PRISONERS OF THE SKY

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PART 1

PART 1

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Ahmya's eye twitched as she stared down at the blonde who had his head nuzzled in her crotch.

"Hm, the air smells good here," 

Her eyes flashed red and she brought her fist up but before it could make contact Hawk came to her rescue and probably the captain's.

"What the heck are you doing, you perv!"

Ahmya looked at the other sins as the captain mumbled to himself. "You'd think us being somewhat in a relationship would give me the right, but no~"

"He couldn't find a sky fish, King cause he was too busy looking in places like..." Ahmya trailed off seeing her somewhat of a lover groping her thighs before he was on her back and fiddling her boobs.

Steam came out of her nose as she seethed. Ahmya grabbed Meliodas' neck before dropping him onto her foot kicking him into, what she hoped was, oblivion.

"Excuse me for a moment, guys," Ahmya took out her wings before flying into the air and heading south.

She flapped her wings and increased her speed as she neared the ocean before diving the deepest pits.

Elizabeth blinked confused about where her friend went before a moment later a giant fish was next to the pile of other creatures.

"Is this okay?" Ahmya asked removing the seaweed off her front.

Ahmya, daughter of the king of hell and gatekeeper of heaven, has come to the borderlands of the kingdom because the captain of the seven deadly sins (former most wanted criminals in the land) wanted to catch a sky fish and cook it for King Bartra birthday.

Ahmya was the commander of hell's most competent and strongest team, the five kin of purgatory.

You do not want to go to purgatory.

Under the order of their commander, under the order of Meliodas, under the order of the King, they were to stay close to the Kingdom and help nearby villages from the demons. While she was forced to watch Meliodas learn to cook and it was getting bad, really bad.

It's an apple pie, just follow the recipe and even an idiot could do it.

Or so she thought as she drank the wine that Merlin pouted for her. Ahmya sat with her eyes closed wishing she was anywhere else in the world.

"First, we peel the skin"

"PEEL IT DON'T DESTROY IT!"

"NO, DON'T PICK IT UP!"

"Flour..."

"And a pinch of salt"

"THAT'S NOT A PINCH!"

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