The Seven Deadly Sins

The Beginning

Robert Langdon was searching the realms for a new recruiter. His circle of seven sins currently had just six because of a... little accident... to call it such. The throne on Lust was empty and without someone to sit on it the number of sinners would decrease. He couldn't have that.

So our dear Satan connected to every realms energy as to find the perfect person for his team. He had to admit that it was harder than it seemed. There were allot of people that were having a huge apatite for sex but none of them was dark enough. None of them was clever enough. None of them had the potential of a real demon. They way too... weak.

He searched the land without magic as well, but the result was even worse. How could these people be so stupid? So indiferent to the world around them? They had to care. They had to care about people getting hurt. But they didn't give a shit. They were so careless... Thank God he didn't have to live there.

Going back to the most magical realm of all, the one where true magic was being created, the Enchanted Forest, he felt his blood boil... Something was tingling his fingertips... Making his head spin. So he transported himself at the source of the magic... A magic so dark he would have mistaken it with his own if it wasn't for the raffinate, feminine touch he felt.

He wasn't too surprised when he appeared it Cora Mills's house. She was certainly a dark sorceress, with allot of potential just... Not... In the sexual way. She didn't have the desire and the passion required.

He was more than surprised though when he ended up in a nursery filled with plush toys and sweet wood figures. The walls were white with light pink and purple flowers and butterflies. In the middle of the room was white cradle and hidden behind the white thin silk curtain was a small, fragile baby girl. She had night black hair and olive skin. Her pink plump lips were slightly parted and her hands were laying on each side of her round face.

Satan looked at her suspiciously. This inocent thing... It must be something else that brought me here. And yet the dark magic was coming out of her little frame in waves. He knew she was the one... But he couldn't help doubting her.

He stretched his hand forward in order to touch her cheek, but he was stopped by a low voice coming from a dark corner of the room. "I advice you to take your hand away from her. You wouldn't be the first one whose hand I cut off"

"Dark One..."

"Indeed, dearie. Now step away from her." He said as he came into the moonlight.

Satan turned around to face him "Or what? There is nothing you can actually do to hurt me."

"Is that a challenge?"

He knew Rumplestitskin had many tricks up his sleeve and that if he has something in mind he makes it real but he was the one in charge. He was Satan. The father of evil. The one who rules over darkness. "Of course not. But I'm really curious... What are you doing here. From what I know, this is not your child."

"Biologically? Not of course not." He smiled and came closer to the devil "But... She... Belongs... To me. So you better take your burned ass out of here."

"No." He closed the distance between them, their chests touching now. Satan had the advantage of hight but that never intimidated Rumple before and it certainly wouldn't now. Satan breathed in and in that second he knew all of Rumple's fears, scars, sins, dark intentions and desires. And he smiled. It always made him feel oh so powerful when he knew others thoughts. "You think this inocent little thing would cast your curse?"

The Dark One wasn't in the slightest surprised that Satan knew his plan. He knew far more about magic than others thought. "That's the prophecy. She is meant to cast my course." He looked at the baby, already sorry for the pain she'll have to feel. "A way or another... I'll make her do it." He turned back to the man in front of him. "And you are not getting your nose into my business!"

"Of course not. Do what you want with her. Just that I'll use her as well. You see... I need to replace a deceased demon of mine... And she is just perfect for the job."

He looked between the girl and Satan. "You want a baby to help you gather man in hell? Yeah, I'm sure she'll do a great job. I mean she could easily... Throw a tantrum and make them lose their temper. Great ideea. Mhm." As he talked he walked to the crib and was now looking upon the dark haired girl. He already cared for her too much. Shut off your feelings, Rumple! Stop showing weakness! He told himself.

"Keep laughing, Rumplestitskin. But she will one day be a great demon of mine. I'm sure of it." He wasn't. He was so much doubting it. Doubting her. But he couldn't tell that to the Dark One.

Rumple knew way better than to trust the devil. He had dealed with him before and he didn't like it one bit. He knew that Satan would hurt the girl at some point. Hurt her bad. Brake her. Turn her into an emotionaless creature. No. He wouldn't let that happen. If someone was gonna push her to her limits... It was gonna be him and no one else. Satan should know better than to fight against the Dark Ones desires.

"It would help you too you know? If she'd be my demon... She'd have a great amount of darkness in her. You wouldn't have to put much work into it. She'd be able to cast the curse sooner. Plus... How could you turn her into something so evil as to cast the dark curse? If you let me use her as well... She'd be connected to the circle, she'd automatically be dark. Then... Then she'd need just one more little push. It would be easier."

Rumple made his way slowly back to the devil and with each step he made... He gave his final answer. "Go... Away... and never... come back... with such offers... Out. Now." He was so close to Satan that he could feel his breath.

Robert, Satan, inhaled sharply. Maybe he hadn't been so sure about the girl's potential in the first place. But now... He knew she was special. He knew she would be his biggest trophy. "I'll vome back for her. And you will give her to me." He looked at the crib and asked "What's her name?"

Silence

"What's her name?!" He roared and the baby cried.

"Well.. now it's just a matter of seconds until someone walks in." But Satan raised his hand and the whole world stopped around them. "Or you can do that..."

"HER NAME!!"

"Nope."

"WHAT'S HER NAME?!?!?"

"Not telling."

His eyes were red by now and using his magic he connected to Rumplestitskin's mind in search of the girls name. He got even angryer when he realized that the shorter man was putting barriers to some certain informations as well as this little name. "I'll find her. I'll come back for her. I'll have her. I promise!" And he disappeared into thin air. Leaving a smirking Rumple behind. Time took it's usual course and Rumple had to hide back into the dark corner. A maid came in to calm the crying girl.

I'll protect you my little angel. He won't hurt you. I promise. Maybe he'll come back but he won't hurt you. Not as long as I'm alive. Rumple's got you.... Regina.. Regina.. Regina my dark angel.

The whole night heveybeen watching over her. Singing her lullabies and telling her stories. No one would ever hurt the girl under his watch.
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