The 8th Deadly Sin

The Family Truth

Soon after Truth stopped crying, Lust returned from her mission. "I can see confusion and sadness, in your eyes. Can I ask what's wrong?" Lust said, trying to see what was wrong.

Truth turned to her "not that I can tell you, no." "Don't make me get the 2nd commandment. He can read minds." Lust clarified.

Truth stared at Lust's eyes "I'm not capable of lying, but if the truth can hurt someone, especially one of you, the people I now know as family, at least I have the capability of being silent." Lust wouldn't let up "trust me, Wrath and I still believe Pride is innocent, and I don't think that any thing you're trying to keep from me is that bad, let alone worse."

"Are you sure that you won't overreact then?" Truth asked. Lust straightened out her face "try me, I absolutely dare you." Truth took a deep breath, released it, then spoke "Pride, he's my uncle, and neither of us knew. He figured out when he killed the previous King, and I figured out after I met him."

For the first time ever, she saw a fellow sin surprised. "I swore I'd see the day where we would need the Truth, Sorrow, and Trust hilts being used before I would have met any of Pride's family, and you're telling me that you're his niece." Lust said more surprised then when Truth found out.

"What happened to not overreacting?" Truth asked Lust. Lust ignored her question "you know what this means. We can get Pride back, we can overthrow the King, and restore your royal blood line."

"What are you talking about Lust? You're kind of scarring me." Truth said whimpering. Lust kept rambling on "even if Pride isn't the first in line, if we take the kingdom back, he'd be glad to take the thrown back from those Lucifer bastards, and bring back the name. The name Emmanuel, the savior and pride of Greyhaul."

Lust got a yellow look, like a serpent's, in her eyes. Then, in the corner of her eye, Truth saw someone. They were covered in a light brown cloak, and walked in front of Lust.

Truth couldn't move her head, or any other part of her body. Lust didn't notice this figure, even when it got close enough to touch her. The figure blew into Lust's ear, and she fell asleep.

Then the figure walked over to Truth. "If you keep telling people, they'll act so differently, but even less rationally then her." She knew who the figure was, it was Pride.

Truth still couldn't move, or even speak. Pride looked over at Lust "she's just sleeping, but when she wakes up she won't remember anything from at most an hour ago." Then he walked out of her sight, and Truth could move again, but no matter where she looked, she couldn't find any trace of Pride being there.