Chapter Four: Pride

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A/N: Thanks for the reviews. I know that this story is bloody but hey, it is a mature horror fic. I did warn you guys. Alright, time to kill of Pride.

I waited for Pride to come home. She was late but I waited patiently. Pride. She had way too much of it. Pride in her friends, pride in her skills, and pride in her speeches. I didn't like those speeches. Lust didn't, Envy didn't and I'm sure that neither did a lot of other people. Finally Pride came home. I had picked up a wooden bat and knocked it over her head with it, knocking her out cold. Using rope, I tied her to a chair and woke her up. She didn't understand why she was tied up or why I was in front of her.

She asked me why she was tied up and why I was just standing there, not helping her out. I grinned and pulled out a dirk, making her squirm. I ran the cold blade up and down her muscled thighs, telling her that her sin, the one called Pride. She had too much pride in her life. Friends, skills, speeches, it was sickening sweet. Her legs, strong and muscled; they were her biggest weakness, not her friends. I stabbed one of her legs, watching the blood ooze out and gurgle. She screamed and called out for help. No one came to her rescue.

I cut my way down her legs, ripping muscles and tendons. She screamed and cried. The pain was too much for her to bear so I cut off her left foot. She began to shake with how much blood she had lost. No, I wouldn't let her die yet. I began to cut pieces of her leg off, hearing her scream her throat raw. In a way, she reminded me of Lust, the way she screamed. I didn't care though. I had completely removed her left leg off at the mid-thigh before staring on her next leg, giving it an equal amount of pain and misery. Once she was legless, I looked in her eyes, red from crying, and her face red from screaming. I could tell that she had screamed and yelled her throat raw, unlike Lust and Gluttony.

She was moving her lips, mouthing out words to help her. Oh I helped her enough. I had told her about her sin. She was Pride. I hated it but at least that it wasn't my sin. She would probably live if I let her go on now, but I didn't. She has a sin and she has to represent for Pride. I carved her sin in her neck, letting everyone know what her sin was. She died from blood loss. Tea Gardner, the Pride sinner. My next victim is Envy.