Sinners

The most deadly sin

The faint tapping of shoes can be heard down the long dark hallway, a dashing young boy walks into a room with a slight grin on his face. His beautiful golden hair goes down to his shoulders, his eyes are a beautiful sky blue. His slick leather jacket cuts off above the waist line of his faded jeans. His shirt is white and comes tight around his biceps, a long golden chain necklace with an upside down cross hangs down to his chest. On his right wrist is a black leather bracelet with a small piece of silver and the word 'Pride' in fancy letters engraved into it. He walks over to a dresser with a mirror and stares at himself posing from time to time "can't get any hotter than this" he grins and chuckles to himself taking his jacket and shirt off and tossing them aside. He closes his eyes then says a chant under his breath, a sound can be heard, like bones cracking. When he opens his eyes again they're pure white, black horns that spread apart from each other at the base and come closer at the tips have appeared on his head. Giant like wing have sprouted from his back, they are similar to a bats wings, he stretches them out, bones crack and pop as he does so. A set of small sharp fangs have appeared where his once perfect canines and molars had been, he picks a mirror up and runs his tongue along his teeth, a red glow shines from under him and the dresser shakes and wind blows papers off the dresser and bed, he walks over to his full body mirror and blows himself a kiss then turns his back to it and falls in. Everything returns to normal as if nothing had happened.