Chapter Eight: Wrath

Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh or I would turn it into a horrible mess by giving it lemons, horror and it would never ever be edited for little kids, sorry.

A/N: Thank you to all of my fans, especially Patly Shuen. I'm glad that someone has figured out my little mystery and has complimented my work. Arigato Patly. Anyways, on with the fic, this one chapter is going to get me even more flames but hey, I don't care.

This sin was Wrath. Wrath hated to be called names and that would be his downfall. I had knocked him out with chloroform and carried him to a room with mirrors and screens. I had made sure that Wrath would die in a specific way I wanted him to. I had WRATH carved into his chest already so all I had to do was watch and wait. I had put a bat in the room with Wrath so that he could die the way I wanted.

On the mirrors, I had written the names that Wrath was called, knowing that he would get upset and break them all, shattering the glass and stepping in it. Normally when people step in glass, they get cut but Wrath won't die of blood loss, he'll die of poison. I laced the mirrors with the poison so that it would work. I watched as Wrath woke up. He looked in pain and was very confused. I love that look in my victims' eyes. Wrath then saw the mirrors.

Just as I had hoped and planned, he broke most of the mirrors but first with his fists then with his legs, screaming in anger. He stepped in glass as he broke the mirrors. Finally, he noticed the bat and picked it up, sharing our fingerprints. The bat was the same one I had used with Pride, Sloth and Greed and now Wrath was using it. Of course, this will mean that the cops will suspect him as the murderer instead of me but then again, that would raise questions. That didn't matter though.

I could tell that he was getting tired and that the poison was working. As Wrath beat his heart, the poison would go through his bloodstream and enter the heart. Because he was working himself hard, the poison would enter faster. It would rot his heart and any other organ, making him bleed from every hole in his body. Wrath was in pain but still continued to break the mirrors.

Wrath began to slow down; he dropped the bat several times and stumbled, already getting a nosebleed. He had collapsed to his knees, making them bloody as well. I could see from his face turn a disgusting color, making his eyes yellow, his lips purple and blue. Ugly splotches appeared on his bare arms like bruises, yellow and green. He began coughing up blood as he grasped his chest and throat.

Joey Wheeler fell face forward, letting his hair spread around his head. He was Wrath, the mutt, the second rate duelist. Now that the sins were gone, I had to go and confess for my crimes.

A/N: I know it's not what you were expecting but there it is, the Seven Sins. Don't fret, the killer will be revealed in the last chapter. Anyways, review and flame if you want. chlorophyll