Normal POV

Brandon had it with his Father constantly yelling at him about how lazy he is and why he hasn't been doing any chores and how he keeps disobeying his Father's command. All Brandon did was block out his dads annoying rants and kept a distance. Brandon was a bit greedy. He wanted all the freedom. Away from his Father was one of those freedom choices. He wanted to enjoy his life.

Brandon doesn't take no for an answer. His greedy side surfaces. What Brandon wants, Brandon gets. Even if it means disobeying parental authority..maybe even the law.

It was a wonderful day. People all over Danafuji were making plans to spend the sweet sunny day. Brandon thought that it was the perfect day to relax. What better way to do that than by hanging out with his buddies? Unfortunately, his Father didn't allow him. Brandom was given a time out. Father grounded him for his recent rebelious actions. Being cooped up in his room, Brandon cursed profanities at how his Father was being unfair.

He wasn't like the normal son who would listen to every word his parent says. No, he was rebelious. Brandon had snuck out of his room and ran out of the house like a bird released form it's cage.

Looks like it was too late. He had contacted his douchebag buddies and one of them texted that they're already gone and proceeded with their fun plans with or without Brandon.

Irritated, Brandon aimlessly walked around the city looking for something to entertain him. that's when he caught the image of multiple people wearing different costumes. He had asked one of them what was going on and they answered.

"dude, today's the 2011 Anime Festival. Have you been living under a rock all this time?!" the guy answered then left Brandon alone.
"Anime Festival huh?" he thought about it. "I guess I'll go there..nothing else to do here anyways..."

Once he was inside, Brandon didn't feel the happy vibe. He just yawned at every little anime related object in the room, including the people. "Lame...what a bunch of geeks..."
he wanted to leave but then he thought that there was nothing else waiting for him outside so he stayed a little longer.

After hours of sitting in the same bench all day, He finally got bored and left. Brandon walked through the sea of people. Something or someone just bumped into him.
"Hey..wtch it-" he looked down to see a cute little girl. Her short blonde hairflowing down and her yellow eyes sparkled under his gaze. Her beauty had caught him.
"I..I'm so sorry..." she instantly bowed and moved away from Brandon. He stood there still dazed by her beauty. He finally realized that she wasn't there anymore and went to follow her.

There was a huge booming sound. The other side of the convention stadium exploded. Hundreds of people fled for their life. The Fire grew stronger it burned every object in the building. Brandon ran away aswell, but he stopped when he noticed the girl he bumped into before was all alone in the corner, she was surrounded by burning rubble.

"Onii-san!...help me!...*cough*...please...anyone..." He had to help her. Brandon jumped over the burning rubble and saved the girl.
"don't worry, I got you...run!..let's go!" Ladies first. He let the girl run infront of him.

They were almost near the exit. It was safe to say that they will be fine but no. The large flat screen TV hanging above the ceiling fell down. It's string's must have been burned. The impact was gonna hit the girl. Brandon pushed the girl without thinking.

When the smoke cleared away, he saw the girl running towards the exit. He smiled. At least she wasn't in danger anymore. His major problem now is how to get out of here. Brandon's face was scarred from his cheek and down to the side of his neck. He was bleeding and starting to loose consciousness from all the smoke.

"Brandon!..Brandon!" he heard someone calling his name. The figure came closer. The smoke cleared a way to see the man's features. It was his Father.
"d...dad?" He felt himself being lifted on the side.
"it's okay son, I'm here..." his dad answered.

Brandon wondered how his dad knew that he was here. How did he know that Brandon was still inside and not with the people running and screaming outside? He has no idea how but we won't question it.

Just when they were about a meter away from the exit, a second explosion went on. Luckily, His dad was smart enough to push Brandon out and shield him with his body from the explosion. That hit Brandon's Father from the back. Fire went up on his clothes and burn marks were made visible afterwards. Brandon tumbled down the stairs, his arm was hurting from the impact.

But that didn't stop him from running back up to get his Father.
"Dad!" the damage has already been made. The major burn marks looked horrible, Like the aftermath of burnt wood; Glass shards were sticking out of his skin and he was bleeding everywhere including the inside of his ear.

Brandon took grabbed his father. The medics came too late. The damage was too much. At the hospital, the doctor informed Brandon that his father has a 50-50 chance of survival. He couldn't move due to having his nerves fried. He also can't hear anymore because of the broken eardrum and can't breath properly because of the heat that fried his back skin, it also damaged other internal organs incxluding the lungs.

Brandon said his apologies to his Father. He apologized how bad of a son he was. It only took death to make Brandon realize how fucked up he was. Brandon recalled all those times he was being yelled at but he enjoyed it. He loved seeing his Father angry or not. He regretted every single sin he had made against his dad. Brandon loves him but never says it.

As cliche as it sounds, after his tear jerking speech, the heart monitor went to a long beep. Brandon's Father had past away. he was angry at himself, he blamed everything on him. this was his fault...all his fault.

After his father's death, Branodn changed. He lived alone, he depended on stealing and fighting to survive. He blames himself everyday. But then, something in his mind changed. Hs heart twisted into darkness as he learned who the cause of his pain was.

It wasn't entirely his fault. Whoever started fire, was to blame for everything. That's what the child infront of him was talking about.

"so, do we have a deal?...you help me, you'll get your revenge..." the kid held out his hand. Brandon thought about it. This kid may look like one but isn't actually a kid.

What's lef to loose? This deal was perfect. The kid is gonna watch over him, feed him, live with him, clothe him and educate him with his money. That could be a good life...and the additional bonus, he gets to crush the person responsible for the fire.

"you are now a member of the Seven Deadly Sins...Brandon Greedid, The Fox Sin of Greed."
Brandon shook hands with the kid. "you got yourself a deal...Zedrick."