Seven Devils Inside

CHAPTER 2

The Seven Deadly Sins stood in the abandoned warehouse, their nerves stretched to the breaking point. They had put all of their faith in this mysterious witch, hoping that she would be able to banish the demons that had been haunting them.

The witch began to recite an incantation in Latin, her ancient voice echoing off the walls of the warehouse. The Seven Deadly Sins couldn't understand the words, but they could feel the power behind them.

The warehouse began to shake, and suddenly the room was plunged into darkness. The Seven Deadly Sins could feel the energy in the room shifting as if the very fabric of reality was being torn apart.

And then, with a loud bang, the witch was thrown across the room. She hit the wall with a sickening thud and crumpled to the ground, motionless.

The Seven Deadly Sins stared in shock, unsure of what to do. Had the incantation gone wrong? Had they just killed the only person who could help them?

But as they approached the witch's body, they saw that she was still breathing. She was alive, but barely.

"We have to get her out of here," Pride said, his voice urgent. "We can't leave her here to die."

They quickly gathered the witch up and carried her out of the warehouse, not knowing where to go. They couldn't take her to a hospital - they couldn't risk attracting the attention of the authorities.

In the end, they decided to take her back to their hideout. It wasn't ideal, but it was the only place they could think of.

As they laid the witch down on a makeshift bed, they couldn't help but wonder what had gone wrong. Had they done something to interfere with the incantation? Or had the demons simply been too powerful to banish?

The witch stirred, her eyes fluttering open. She looked around, confusion etched on her face.

"What happened?" she muttered, her voice barely above a whisper.

"We don't know," Pride said, his voice laced with worry. "You were thrown across the room during the incantation. We thought you were dead."

The witch let out a weak laugh. "I'm not that easy to kill," she said, a hint of a smile on her lips. "But I'm afraid I can't help you anymore. The demons are too powerful. You'll have to find another way to banish them."

And with that, the witch closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep. The Seven Deadly Sins were left to wonder what their next move would be. They had run out of options, and the demons were getting stronger every day.

They knew that they had to find a way to stop them, or it would be too late.

The Seven Deadly Sins were on edge. They could see the shadows lurking in the corners of their eyes, even when they were wide awake. It was as if the demons were always there, just out of sight.

They tried to keep their minds occupied by running their club, but it was hard to focus when they knew that the demons were always watching. They were always on guard, never sure when the creatures would strike.

"We can't keep living like this," Envy said one night, as they sat in the back room of the club. "We have to find a way to stop these demons."

Pride nodded, his fists clenched. "We will. We just have to figure out how."

But as the days passed and the shadows grew darker, it seemed like they were running out of time. The demons were getting stronger, and the Seven Deadly Sins were running out of options.

They knew that they had to come up with a plan, and fast. They couldn't let the demons destroy them and everything they had built.

The Seven Deadly Sins waited anxiously as the knock on the door sounded again. They had no idea who could be on the other side, but they knew that it couldn't be good.

Pride slowly approached the door, his hand hovering over his gun. He took a deep breath and threw the door open, revealing a figure standing on the other side.

It was a man, tall and broad-shouldered, with piercing green eyes. He was dressed in all black, and there was a sly smile on his lips.

"Hello, Pride," the man said, his voice dripping with mockery. "I've come to collect."

Pride's heart sank. He knew exactly who this man was - the Pride demon. He had adopted the name of the deadly sin, and now he had come to claim what was rightfully his.

"What do you want?" Pride said, his voice tight.

The Pride demon chuckled. "I want what's mine," he said, his eyes flashing. "You may have taken my name, but you can't escape your fate. You are the embodiment of Pride, and you will serve me."

Pride's fists clenched at his sides. He knew that he couldn't take on the demon alone, but he couldn't let him take control either.

"I won't serve you," he said, his voice low and fierce. "I won't let you destroy everything we've built."

The Pride demon's smile faded. "Then you leave me no choice," he said, his voice cold. "I'll give you one last chance to come with me willingly. After that, I'll be forced to take you by force."

Pride knew that he had to make a decision. He could go with the demon and try to fight from the inside, or he could stand and fight. He looked around at the other members of the Seven Deadly Sins, knowing that they would follow his lead.

He took a deep breath and made his choice.

"We'll fight," he said, his voice steady. "We won't let you destroy us."

The Pride demon's eyes narrowed. "So be it," he said, his voice laced with anger. "But you won't win. You are nothing but mortal humans, and I am a demon. You have no chance against me."

But Pride knew that they had to try. They couldn't let the demons win. They would fight to the death if they had to.

As the Pride demon vanished in a cloud of smoke, Pride turned to the others. "We have to find a way to banish these demons once and for all," he said, determination in his voice. "We can't let them destroy us."

The Seven Deadly Sins nodded, their eyes blazing with determination. They would do whatever it took to save themselves and their city.