Chapter Six: Greed

A/N: Oh boy did I get flamed badly. I have a bar-b-qued butt now, thanks guess, I feel the love. Anyways, here's Greed.

It's too bad this sin had a good side to him. The good side was killed in a drive-by shooting, leaving Greed alone in the world. That made him fair game. Greed always stole happiness along with valuables. Greed is one of the strongest sins though he himself is not. He had been out stealing again and it began to tick me off. If no one were willing or able to stop him, then Greed would continue on with his little game. Greed was always stealing something. I had a special way of killing him. Greed would be greedy until his death.

I know his weakness was anything of value so I plan to kill him with gold. I had knocked him out with the same bat I had used for Pride but this time, it was when he went through an alley. I had hoped and prayed that no one had seen what I had just done. I had found an old warehouse in a dead end that had a perfect sized room to bury Greed. There was a room the size of a closet that locked from the outside and had a hole in the ceiling. With a pocketknife, I carved the name GREED into his palms, the palms that stole so much. I had set him in the closet and locked the door.

Within a few minutes, I had heard Greed wake up and started to banging on the door to let him out. I wasn't near the door though, I was in a room above the closet ready to kill him. I had told him that to stop banging on the door, it wouldn't give way to his might. He yelled and demanded that I open the door. No, I wouldn't let Greed continue with his little game.

I had melted gold into a giant pot and poured it in the hole. It had gone in Greed's hair, burning it and his flesh before hitting the floor. He screamed in pain and backed away from the melted metal as it fell. The molten gold was starting to burn his tennis shoes and he tried to get away. I had continued to pour the precious metal in the hole and listen to it hiss as it filled the closet. Greed was crying out for help as the gold began to touch his ankles through his jeans.

Greed was the slowest to die. I had poured the gold until it had reached Greed's waist. I watched as the flesh burned from the heat. Greed was in pain and he was dying. I had withdrawn the pot of melted gold in for water and poured it in the hole, cooling the gold and drowning Greed. With Bakura dead, I moved on to my next victim: Sloth.

A/N: Well, there I killed him off so now I'm going to get even more fangirls sending me flames. Don't worry about it, I'll just bounce back and keep on posting. Review.