Chapter Two: Lust

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It was easy when I killed her. The bitch had it coming, showing more than necessary. Her breasts were practically falling out of her tiny, revealing top. Oh I wanted to become Envy and be her but she was dumb, priding her in her looks and skills. No! I wouldn't become Envy or Pride or Wrath but I did kill the girl I named for Lust.

I remember how I killed her. She thought that I was just stopping by to say a quick hello but she was wrong. I didn't. I had a sharp dagger with me. I had tied her up to a chair. I cut her open her top and watched as her tiny top fall and her breasts flop out. I had taken my dagger and had cut off her left breast. She screamed in pain as blood oozed out of the wound and onto her clothes and carpet. I didn't care. I held the flesh to her face, telling her about her sin, how she used it to get what she wants.

She cried and begged for her life to be spared but I ignored her pitiful cries and didn't spare it. I will not let her do this again. I threw the bloody flesh over my shoulder, making sure that the blood wouldn't stain my clothes. She yelled, calling out my name, telling me, begging me to stop. I didn't. I slapped her with the flat of my blade, leaving her cheek red with blood and scratched. Damn bitch deserves it. I had taken my dagger again and had cut off her right breast and watched as it also oozed. This time, I didn't toss it over my shoulder but had put it on her right shoulder, telling her that it was an improvement. By this time, her eyelids were starting to flutter as she was dying.

I watched as she looked at me with pitiful, pleading eyes. I laughed. I had taken my bloody dagger and circled to her back. Using my strength, I carved the name LUST in her back, watching as she arched like a slug to salt. Bitch, whoring herself out. It grossed me out every time she flirted with her body. I ripped chunks out of her "perfect" body and tossed them over my shoulder, spilling blood everywhere. She screamed in pain again as I reached her belly. Finally, I stabbed her in the heart and slit her throat. Not so pretty are you bitch?

Mai Valentine. That was her name. I hated her. She was Lust because of her body and of her attitude of herself. Mai, a perfect body. She was easy to kill. Want to know my next victim? He is Gluttony.

A/N: Flame if you want. It really doesn't matter to me.