The Prideful Sin of Arc 1

The Lion Sin of Pride


Parody: Seven Deadly Sins Season 3 Episode 14


Yang growled at the figure before her, while one appeared human the darkness swaying over her form told of her nature. A demon, a Grimm so ancient and powerful it had parodied a soul, the one beside her was obviously one such beast standing twice her height and creepily lanky a scorpion tail emerging from his back. Dammit why was this happening? She'd just managed to get Fox back with Melanie's help, after so many centuries of searching for a way to get him back she'd finally done it. Only for these two to show up and Fox to abruptly collapse, his heat leaving him.

"What did you do to him!?" The shorter one spoke.

"What did you expect, the vengeful resurrection spell powers the dead through their negative emotions. Obviously, the means to their false life would leave with those emotions pacifications." Yang glared at the figure, it was a rather short girl, but her bodies asset and curved showed she'd certainly had stopped growing.

She wore a sleeveless leotard as white as snow a line buttoned up just above her bust ending in a pink bowtie and brown choker. Pink stockings ran down her surprisingly long legs, her eyes were heterochromatic the left a listless coral pink while the right was a dull hazel. Her hair reflected her style as long locks of pink and brown hair descended, a streak of Ivory parting the two shades.

The man was clad in crimson armor, though the way the red rust flecked off told of it not being its original die. The scent of iron seethed from him and the armor itself was decorated cruelly; visages of screaming faces plastered across it. The only impression it could give was that of a particularly cruel or insane warrior.

Yang reined in her rage, remembering that even if she could take these two, Fox and Melanie were a different story. She quickly handed Fox over to her fellow knight, the Malachite accepting the weakened male.

"Take Allister, get him out of here so I don't have to worry." The girl nodded, before rushing out as fast as she could manage. Seeing her speed off Yang sighed, relieved, her attention finally being able to focus on the task at hand.

"So who are you two?" The shorter of the two smiled more than happy to answer.

"My name his Neo Politan the Commandment of Faith."

"Heh heh, Tyrian of Truth of the Ten Commandments." Yang's eyes narrowed.

"Ten Commandments." Neo decided to interrupt.

"Are you perhaps one of those a dismal Sins of Vale?" Yang sneered, which apparently was answer enough for Tyrian who seemingly vanished from sight reappearing behind the brawler his spear's edge already buried in the earth creating a longer fissure in the earth of its path. The blonde body bisected diagonally from the left shoulder to her right hip. Her upper half fell back to the earth while her lower fell forward a heap of blood spraying across the earth. Neo sighed a tad annoyed she hadn't gotten to play.

"Seriously Tyrian… Its unlike you to not play with your food first." The man growled.

"Not enough, I need to kill much more of these insects before I can calm over our goddess's betrayal." Neo rolled her eyes at the psychopath's declaration.

"Your aware she was our leader right, not a goddess…"The mad demon ignored her though ranting in anger, until a chuckle caught her ear.

"Heh, so Rubes did that to your face huh, neat." Tyrian looked down surprised as the blonde brawler rose steam seething from her wounds as it mended at an impossible speed.

"I cut you in two, how are you still alive." The brawler grinned the mad demon's way.

"Well duh, haven't you ever heard of the immortal brawler Yang. Kinda my whole stick in the Sins." Neo rose a brow.

"Oh wow, so you heal from fatal wounds, are all you misfits bizarre like that?" Yang shrugged.

"Yeah, more or less, we also like decking bastards like you tw-"

'slam!'

Yang's body was sent flying her hair and head alike gone.

"Heh, even if you are undead, with you lot once you destroy the head it's all over." The faunus begun to cackle only to stop upon seeing the voluptuous body sit up, the brawler's head reformed.

"What! How! Humans can't survive stuff like that, it's gotta be her magic." Neo shrugged, deciding to give her two cents to the insane demon.

"Probably not, people tend to stop moving when they die, magic included. If I were a guessing girl I'd say it's probably some abnormal trait." Tyrian nodded at the suggestion; Neo was always smarter so he didn't hesitate taking the girl's word as fact. With a smile on he advanced towards the brawler.

"Well, my bad lil human, I thought you were some small fry but it looks like I can have some fun with you. So how about it? Tell you what I'll even let you get the first hit." Neo slapped her face.

"Seriously? I get having fun with your food, but there's a limit, one of these days those games of yours are gonna kill you." Tyrian ignored the shortstack looking to his very interesting prey. Besides it was a handicap, despite being immortal the human would need a miracle to beat him. However, as she felt for her hair only to not a rough bob cut curtesy of losing her top early her eyes turned crimson Tyrian couldn't help but chuckle entertained. However, all that changed when Yang acted.

"Hunter's Fist." With those words' birds fell from the sky the flowers wilted and Tyrian himself felt a fatigue unfamiliar.

"What is this?" Yang didn't answer him though content with striding towards her target her golden mane growing back to its former length before his very eyes.

"Well, a deals a deal. Don't whine in hell, after all you're the one who offered." Pulling back her fist Yang glared her muscles bulging. Finally, she struck upper cutting the Demon and sending the giant of a bastard flying into the air. With a smile the brawler launched into the air above him bringing her hands together she hammered him back to the ground. Yang smirked cockily.

"Oh, guess that's two huh? My bad." Tyrian growled.

"What's happened, my body it feels like half my strength has been absorbed."

"Huh, guess that must be her magical power huh? Taking others strength within a certain-" Neo abruptly shattered reappearing a good distance from where she previously floated as Yang stood there a crater beneath her fist where Neo had been.

"Uh ah, no spoilers half-pint." Yang glared back at Tyrian.

"What? That's all you got lanky?"

"How dare you toy with me!" His rant was stopped early however when Yang shot forward striking his face and quickly following with one jab after another, each denting his supposedly powerful armor until the demon fell down to the ground.

"Seriously, that's all you got? I thought you were some kind of big shot, your sturdy as hell though, I'll give you that though."

"Then why not drain some more of his strength?" turning Yang found Neo floating there, looking to the scene curiously.

"Maybe your too noble for that, warriors' pride and all that jazz… nah, you don't really seem the type. Oh I know! Aren't you all talk is all, I bet that's all the power you can hold huh utters?" Yang clicked her tongue.

"Yeah, you're the kinda bitch I can't stand most." Neo grinned wickedly in response before the dark miasma around her shot forward, Yang swerved and dodged but eventually she was struck. No sooner did a sphere of darkness envelope her.

"heheh, Black Cocoon…" Within voices and memories of her loneliness flooded, of hundreds of years of isolation of hopeless travels to seek a way to revive Fox. It was heart crushing, Neo merely watched somewhat entertained.

"Well now, you've endured quite a bit, an admirable feat for a human. Still though my Black Cocoon forces one to face their worst fears, past pains and misfortunes." Neo smiled then raising her hand, the brawler had been weakened enough, her mind wouldn't be able to resist much less her soul. Slowly Yang felt a pressure in her stomach before it traveled up sapping the blonde of all her strength, it past her chest it burned running up her throat before it pressed against her gritted teeth like bile. Finally, she gave in and the power parted her mouth.

From the immortal Sin a golden wisp emerged, and when it did the brawler fell to her knees her lilac eyes going listless and dull. Neo smiled her long fork tongue licking her lips at the sight.

"What a tasty looking soul." However before she could do anything Tyrian leaped up snatching the morsel and swallowing it whole. He smiled then overjoyed to finally be rid of the sin, though he was surprised, it didn't taste nearly as delectable as he'd thought such a powerful soul would. Neo sent a glare his way.

"How dare you! That soul was mine!"

"Heheh, sorry Neo but you snooze you lose." Tyrian patted his belly pleased to see the little demon so riled up.

"You bastard, I beat jugs not you!"

"Well, I already devoured her, so nothing can be done about that now." Melanie trembled looking out to the two talk, she couldn't believe what she was hearing.

"They, they beat Yang, that can't be…" The white clad girl rushed to the brawler not able to believe it.

"You can't be dead, your immortal, you've said so more times than I can count." She fell to her knee's tears forming over her first crush. Meanwhile the humans fell into sorrow Neo decided to quit holding her tongue.

"Geez this is what I get for having to babysit you."

"Babysit!?" Neo rolled her eyes.

"Well duh, obviously fire bitch ordered me to watch over you, what you think I'd willingly hang around some senile loot like you?" Tyrian pouted like a child only further frustrating Neo, she was the cutie, it should be her annoying Tyrian not the other way around! Seeing the two squabble like children Melanie felt her anger boil over, these were the bastards who killed her sister and Now Xiao-Long too.

"Don't worry Yang, I'll avenge you." Fire burned in the twin's eye as she readied herself.

"Yeah, don't bother small fry." Melanie paused at the voice, abruptly before her Yang appeared aura burning as she readied herself.

"Fox Hunt!" from her two arcs of golden energy launched forward at the two commandments and with them a single heart appeared in each of the brawler's hands only to be crushed. Both demons fell to a knee coughing up a huge amount of blood.

"How, how did she do that…"

"Idiot… It has to be her magic…" They expected another assault by the red eyed brawler but were surprised when the blonde turned tail snatching up the Malachite and unconscious Fox. Tyrian looked to the running blonde angry.

"How did she do that? I know I ate her soul!" Neo however shrugged just glad she had the chance to eat her again.

"Doesn't really matter, after all since she's alive and on the run it must mean she took too much power, its probably having a toll on her. Now we can have a bit of fun hunting the bitch." She licked the blood off her lips a sinister smile on her face at the prospect hearing it Tyrian grew giddy at the fun idea.

Finally out of range Yang abruptly stopped letting Melanie hit the floor straight on her but.

"Ow! You bitch! That fucking hurt, seriously ya couldn't let me down gently!?" before she could complain any further though Yang fell to her knees her body spasming and muscle riling bulging as veins throbbed and ached. Slowly fox's eyes begun to open and he felt Yang their his mind connected briefly with the brawler.


Yang panicked her soul had been pulled from her body, she was gonna die, it didn't matter if her body was immortal if these fucks could eat souls.

No, not like this, not when I finally got back Fox!

However that never happened as another soul quickly rushed beside her and with it a gruff but familiar voice.

I'll take your place blondie…

Hei! The hell are you saying!

Shut up and let me do this, in exchange though get Melanie out of here… I've already failed one daughter I refuse to fail another.

Before another word could pass the wisp acted replacing her and being snagged by Tyrian.


Fox fell back unconscious while Yang looked to the Malachite glad to see her alive, that she'd kept her promise…

"Listen up, those demons are heading here, you gotta run, please… take Fox with… you…" Melanie looked to the girl before huffing.

"Yeah, fuck that noise." Before Yang could retort the girl grabbed her and fox on her back.

"Don't look down on me bitch, I may not be able to put up much of a fight against those things but I can carry to dumbasses, I got the leg strength after all."

-Several Hours Later-

As noon approached Melanie rushed through the forest her heavy breath left her as she struggled to advance but she wasn't letting these idiots die here. Yang gaining a semblance of consciousness spoke.

"I'm sorry… Melanie, your… a good woman." Melanie blushed at the compliment.

"The hell, when did I even start liking chicks! Aw fuck whatever, I'll worry about that later for now I gotta get you two out of her-" Melanie noticed then a shadow forming over her and on instinct she leaped back barely avoiding a boulder that slammed into the earth before her.

"Holy shit!" In the distance Tyrian laughed gazing out to see his work.

"Well Neo, did I do it, did I hit them?" Neo rolled her eyes.

"You missed old man."

"Aw phooey! Oh well let's go for two!" raising his lance like a golf club he swung another boulder high into the air sending it barreling towards Melanie who broke into a run.

"Oh crap!" She ran like a Ravager fresh out of hell making it out of the forest as yet another boulder tailed her. Again and again she dodged each time the boulder hitting a bit closer finally though she saw it the forest's end and hopefully a way out of this fresh hell. Finally exiting the forest Melanie wanted to cry in joy but froze when she realized she was now in a open clearing without the forest to hide her. In the distance Tyrian smiled.

"Oh! I can see her! Well that'll certainly make this easier, let's go with a curve ball!" With a swing of his lance he sent another boulder flying towards the trio. Seeing it Melanie jumped back barely managing to avoid it only to go wide-eyed upon seeing it abruptly roll back towards them like a cannon. Without hesitation the brunette threw the brawler and blind boy away from her but wasn't fast enough herself, the boulder slamming into her making a small splatter of blood.

Yang looked on to the sight horrified, she'd failed Hei however just as she expected the boulder to crush the body instead it split in half standing there was Melanie a pair of red claws flowing with aura.

"Thanks sis, even after kicking the bucket you still got my back…" Despite the show of strength the girl was far from a good condition her body bloody and bruised, she stumbled fighting against passing out from the pain. Yang watched as the weakened girl stumbled their way.

"'pant' All right bimbo, let's go…" Yang looked down vexed.

"Just leave me behind… Take fox."

"And tell the other Sins I left you to die, fuck that…" Despite Yang's bitching Melanie dragged the girl across the field, no matter her pleas the twin refused. Not because she was a good person, or even cause of her crush on the greedy blonde but because those fuckwits killed Miltia and she knew she wasn't strong enough, but the Seven Miraculous Sins were, Yang Xiao-Long the Fox Sin of Greed was. Her sister would've been avenged if only that shortstack hadn't interrupted her when she was beating her sister's killer to death.

For so long she moved her want for her sister to not have died for nothing being the only thing keeping the lone twin going. Finally, thirst, starving and half dead on her feet she spotted a cave in the mountain side. Maybe they could rest there, get back some of their strength. That thought alone spurred her forward until she saw it a faint light. A sign of life.

Her feet pressed forward in hope as she passed another and then one more, she could smell something in the air, it was a savory scent that made her mouth water. With renewed hope ever etching towards hysteria she fumbled forward pausing when she saw it. at the end of her trail where should've laid a dead-end instead was simple wooden door with a sun etched into the stone above alongside a title.

'My Sweet Gluttony'

She opened the door not really knowing what to expect but was shocked when behind it was a huge room. A bar, sure the chairs, tables and shelves were made of stone but it was fairly well done all things considered. Lamps laid on each table however what caught the jade eyed twin's attention most was the small form who went stiff upon her entering. He was a skinny man frighteningly so with glasses over his cobalt eyes. Neatly combed blond locks hung down the side of his face as well as a well-trimmed mustache. To say she was confused was a understatement.

"I, Uh… H-Hello, Welcome to My Sweet Gluttony, I'm Jaune, Jaune Arc how can I help you fine fol- Oh My you injured!" Before a word could pass the boy rushed forward to them panicked Melanie wanted to cry from the pain before feeling a warm touch on her. Looking up she found the scrawny man put all his strength into helping her rise his face red from exertion.

How weak is this guy…

"Listen buddy don't worry about me help them…" The boy nodded.

"Indeed, I will, after we get you sitting up with some food in you."

"But their…"

"Yang will be fine, she's made of tougher stuff then that heh." She blinked not remembering saying the brawler's name but she was sort of a binge drinker so maybe she was well frequented to even a hidden place like this. Nodding she decided to try and help the weakling out by getting up, however instead of going into a fit of immense pain she found the task remarkably easier.

"Wha?" She looked to her hands finding her aura back even if still low but how, she been struggling this whole time there was no time for it to recuperate.

"'wheeze' pant, pant." She watched the skinny man fall back into a seat his brow sweaty and face red and it was then she noticed the pale white glow of his palms.

"Thank goodness, I was worried I wouldn't have enough aura to restore you, it is midnight after all so my reserves are quite low." She blinked confused.

"What? Wait… did you?" the blonde nodded standing up a kindness showing in his eyes that made her feel safe.

"Well than let's get some food in you and a stiff drink then we can move Yang and Fox to a my bed to rest and go over what happened." His smile was like a mother making her blush embarrassed before she really took note of the surrounding.

"You know this is a really nice place here… My uncle Hei would've like it…" The boy's smile fell as he recognized the far off look in her eyes. He nodded turning to his bar and taking several drinks Melanie looked surprised to see him work the alcohol as he mixed her something putting up quite a show.

Finally, me mad his way back to her a pair of colorful drink, a loaf of bread and some soap. Placing it down he sat across from her, her mouth watered at the sight despite the simple look to it all. She begun to dig in all the while the boy staring at her sadly. Finally, she brought the drink to her mouth and froze… it was delicious! The beautiful taste of strawberries and pleasant bite of Alcohol.

Jaune smiled at the sight.

"I'm glad to see you enjoy my Strawberry Sunrises, Yang quite enjoyed them to." She paused then remembering all that had happened and looked to him.

"Listen buddy, there are some real nasty demons chasing us." Slowly she explained it all, the Sins innocence, the demons return and the ten commandments. Even going as far as telling the kind man about two members chasing them. She expected many things but a hug wasn't one of them, for a moment she was about to beat the old lecher to death for trying to feel her up until she felt a pat on her back.

"You poor thing, to lose your sister and father on the same day…" She paused and for a moment she was stunned as he spoke his words the pressure of their deaths only hitting her in this moment of reprieve. She shook as she felt warmth overflow around her and through the tears she saw a warm white spread around her.

She didn't know why she spoke but the words just came out her feeling oddly safe around the blonde who held an almost maternal feeling to him.

"I, I tried, but she, she died…and Hei he, 'hic' he." The pats to her back turned to a gentle circular rub.

"There, there… I know it must hurt." She sniffed then her heart the slightest bit lighter for getting that off her chest before she went wide eyed realizing what she was doing leaning into a man half her size who she could probably tear apart. Why had she done that… unless. Abruptly she pushed back the man raising her sister's claw.

"Demon!" the blond yelped like a girl at her raised claw.

"What!"

"Don't think you can fool me! Drawing me into a weakened state! Making me vulnerable using my greatest weaknesses! And using that pathetic form to fool me! I'll kill you!"

"You got it all wrong I swear! And that last part was rather hurtful!"

"Yeah Mel, Jaunes no demon." Stilling Melanie turned to find a still very beat up Xiao-Long leaning against the door. Seeing this the boy rose concern in his eyes.

"Yang! What are you doing, you need to rest." Yang smirked.

"After seeing Melanie trying to gut you Vomitboy, not a chance." Said boy ignored the brawler helping his fellow blonde up who towered over him.

"Not another word, you need rest." Yang rolled her eyes.

"Yeah, whatever you say ma~" Ignoring her he begun to help her back to her bed only for him to struggle to support her weight. With a sigh Melanie got up helping the bimbo back to bed. Melanie sighed supposing that was going too far.

"Hey blondie, sorry about that." Said boy chuckled.

"Oh don't worry I'm quite use to it, though usually during the day. Though I must admit that gave me quite a scare, almost as much as when you came in here why with Yang's condition I was afraid you been a holy knight sent out to capture her and aiming for me next. Thankfully it would seem the two of you are quite amiable." Melanie chuckled looking away.

"Yeah well, me and this bimbo had our gripes at first but things changed after a while, besides the Seven sins have been acquitted of their crimes against Vale, wait… why would I have been sent after yo-"

"Do you mean that!? Have those terrible accusations been cleared!?" Melanie blinked at the blonde's raised voice.

"Uh, yeah. In fact these days they're even calling them heroes, especially now that the demons are out attacking at full force." Hearing her words the man let her go beginning to shake Yang desperately.

"Yang, what about Weiss! Is she okay too!" Said brawler groaned at the shaking, her body soar and his rough treatment not helping.

"Yeah, she's fine Vomitboy, she's with Rubes! Ow quit it! Just cause I can't die doesn't mean this doesn't hurt like hell!" Said man stopped as fast as she spoke wiping his face.

"Oh thank goodness with Craterface I'm sure Snow Angels fine." The room begun to calm Jaune in a visibly better mood or would've been if not for a tremor abruptly shaking the place.

"What was that!?" Melanie stilled face going pale.

"No way, those bastards already found us." Yang gritted her teeth, she'd hoped their weakened state would've made them harder to find but no such luck and with Jaune here after the sun had set too…

"Miss Malachite what were you saying earlier, who's coming?" Melanie tensed before speaking.

"Demons two of their elite forces, they're after Yang but I don't exactly think they'd be against killing anyone who happened to be nearby." Jaune nodded.

"Understood, I have a vault in the back where we can hide." Melanie blinked a bit surprised the scrawny shrimp hadn't tried to send them off after all at best Yang was just a customer right? She wouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth though and nodded more than happy to bring Yang and Fox into the vault room, for such out of reach not to mention hidden place the guy actually made a decent amount of gold. She turned to the blonde, she may be a bitch but she knew how to thank someone and blondie had been an Oumsend.

"Hey scraggily thanks."

'slam'

"What!" To her shock the blonde was nowhere in sight meaning he had to be…

Yang growled.

"Vomitboy! The hell are you doing!?" Though his voice was muffled they could hear Jaune.

"You and me both know you're in no state to fight Yang, you'll need every second you can get to get back to form. So, I'll buy you some time." Yang eyes turned crimson to her fellow blonde's logic.

"You dumbass you can't do shit right now and you know it!"

"Yes, your right but even so I can stall them or maybe even mislead them."

"Dumbass they'll kill you!"

"… Maybe, but if they find you and they can eat souls like miss Malachite said you'll be no better off, besides its already pass midnight, maybe I can distract them till sunrise."

"Stop being stupid Arc and open this door!"

"If they find you miss Malachite and fox will perish too." Yang froze.

"For all her strength miss Malachite is a mere human and Alistair is far from healthy as well…" The brawler shook knowing he was right.

"Please trust me Yang, I may not be much right now, but at the least I'm confident in my dodging." No sooner then he turned did the wall explode and from the dust two forms strode in. one tall and lanky while the other was small and cute as a button if not for the sadistic smile on her face.

"Oh my what a surprise and here I was expecting some dingy cavern."

"My, my something smells good." Neo looked to the vault door ignoring the fleshy noodle standing in front of it. However, before she could act Tyrian stepped forward.

"Tyrian what are yo-"

"Shh, quite there Neo and take a nice big whiff, don't you smell that." Said insane demon walked up before the shriveling Arc sniffing happily.

"Something smells good." Jaune swallowed recalling Ruby once saying Demon's ate souls even if she preferred cookies. Slowly his fingers inched towards a small glimmering blade the length of a dagger Parvos Mors. However just as he steeled his shivering spine the lanky demon acted, reaching out and taking the barrel of ale beside him.

Raising it up he bit into the wood tearing a huge hole inside before parting his maws and letting the alcohol spill in. Pulling back after drinking down a quarter of the barrel's contents the mad demon pulled back.

"That's some good stuff! My how far booze has come after three mere millenniums!" Neo eye twitched.

"Are you serious, old man we have a job to do what kind of man-child are yo- 'sniff'" She paused at the smell, sweet like vanilla but certainly there was a hint of alcohol as well. Turning she saw a bottle taking it with her darkness and tearing off the cap she rose it to her lips going wide eyed. It was sweet and certainly strong!

"Yummy!" Quickly she begun to gulp the substance down, had she been a human she'd have been hammered but demons were made of far tougher stuff.

"To believe your kind could create such sumptuous drinks! It's truly a pity your ilk are so pathetic…" That made the blonde pause.

Sumptuous, mere Vanilla Vodka…

"Truly you should be proud to make something I enjoy. I'd imagine such a splendid brew must be your life's achievement." To the minuscule demon it more then made enough sense, after all alcohol of her age was plain ale brewed by battle harden men more than 3,000 years ago. But to Jaune it was an insult, he was a proper barkeep and though his bar was rather difficult to find he'd never once heard complaints about his drinks, in fact quite the number of customers trekked far length to become regulars.

"I think your gravely misunderstanding something miss demon." Neo paused looking to the shrimp of a human, it took quite a bit of backbone she'd have never thought he'd have to speak back to one such as her.

"What was that human?" Despite the slight rush of fear running through him Jaune spoke up his pride as a barkeep not allowing him to take such insult lying down.

"I said you are mistaken miss." Neo's eyes narrowed dangerously on the scraggily blonde.

"Those are some bold words little man." Jaune struggled to not retort about her own size fighting the urge before snatching said Vanilla Vodka from the little hellion's grasp. For a moment her darkness surged as killing intent flooded the room however the moment Jaune had took the beverage he'd gone into a trace quickly grabbing up, pouring and mixing. Reaching under passed Parvos Mors he opened a small odd barrel. It was costly but the magic enchanted into it to keep it chilled as a winter's day.

Opening it Jaune scooped out his prize a rare delicacy to the warmer kingdom of Vale. Neo killing intent lowered as she watched the odd sight, seeing the man drop several colorful scoops of if icy milk smelling substance into a glass before pouring in her Vanilla Vodka and several other drinks. Pushing it out to her he shot the demon a surprisingly confident smile.

"Your drink ma'am a Spiked Neapolitan milkshake." Said demon looked at the odd drink for several seconds considering squashing the little man with her darkness before the faint sweet scent of her vanilla vodka hit her nose mixed with a few other delightful scents. She looked back to it finally noting how the colors matched up to her hair curious really. For a moment she thought maybe the boy was trying to poison her bright things were usually poisonous after all, however it wouldn't matter, demons had very impressive tolerance to most poisons and venom.

Against her better judgment she took the cup bringing it to her lips before sticking out her tongue taking a cautious lick. Eyes widened as she tasted it and no sooner did she bring it to her mouth and drink letting her serpentine tongue shoot out and run along the sweet icy lumps of pink, brown and white sweetness. Tyrian turned a bit surprised to see the girl go at the concoction so fervently. Finally, the girl pulled her mouth away her forked tongue having licked its contents clean.

The largest smile spread across her slightly flushed face at the incredible drink, looking back to the blonde standing there she asked.

"What's your name human?" Jaune pointed to himself.

"Me?" She nodded floating close to him.

"'cough' Jaune, Jaune Arc." Neo nodded smiling.

"Jaune Arc… hmm?" The tiny demon floated there for several seconds testing the name on her lips and nodding.

"It's not an unpleasant name… for a human, well Jaune Arc that drink would you call it your best one?" Jaune blinked seeing the excitement in the petite demons' eyes.

"N-no, while I do enjoy a milkshake myself I know plenty of fine drinks… though the Neapolitan is one most my customers prefer. Ice cream is quite hard to come by here in Vale." Neo stared for several more seconds.

"My my, don't we know a lot about booze and snacks." Jaune rubbed the back of his head his face blushing from the demon's closeness as she leaned forward. Though he knew she was an evil monster hellbent on killing people she was very pleasing to the eyes. Especially in nothing but a tight fitting white leotard and those long pink stockings leaving her plump upper thighs plain to see. And with her floating there her surprisingly ample assets clear within his line of sight he didn't know where to look!

W-well, I do run a tavern, such stuff tends to run with the territory… I'd say I'm not half bad at cooking and cleaning either." Neo leaned forward their noses near touching Jaune felt his cheeks burn at the cute face before him.

No, my heart is only for my Snow Angel!

The boy really was a stringy little thing, but his face wasn't half bad and he did have very pretty eyes and hair. Licking her lips she decided.

"You Pass!" Jaune jumped back scared almost grabbing up Parvos only to pause when seeing the petite demon smile happily as she flew up her darkness forming little hearts.

"When we wipe out humanity I'm gonna spare you!" She could always use an adorable little pet, a few years of proper training and his stupid little monkey face would end up a seat she'd happily sit on.

"Th-thank you very mu-Wait what, W-wipe out humanity!" Neo looked back to her lil pet and nodded pleased.

"Indeed, our armies will be upon this kingdom soon and when it is Vale and Remnant as a whole will be ours." Jaunes swallowed at that. Tyrian begun to cackle at the thought his eyes turning amber.

"And the first to die will be that blonde bitch who crushed our hearts." Neo nodded a smile no less sinister spreading across her face.

"And next will be that lil bitch and sleeping beauty who ruined my meal." Jaune froze as he felt they're glares on him, or more precisely just behind him.

"Keheheh, you probably thought you were being slick weren't you little human? But we demons have an excellent sense of smell. Still gotta give you credit barkeep not many beings would have the stones to hide people from us especially a frail little human like you. Now seeing as Neo here taken a liking to you why don't you move aside? Though personally I think this room could use a bit redder keheheh." Neo smiled nodding to Tyrian's usually kind mood, she liked this one it'd be a shame to go and kill him just yet, especially if she'd not get another one of those milkshake.

"At any rate, after having so much great booze in so long, I'm in a good mood, a really good mood. In fact what do you say to a little wager?" Neo glared a Tyrian knowing exactly where the old loon was going with this.

"A-a wager?" Tyrian smiled.

"It's simple, we'll play a little game, if you win we'll be on our way and those three miserable humans will live to die another day. But if you lose, kehheheh, well, let's just say this place will be getting that paint job faster than you can say splat on the wall." Jaunes swallowed before slowly nodding a bit of confidence hitting him then.

"D-do you mean it? if I win then you'll let them live?" Tyrian smiled bumping his chest with his fist.

"Of Course, of course, I'm Tyrian of truth after all, I can't go back on my word." Jaune nodded then actually looking confident in himself.

"Well… like this I'm only really confident in my dodging but when it comes to games I can say I'm pretty good." Neo sighed supposing it couldn't be helped deciding to enjoy herself at least she could always raise him from the dead after all. Tyrian smiled.

"Okay great, its Game time!" Raising a palm to Neo she smirked slapping it back with her darkness.

"The rules are simple we'll both attack one another after we decide who hits first we strike one another until one of us dies, fun idea isn't it?"

"What!" Tyrian leaned in close to the Arc the gold of his insane eyes reflecting Jaune's own azure.

"Well… your call barkeep, run or play, if you do I'll even let you have the first move." Jaune trembled at the question while behind the vault door Yang struggled to rise.

"God dammit Jaune, run…" The blonde himself looked down sweat dripping off his paling face, tears flowing out of his eyes and body shaking.

What do I do! I can't even dodge under these rules!

Fear swirled in his stomach as he felt himself going light until he remembered why he was doing this in the first place. For Yang and her love and that kind girl too… for his fellow sin. So even if it'd buy them even another second.

"I-I'll play." No sooner than the word left him did Tyrian smile smacking the boy on the shoulder good-naturedly.

"Good for you! but keep in mind my commandment will turn any who lie to me to stone so since you agreed I hope you're not thinking of something stupid like running away. The same applies to me too of course." Neo looked down pitifully a tinge of venom in her tone.

"Hey old man, he can't hear you…" Tyrian blinked looking to find no blonde in sight only a pile of rubble where something had been smacked through a stone table a small pool of blood forming within.

"Well now, that wasn't very fun… 'sigh' oh well, seeing as those three can't do much lets enjoy some more of these tasty drinks before we get back to business. Well whaddya say Neo?" Said girl glared at him but complied beginning to down some ale herself. She'd save the vodka and ice-cream for when she revived the blonde.


Slowly the night went by the two enjoying their drinks, Tyrian enjoying his drink while Neo looked to Jaune's body sure he was revived since she couldn't resurrect him. As the sun shone down into the bar Neo and Tyrian sat indulging in their favored alcohol, Neo herself shot Tyrian a dirty glare missing her spiked Neopolitan and having to instead drink vanilla vodka in its place. Tyrian himself merely indulged in the many spirits of the bar, Neo glare slowly changed as the light of the sun caught her eyes.

"Geez, its already been half a day." Surprised Neo looked over to the crumbled form a small frown formed on her lips after all he was cute for a string bean.

"Oh well, doesn't look like he's waking, 'sigh' Tyrian! Why'd you have to go and kill my new favorite pet!?" Tyrian chuckled, traces of madness within.

"Sorry sorry Neo, I forgot how fragile humans are, but I promise the next barkeep we find I'll be careful." Neo still pouted but her glare diminished.

"Swearsies?" Tyrian rose a hand.

"Swearsies." Neo sighed but nodded, maybe she could find another blonde one, she'd even name him Jaune. Neither noticing the slight shift in the rubble over the blond.

"Oum, its hot." Neo nodded.

"It's unbearable." Within the vault, Melanie wiped her brow.

"Good Oum its hot, it's like a sauna in here, damn morning heat." Yang a bit of her strength returning looked to the girl.

"Are you sure."

"Huh? sure of what?"

"The time… is it really daytime?" Melanie deadpanned.

"Yeah bimbo, I'm sure." However instead of the usual snarky comeback all Yang did was smirk.

"Oh thank Oum we're saved." Neo squinted her eyes at Tyrian.

"Yohoo, hey old man what's wrong?" No matter what the pint size demonic girl said the larger demon just ignored her as his eyes rested on the blade propped above the bar table, the noble steel catching the invading rays of light. The sword looked like a claymore, but its blade was nearly a foot wide, it shone a bright almost pure white the cross-guard and hilt were elaborate, accented by gold and the like.

"What a beautiful sword." Tyrian was at heart a warrior who was at his finest and most enjoyment within the battlefield. As such he'd seen countless blade including but not limited to the fabled Excalibur, as such he'd come to have an eye for weapons. He'd even dare to say when it came to blade nobody held a better understanding then him which is why the sword before him left the demon utterly speechless.

"Such splendor, clearly the work of a master craftsman!" Neo spared the blade a look, she'd admit the way it shone within the sun's light itself was a thing of beauty.

"Why don't we take it?" Tyrian looked utterly shocked.

"No, no, we couldn't do such!" Neo rolled her eyes.

"Geez you're so innocent about the weirdest things." Tyrian then looked to the blade again and couldn't help but reach for it.

"Though I suppose holding it couldn't hurt, I so do want a better look at its exquisite craftsmanship." With trembling hands, the dark being took the blade however the moment he pulled it from it's stand both it and his arm were sent plummeting into the ground where the blade buried itself halfway into the earth. Tyrian struggled to lift it shocked.

"What's with this sword?! Its weight is all off, the blade is much too heavy! The handle is nowhere near long enough to properly hold a two handed blade!"

"But of course…" In a flash the brilliant blade left Tyrian's hand before he could even realize it he felt a presence behind him and turned. Standing there was a man of notable stature and form, with one hand he held the magnificent sword up while the other felt along the edge. He wore a familiar outfit of that of a barkeep though where once it looked a tad to big now it was tearing at the seams from the building muscles beneath.

"Crocea Mor, the yellow Death said to kill the fears of any army whose sees it on their side …." The blade fit so well in his hands like it was made just for him.

"The divine blade named after my greatest ancestor and blessed by the goddess of Victory herself. Such a splendidly named blade is something the likes of you filthy demons should never hope to lay your hands upon." From the sword a trace of pale light shone. The man then looked to Tyrian and Neo his once fearful cobalt eyes now a noble azure.

"You two are either foolishly brave or remarkably unlucky to have come so eagerly to your graves." Tyrian begun to laugh.

"My my my aren't you different! Are you really that shrimp of a barkeep?"

"Indeed I am demon." Neo looked to the blond specimen with hungry eyes, deciding she'd certainly play with her food a bit before finishing him off. She leaned forward to emphasis her twin mounds before the pint sized psycho spoke.

"You've certainly changed, so much so I'd even dare call you the polar opposite in both body and mind, tell me are you truly human?" Jaune looked surprised at the question as his outfit finally gave out tearing apart on his back to reveal the tattoo of a raging lion with long fangs that looked like that of a pair of crescent moons.

"But of course I am human…" He then rose a pointer to the air.

"However, I am also the one who lies at the pinnacle of all races." Hefting Corcea Mors over his shoulder he spoke.

"The Miraculous Seven's Lion Sin of Pride, and Arc Warrior house's Patriarch lord Jaune Arc." Before the two commandments a presence seethed not of a mere warrior but a king. The strongest of the sins Jaune. Neo begun to smile mischievously the bite of alcohol leaving her in a playful mood.

"Fufu, you're of that band of misfit Salem leads then, Sorry I forgot she goes by Ruby now, doesn't she?" Tyrian broke into laughter.

"Pinnacle of all races he says! Hahaha! Those are some big words for a mere human!" He rose his gangly index at Jaune's face.

"Hehehe, it's almost like your made of arrogance you have so much. KAHKAHKAHKAh!" Jaune smiled chuckling politely in response.

"Ha-ha-hah…" It was a simple sound, the swishing of steel as it passed through the air, however the humble sound betrayed the action taken. As Corcea Mors passed through demon as if he wasn't even there, his upper half parted from his body.

"And that is an Arc's pride." He said it so simply as if explaining to a child which was why Neo went wide-eyed, cold sweat forming as she witnessed the impossibility of Tyrian being so wounded by a mere swing.

"To take Tyrian in a single strike… This can't be, no such human existed three thousand years ago." Jaune looked to her like a lion might a mouse. In response to his gaze Neo smiled a bit of her usual playfulness returning as the black miasma around Tyrian solidified into tendrils from his upper half.

"However, don't grow arrogant from just that human… Tyrian is far from done." From the severed abdomen of the Demon tendrils emerged like from its upper portion soon both launched out to one another connecting, the upper half begun to shake.

"Kahkahkah! Don't go thinking we demons are so fragile we'd die from being killed once or twice. After all despite your boast we both know which race truly lies at the pinnacle of this world, we who have lives to spare." Soon the dark tendrils pulled to one another combining the two formally bisected halves into one whole. Tyrian looked down upon the Arc his smile as joyful as it was menacing.

"Did you think your swing would kill me so easily?!" Jaune's response was the tilting of his head, with a raised brow he queried.

"Kill? Of course I held no thoughts that such a playful swing would fell you, this game would not be fun if I had killed you so easily." Neo blinked.

"Are you suggesting that attack wasn't meant to kill Tyrian? Such pride and stupidity, I suppose you truly don't understand your place." The thought of torturing him sent shivers down her spine, Tyrian did not go into a rage at the blond's words but instead shook with excitement at the possibility.

"Kahkahkah, if what you said is true… heheheh, then perhaps I can actually go all out! Oh, what joy!" Tyrian smile could send a shiver down the bravest of men's souls.

"You will regret not sending me to my grave with that first blow of yours prideful little human." Soon a sickly miasma begun to erupt from Tyrian as the jewel impeded in his chest shone and shimmer. Neo went wide eyed at the sight and expanding pressure around the crazed demon.

"Tyrian! You would use your magic here!" In response the madman merely smiled at her.

"You would be wise to back away my lil sweet, otherwise you could wind up dead." The jewel erupted in red light.

"CRITICAL OVER!" From the maddened demon an obscene force pushed out however despite it Jaune stood firm looking in slight curiosity.

"Heheh, I had hoped to keep my trump hidden until my rematch with that traitorous rose, but my instincts are telling me you can't be allowed to leave here." From the gangly being another wave of energy burst as his once tone and compressed arms begun to expand. The muscles bulging and growing as steam leaked form his body while small black spikes begun to poke out. Neo watched her miasma covering her form in protection from him.

"Such a simple power, yet so fearsome. It pushes Tyrian's power, magic and strength to their utmost limits at the cost of going on an unstoppable rampage. One might even say when he assumes this form, he becomes an invincible beast." This seemed to intrigue Jaune who rose a brow at her words.

"Oh, invincible you say… 'interesting' and here I thought only such a term could befit a true Arc like myself." Tyrian laughed looking to Jaune his body rippling with unseemly muscles and spikes.

"It's just as Politan says, at this state my power levels at 40,000!" Jaune tilted his head.

"Power level? Indeed my Snow Angel had mentioned such an adorable scaling once or twice. If I'm correct I believe every digit represents the power of a Beowulf, I believe a Goliath clocks in at around 500 correct?" Tyrian nodded gleefully.

"So you understand! Sorry prideful little human but I can't hold back in this state so I'm afraid my first blow will be your last." Jaune didn't falter as Tyrian rose his spear standing straight as ever an almost expectant look in his eyes.

"GAAAH!" with a mighty swing Tyrian struck Jaune the force of the blow shaking the earth and making the remains of the mountain explode sending rocks raining down miles in length. Neo struggled as her miasma cocoon was struck by the flying debris on par with meteors. Yang wrapped her arms around Miltia and Fox shielding them from the incoming force that tore through the vault.


In the distance in the home strapped to Zwei's Mom's back a very skimpily clad woman with pale skin and snow white hair looked into the distance her icy blue eyes showing mild surprise. Beside her a rather adorable girl stepped up curiously looking to her subordinate.

"What's up Weiss?" The great mage looked in the distance.

"I can sense him, the dolt." Ruby went wide eyed at that smiling in hope.

"Really you sure Weiss!" The Schnee nodded the faintest smile showing.

"Yes, current Power Level 55,000…" Ruby launched into her oldest friend earning a half bake groan from the mage.

"It's him, its him! It's really him!" Weiss smiled.

"Indeed… 57,000… 60,000. His powers growing, it can only be..." Ruby cheered.

"My Human bestie!"


Tyrian couldn't fathom the sight before him as Jaune stood none disturbed his ungodly swing had merely dug an inch into his muscular arm that even now was growing forcing it out. As both Demons watched only a single word could repeat in eithers head.

Impossible!

For the first time in so long Neo's instincts were roaring at her to retreat! Half panicked she looked over to her fellow demon and spoke.

"Tyrian! We need to retreat! Now!" The man shook in rage and fear alike.

"I… can't, I CaN'T go BAck oN mY WoRD!" It was the sole fault of the power given to him by the younger brother, the Commandment of Truth made it so any who lied to him would turn to stone however the power worked both ways. If he ran from their death game he'd be petrified. In indignation he rose a finger at the noble Arc.

"UnTIL O-ne Of UUS DIIEE Whe Khan knot LeaVHe!" He could feel his mind succumbing to his power but spoke none the less.

"I see, then it appears to be my turn." Jaune looked to the man and gave the kindest smile like one would a dear friend.

"I must say for your swing to draw blood… your claim of being of the top of the demons must be true… however." Slowly Crocea Mors begun to lift into the air.

"A bug is still just a bug, whether it being the cream of its crop or not." Crocea Mors exploded into a Beacon of light that rivaled even the sun shining above, to the mad Demon he didn't see a human but a titan before him looking down pitifully to its prey. Faced with such a unparallel opponent Tyrian did the only thing one could.

Jaune paused all his killing intent vanishing as if it'd never existed. From the in ruins vault Yang looked up alongside a half conscious Fox a nervous smile plastered on her face at the unbelievable sight. Jaune laid Corcea Mors's blade against his shoulder a sigh of disappointment.

"How unfortunate, I had hoped I could get a smidge serious…" Neo looked to her fellow commandment lost for words before she finally turned away unable to bear the shameful display. Tyrian Callow of the Ten Commandments was now rendered to a statue, his visage of fear and cowardice clear as he was turned to run. Jaune looked glum as he looked to the ground.

"'sigh' …Game Over. And here I wanted to get a smidge serious." Melanie looked to the sight before her in shock as she saw the commandment who killed her sister rendered to stone. If that weren't shocking enough the man who now stood before her made her cheeks burn. Be it his pecs abs or defined features she swallowed. However what drew her eyes most was the tattoo on his back.

A sin… could he be the Lion Sin, humanities strongest knight?

Said holy knight sighed looking to Tyrian's petrified form.

"It appears your commandments do indeed work on yourselves. The poor fool's instincts must have overwhelmed him… Though, I suppose I could hardly blame the guy, he was faced with receiving a serious blow from me after all." Jaune looked over to Neo.

"Now then for the kindness you offered me I'll do you a great service ma'am, leave now and I promise to spare you." Neo looked over to Jaune his body was unparalleled, it made her damp at her core and stirred her desires but most of all seeing such a strong vibrant soul… made her hungry.

"I thank you for killing that old loon, to express my gratitude…" Her long forked tongue licked her lips.

"I'm going to devour you whole." Yang went wide eyed remembering how unorthodox the tiny terror's powers were.

"Jaune watch out! That bitch has some weird powe-"

"Cocoon of Darkness!" Before the brawler could even finish thinking Neo's shadows rose up sealing the prideful sin in a sphere of black energy. Jaune sighed actually looking a bit sad at the prospect of killing the tiny minx.

"After I gave you the chance to esca-!" Before Jaune could finish he felt something writhe in his abdomen and raise up. Finally, what could only be described as a beautiful white sun emerged from his mouth, Neo stared at the soul in awe her stomach growling just looking at the colossal meal. Without hesitation her tongue shot out wrapping around the delectable looking soul.

In an instant she pulled it back opening wide and swallowing the Arc's spirit whole. She could already feel it dispersing within her, the flavor of it rich and breathtaking, she smiled in satisfaction.

"So good, thank you for the mea-" Abruptly a heat speared through her abdomen and she clenched her waist, her stomach burned with an ungodly heat that only grew. Sweat began to trail down the petite demon's face as her skin begun to sting and burn patches of her usual supple skin dehydrating and drying before burning from the inside out. She coughed struggling to speak as smoke emerged. It was as if she was being cooked from the inside.

"Hot, 'cough' F-fire…" She felt her insides boil and bone char, and then finally she felt it the core of these hellish flames beginning to push up her mouth before emerging in a blast of flames engulfing her within an ungodly ball of fire.

What, what is this?

The flames broke through her cocoon spiralling in the air before shooting back to their host and slamming into Jaune's body. As the light returned to his eyes, he answered the desperate question the ice-cream themed demon had asked.

"That would be my glorious ability Sunshine." He swung then Crocea letting loose a small whistle as it tore through the air cutting the small demon in half and sending her flaming remains plummeting. Truthfully, he would've preferred not to kill her but leaving her to suffer his magic's flames was to cruel a fate.

Melanie could only stare in shock words escaping her as she looked to the man whose very visage made her tremble and blush alike. To kill both of those monsters and so easily too. He turned to her then and when she looked into his azure orbs, she saw it the same kindness in the smaller lesser man who'd aided them. It clicked then and she nearly fell back.

"I-it can't be…" Jaune ignored her looking over to Yang.

"Yang, there are some things I wish to discuss but for now you seem to tired, rest and well speak at sundown." Yang nodded knowing it was pointless to argue with her fellow blonde when he was like this.

"Good, in the meantime I'll take care of those pesky demons who followed these two bugs." He looked to Melanie then.

"Your sister, does she look like you." Melanie paused before nodding slowly.

"I see… I will return with her body in tow. It is the least a fellow knight deserves." Before she could speak he leapt, soring into the air like a bullet.


Melanie looked to the sight before her in shock, standing there was a man in torn apart rags leaving him nearly nude. Yang patted Melanie's back as she held the slowly awakening fox.

"Let me introduce you, this is the Lion Sin of Pride Jaune." Said boy looked away blushing trying his hardest to cover himself, all except for the red tattoo covering his entire back which he almost seemed to don proudly.

"H-hello."

"When the suns up he's the strongest guy you'll ever meet, cockiest too. But a night he fun-size."

"Yang!" Said brawler laughed amused at her fellow blonde's whines until said boy looked over to her, abruptly his face adopted a rather serious tone as he made his way over to her. She watched as he reached into his torn up pants retrieving a urn and presenting it to her. Melanie looked at it for a second before recalling his daytime's words, she swallowed and received it hands trembling as she took it. she looked to him seeing sympathetic kind cobalt looking back to her a hand gripping her shoulder.

"She was a good holy knight, I only wish I could've met her in life." Melanie shook at the praise for her sister before nodding.

"Thankyou…" He smiled to her before in Yang fashion said brawler interrupted the two.

"Yo VB you said you had something to talk to me about?" Jaune bristled before looking her way.

"Oh right! Yang I could desperately use your help." The Fox sin smirked teasingly.

"oh, is it about Weissy?" Jaune sighed nodding.

"Yea- I mean no! Craterface and the others, where are they, are they safe, what are they doing?" Yang sighed dejectedly.

"Sorry VB afraid I can't really help you there, me and the others have been split up for a minute, though knowing Rubes and Weisscream they're probably planning to strike back at the demons." Jaune fell to his knees.

"I-I see…"

"So that's all you wanted to talk to me about?" Jaune looked up shaking his head.

"No actually there's something else, I mean don't get me wrong I'm happy we don't have to hide anymore, after all seeing the others after so long has me happy but there sorta something I could use your help with Yang."

"What's up?" She watched at the frail blond twiddled his thumbs.

"Well you see, I have an associate whose been helping me out who I had to deliver some alcohol to, originally I'd intended to carry it myself in daytime but… anyways, think you could help?" Yang looked to all the barrels and cringed.

"that's like at least twelve trips man, seriously come on, I'm sure they'd be willing to wait a few hours for you to go all superboy on us. Jaune adopted a rare serious look as he rose a fist in the air.

"I won't do it! This'll be my final job as a proud bar owner and I've already given my word!" Yang sighed before Jaune pulled out his trump.

"Do it and I'll make so many strawberry sunrises you'll be able to swim in it." Yang's eyes lit with excitement as she smirked.

"You know just what to say to a woman don'tcha Ladykiller." Melanie deadpanned.

"Seriously?" Yang shrugged.

"Hey you haven't had one of his drinks." Melanie rolled her eyes.

"Um, miss Malachite?" She looked to him.

"I'm sorry for any inconvenience this may cause you." she looked to the blonde lowering his head and sighed.

"Your fine, I owe you a lot actually. So I might as well help out, we're fellow holy knights after all." Jaune looked to her nodding tears in his eyes.

"Thankyou, if you ever need anything feel free to ask and I'll come running, you have my word and a Arc never goes back on that." Melanie smiled as the shrimp turned away.

So this is the Lion Sin of Pride? Huh, I should be kinda let down yet…

She recalled his comforting hug and sacrifice for them and finally his lack of hesitation to defeat the demons and retrieve Miltia's corpse. A blush came then.

Dammit! Why is it always a Sins?!