Title: The Seven Sins go shopping.
Author: snowwinter486/Nyukisan21
Pairings: Not intentional.
Genre: angst.
Summary: Future Universe: in which our favorite ex-CP9 members find Spandam, and get there one wish. At the price of something else...
Disclaimer: I don't own One Piece or the character
A/N: BEWARE! THERE IS CHARACTER DEATH! AND SPOILERS!
LAST CHAPTER
How the Pigeon sees it.
Once upon a time, there was a group of people.
Six boys and one girl.
The largest man, with the pink hair, he was what we know as, Glutton.
And then, the slightly small, green-haired, round ball, well known as Greed.
The angry man, with long black hair, the wolf, he... he's wrath.
Then, was that beautiful blonde woman, the beautiful Lust.
Can't forget the long-nosed, square giraffe, ah yes, the one and only, Pride.
And then, his master. The one. The only.
The man with the curly black hair and black top-hat, the man that will turn into a leopard. The man, the only one that one knows of as Envy.
A truly special group. Ready to be called family, a family of weapons. No emotions, just gained orders and used them.
But, this is what really went on.
So, who knew that it was actually Greed, who wanted everything, came up with the scam, the one where it was like this...
"Hey everyone, chapapa!" he called, bouncing into the room, "I found out where Spandam is!" well, who wouldn't notice that the loud mouth wouldn't have said anything in the populated area and blow the cover?
That would lead to a simple point really: He wanted him dead, but, instead of going by himself, he went and told everyone else. He was scared.
Then, it came: "I didn't mean for them to die, chapapa!"
And then of course, was the Glutton, that selfish, selfish glutton.
Who, without a reason, just out of hunger, he walked out. He left. Instead of looking after his job with the group, watching for people to come and threaten their existence, he left.
For that selfish reason, came the next part.
"Get our of here BLUENO!" what he didn't know was simple.
That 'Blueno', who can open and close doors, was ready to open another door, grab the pink-haired male, and get out.
But what did happen: the pink-haired Glutton gave away positions, and thus, dead.
They can't deny it, not anything.
Especially when the Pigeon was watching and figured it all out. He's smarter than what most would agree on.
Then, of course, was that beautiful woman from before, the Lust. She didn't have to go, oh no, she didn't have to leave the group.
None of them did.
They, just for purely selfish reasons, and those reasons only, did stuff that they regret.
Like her, when she saw the others and didn't like it.
It was jealously.
All she wanted was love.
But what happens when she thinks that they only love her for her awesome body? She leaves them. Out in the cold sidewalk.
If it was her precious one, it was her that was thrown out.
Thus, it was the second time she was thrown out.
The third time? She just left. Like what she does to all her...
Flapping off into a prison hole, we see a depressed wrath.
One that, no matter what, would never forgive himself. One that, will always have wrath.
Although he was loved for it, and sometimes hated, sometimes, one was to wonder, "Really?"
Even his own consciousness would scream at him, throw a tantrum, do something, really!
But what happens when the subconsciousness just drops, becoming dead-weight, dragged around, lost, and...
Why did Wrath just slump over?
Didn't he understand?
Why didn't he understand the simple thing that they were waiting. All of them.
For them to come together and laugh once more. To come together and fight once more, to be well...
A prideful man would lead to one of two things: A giraffe, or stupidity, often rushing head-on to insanity.
However, this case is special, this man, becomes a giraffe, stupid, and moves on to insanity. Why do you think he's dead?
Now, if only Pride kept having his daily check-ups, and told the group, he would probably be alive.
The disease he had? It was cured within a week he was infected and came open about it.
So, the doctor waited, and waited for the day the long-nosed male would walk in and say, "Is there still not a cure available?" just to save one life.
But no, instead of getting proper care, instead of getting the medicine, instead of anything.
The man had a death. A death that his friends, no, family, mourned over. At least the ones alive.
Now, a cure to this disease, is yourself. To surrender yourself to the passion, to your pride. That's when you have lost it. But, before you fade into the darkness completely, reach out, even if it's just slightly.
Someone will pull you back, just wait...
And wait...
Which brings everything to the master. To the unnamed leader.
To Envy.
He was strong, he was loved, he was smart, he was everything in one, from awesome hair to an eight-pack.
But, for someone that was everyone's role model in one time or another, the one that everyone else envious of.
Then, who but himself is he to be jealous of?
That's right.
EVERYTHING.
And then, he's left with the final moments.
Whether it be of his best friends or anything else.
Whether it be the fact that he wanted to lip-smack someone, or the fact that he would refuse to admit that simple fact.
The fact that he was in love.
Love with his own self, love with his family. Only moments too late.
And now, our favorite white Pigeon is left with one mission.
To bring them all together.
It's a shame really.
Out of millions of people, these seven were the most human.
After all, only humans can care, hate, love, envy, fight, laugh, cry, kill, save, lie, all at the same time.
Despite what anyone would say. It's law. No one can deny it, they'll try to break it, but unable to deny it.
Weapons don't have emotions.
That's the very reason why this group is special.
The worst part about all this is very, very simple...
They are out of stock.