COLD

10: A

A female stepped out from the shadows, a long kitchen knife in her hands.

"My name is Mammon, but I go by Lee Ji-Eun," she twirled her knife in her hands.

"Greed, you're the Sin of Greed." Namjoon was knowledgeable in the Supernatural, and knew who, or what he was dealing with. He turned to Jungkook.

"Quick, decrease your body temperature."

Jungkook gave him a puzzled look.

"You don't know how to change your body temperature?"

"I only know how to increase it."

Namjoon sighed, defeated.

"Her weakness is the cold, so you have to lower it below 0 degrees."

Ji-Eun chuckled and made her way towards the two.

"You're quite smart, for a recently converted vampire. But there's a reason why i brought you here."

She raised a hand and made a pushing gesture. Namjoon's chair dragged along the floor and slammed into Jungkook's.

"If you try to lower the temperature, your friend here will freeze and die first."

Jungkook cursed silently. Who was this bitch, and what the hell is the Sin of Greed?

"Jungkook, you have to do it. Whatever she's planning to do, it's going to end the world."

Namjoon looked into Jungkook's eyes, silently giving him consent.

Ji-Eun traced Jungkook's jawline with the knife, nicking his skin. Drops of blood formed on his pale skin.

"Oh Namjoon, you should worry about yourself first. When was the last time you fed?"

He closed his eyes and licked his lips. He hasn't fed for at least 3 days. His thirst for blood was scratching at his throat but Namjoon had been enduring it, until now. The scent of Jungkook's blood, dripping down his chin.

His throat burned.

Ji-Eun cut a rope off Namjoon, allowing him to turn his head back.

Jungkook tried to teleport again, but a jolt went through his body, earning a yelp from. More blood streamed down his neck.

Namjoon's fangs pricked his lips, aching for blood.

"Damn you, you bitch!" Namjoon cursed. "I'll suck you dry once I get out of this!"

Ji-Eun just laughed.

She kneeled down in front of Jungkook, staring into his eyes. She rammed the knife into his abdomen and twisted it.

Jungkook screamed loudly, the pain coursing through his body. His white shirt slowly turned red as blood seeped through the fabric.

Namjoon squeezed his eyes shut, resisting the urge to burst through his ropes and bite into Jungkook's neck.

"Hyung... I can't... I can't heal." Jungkook panted. His energy was draining fast and the blood loss wasn't helping him.

"Just do it, bite me."

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Seokjin closed his flip phone shut and threw it at the couch.

"Why isn't that fucker Namjoon answering the phone?" Seokjin ran his hands in his hair and ruffled it.

"That was Lust, right? If I'm not wrong, usually Lust is accompanied with Greed. Maybe it has taken them?" Yoongi suggested.

"I hope you're wrong." Jimin pulled out his gun and checked the cartridge. "I only have four Blessed bullets. Should be enough."

Hoseok put a hand on his gun and lowered it.

"You can't kill a Deadly Sin even with a Blessed gun."

"But I can slow it down enough for me to dig out its heart." Jimin holstered his gun and made a crushing gesture with his hands.

Yoongi backed away into his room. Jimin followed him closely. He observed as Yoongi pulled out a bag from under his bed and unlocked it. Opening it, Jimin gasped softly as he saw what it contained.

Guns, knifes, whips, all kinds of weapons. He swore he saw a grenade launcher.

It looked more like a bag filled with torture sex-toys.

It probably is, knowing him. Jimin thought.

Yoongi turned around, realising Jimin was behind him, a digusted look on his face.

"These aren't sex toys."

"I bet they were."

Yoongi zipped up the bag and slipped past Jimin.

"Let's go save our friends."

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Author's note

Ha ha sike yall thought all the characters were introduced already? There's actuaLLY A FEW MORE

Secret secret

But the secret ones might play a part in the end