Summary: When a certain sin called 'Lust' escapes and finds herself in
Cephiro, she decides to do a little damage. Which enables her to get all
the guys? And gets them to kill the three Magic Knights?
Tenshi (I know I call myself different things in different fics. But they
all refer to me.) : Just enjoy. My idea of a villain.
A long long time ago, when the world was created, came a pair of
sisters. Two of them were identical with the exception of their hair and
eyes. They were named Light and Dark.
Light and Dark had almond shaped eyes, heart shaped faces, perfectly
sculpted features and a body to die for.
Light had golden eyes that sparkled whenever she smiled. Her lips
were a pale pink and her long hair silver-ish. Her hair was once said to be
made from moonlight, her eyes of the sun and her lips from the cherry
blossoms, which was her favourite flower. Like her favourite flower she
brought smiles to others. She was the happiest person one could imagine,
her life bright and cheery. She was innocent and loveable. Her life was
spent teaching others how to be happy, relaxed. How to have fun. To feel
excited, to be motivated. She loved everyone and everything, especially her
sister Dark. She was a joy to be with, a guiding light, everyone felt safe
under her care.
Dark had dark brown eyes, like soft browns of a deer. Her raven locks
were as long as her sister's, to her feet. Her hair was said to be made of
the pitch-dark sky, her eyes like molten bronze, her lips a soft shade of
red, like her favourite flower, the rose. Like her sister, she also had the
character of her favourite flower. A rose has thorns to protect itself, to
prick others who were tempted to try and pluck it. A rose has it's revenge.
She wasn't always revengeful or anything. She was just certain that if you
offended her, she'll never forget. 'An eye for an eye.' she used to say.
Light had always replied with, 'Live and let live,' She taught others how
to be cautious, to be disappointed, to feel stressed. To experience agony,
to under go pain, to regret. But people hated her; in return she hated the
world. This world had created her to teach them but the people had hated
her for it. She hated everyone and everything, with the exception of Light.
She loved her sister, for she was her light.
Generations past by, their descendants inherited different qualities
from them. Dark had seven children, the 7 deadly sins. Light had 7 children
too. Each of Dark's children wrecked havoc in the mortal world, and each
one of Light's children had to curb their destructions. All 14 of them were
destined to be together, forever, existing on a different plane from Earth.
That plane was... Cephiro. When the rune gods left to help fight Zagato,
one of them escaped. She was called, 'Lust'. And she was going to get her
revenge, by getting the pillar system, so that even her nemesis, Love,
would not be able to capture her again. But first she needed a body; she
was only a wandering soul now. Taking shelter at an abandoned temple, she
waited for her prey to appear.
Not long after, a young girl with short purple hair around her
twenties, walked past using the short cut. Lust's lips curved to form a
smirk. A sudden shroud of black mist surrounded the girl. Her body shook
helplessly, like a puppet under Lust's manipulation. Soon, she fell, her
emerald eyes never the same again. The black mist entered the body, the
body changed to take on her true form.
Long straight silky raven locks fell to her knees. Her skin was
smooth and pale, her cheeks rosy. Her body was well toned, one would call
it perfection. She was as tall as Presea, and was dressed in a tight black
sleeveless leather top that showed her belly. She wore ebony gloves, and
the same coloured combat boots. She wore a long drapery skirt that showed
off much of her voluptuous figure. She hung a cloak around her neck, pale
silver-ish in colour. In one hand she held her staff, which was silver and
clasping a black orb. Golden dragons and phoenix adorned the staff. She
raised the hood of her cloak to cover her head and the rest of her body.
She finally opened her eyes, they were the exact one that belonged to her
mother, and the soft browns of a deer. Long lashes framed those enchanting
orbs. She smiled again. It was too easy, too easy... Then her cloak covered
her entire body.
Then she headed for the castle. Someone at the hut next to the
castle, who had brown bang that kept covering his eyes, greeted her. He was
as tall as she was. Lust's smile grew wider, he was weak, and he would be
an easy prey.
"What are you doing here?" he asked.
"I'm lost, and I thought I could find some shelter in here..." her
angelic voice quivered.
"Oh. Well, uh... you could uh... stay in my hut with me if you don't
"Thank you so much!!" she replied excitedly. Then she hugged him, as
if on impulse. She broke away blushing, "Sorry..." Noticing how flushed his
face has became. Using the same technique, she grabbed his hand and pulled
him towards the hut, chatting happily about how pretty it was.
"Why don't you remove your cloak?" he asked as they entered the small
"Okay... My name is Tenshi, what's yours?" she lied convincingly, her
voice still light and cheerful. She removed her cloak placing it on a
nearby table, she looked the same as before, her clothes had changed
though, her staff had also vanished. She was dressed in a pale azure dress.
It had long sleeves and a simple bodice. Around her neck hung a pendant of
a small black orb. The dress covered her feet; she had on white gloves and
white boots. She smiled back at him.
Apparently stunned by her beauty, he didn't reply for a moment.
"Hello?" she asked, waving her gloved hand in front of his face.
"I... uhh IamAscot." he stumbled across his words.
"Sorry, I think I didn't catch your name there." she joked, "Was it
"Ascot. I mean, uh, my name's Ascot." he stuttered once again. Deep
down he was thinking, 'She's as pretty as Umi. No way, no one is a pretty
as Umi, what am I thinking?"
"Kawaii! Do you need help with anything?" she asked, still acting as
the 'cute, innocent' kind of girl. While her thoughts were on other things,
'He loves someone else, but it's unrequited love...'
"Tenshi? Are you listening?" he asked waving his hand in front of her
"Sorry, blanked out there, I was thinking of my family." Her eyes
started to fill with tears, her pretty face rumpled into a mask of fake
sadness. "I just had to get it out of my system..." 'What am I suppose to
do? I've never comforted crying girls before...' he thought frantically
thinking of the sobbing girl next to him. On impulse he gingerly placed his
arms over her. Her head lied on his shoulder, sobbing into his shirt.
Somehow she managed to choke out the story of her childhood trauma. "My
mother died when we were really young. Our dad abandoned us." she sighed
shakily. "My siblings and I were thrown into prison and we were tortured, I
was saved with the help of my brothers and sisters but I couldn't save
them! I was so useless..." then her voice hardened, in an icy tone she
continued. "They executed them that night for letting me go." She raised
her head to meet his, "This is the story of my life." She didn't lie this
time with the exception of the death of her siblings. Her dad had abandoned
her mom and she would never forgive him for that. Her emotions were true,
her grief genuine. His emerald eyes widened, and he had thought his
childhood was bad. "I'm sorry."
"What for? It wasn't your fault, thanks for your shoulder... Ascot."
she didn't expect him to apologise. Her surprise wasn't faked too. It had
been so long since she has met any decent man, so long... All of them
lusted over her body; she had forgotten how it felt like to be loved.
Correction, she had never experienced love. She felt warm inside, to her
surprise she also felt content which was something she hadn't felt for a
long time. 'This man is a good guy, maybe... I should turn back and stop
now...' Then she recalled how her mother had died. She was only 8 then...
~~ Flashback ~~
"Come here..." she gasped as she beckoned her youngest daughter to
her. Dark ran her fingers through her hair. Out of all her children she had
adored little Yuki best. She wanted her to be pure, like snow. Thus the
name. "You must be strong now Yuki, do not grieve for your okaa. I haven't
done a good job. I didn't give you a proper family, a poor home, I'm
sorry..." Then her hand, which was reaching towards her daughter's face
fell. Her brown eyes never to be opened again. Yuki grabbed her mother's
hand and held it close to her heart. "Mother... wake up! Mother, you can't
sleep now! Mother... please wake up, wake up!" Her innocence shattered
that very moment, the little happiness she had left gone. Convulsing with
sobs, she lied next to her mother on the mat that was so thin she felt like
she was lying on the bare stone floor.
She felt so cold. Her other six siblings were huddled together at
another corner. She vaguely noticed her surroundings when the tears blurred
her vision. Four gray walls stared back at her. The only furniture there
was a couple of mats and some chipped cups. This was an abandoned house.
Rumor says that spirits haunted it; most people generally avoided walking
around here. She fell asleep, her hands firmly clutching her mother's.
Yuki saw this massive figure leaving, his shadow growing smaller with
each footstep echoing from the far off distance. "Father! Father!" her tiny
voice quivered as she realised that he wasn't coming back. He had taken all
their money, all their valuable possessions, leaving them in a state of
poverty one couldn't imagine. Her mother had to work and scrimp and save
just for them to get by.
A sudden jerk woke her from her usual nightmare, wiping the tears
from her eyes; she noticed with alarm that her mother was gone. She ran out
of the house in frenzy, hysterical that her beloved mom wasn't with her
anymore. Her siblings stood over a pile of dirt, looking solemn. "NO!!!!"
she shrieked at the top of her lungs. "No... no... no..." They had buried
her mother. She clawed away at the dirt, the mud, the rain poured down on
her. Her hand full of cuts and bruises refused to stop, blood dripping into
the soil, ruby stains washed away by the rain. Her brother, Takashi, tried
in vain to get her away. He gave up trying, instead he stood over his
little sister with his shirt shielding her from the rain. Their brothers
and sisters followed his example and Yuki cried her heart out on that
little mount of dirt. On that day, she finally realised how much she loved
her brothers and sisters.
By the time she was 12, she was selling her body out in the street.
Time and time again, men paid to ravage her body, their disgusting hands
exploring, humiliating every single portion of her body. They made her lick
their forbidden area till they were hard; she had to suck all that
disgusting semen, choking her throat. The bitter taste lingered there till
this very day, she hated them but she had to do it. The first time someone
entered her, she was bleeding for days, she was hurting, and no one cared.
The memory haunted her deeply.
(Please, the following content is sexual. If under aged or you're disturbed
by such material, DON'T READ!)
~"Come here, little girl, I paid you, you can't back out now!" he
demanded as she tried to wriggle out of his grip. She looked at her brother
for help. Takashi looked sadly at his sister as he left the room. At that
moment she felt betrayed, a pang of hatred so strong. He had left her to
He pushed her on the bed, all the time she was crying. He looked
hungrily at her, "Your first time eh? Don't worry, it won't hurt!" as he
continued to remove her shirt. She struggled but he was much more powerful
than she was. He toyed with her shorts before removing that as well.
Planting kisses along her stomach he moved north towards her breasts.
Feeling her up, he removed her bra, tickling a nipple. His mouth moved to
the other, and he sucked, just sucked. Disgusted by the pleasure she was
feeling, she tried not to notice, as it grew hard.
Then he undressed himself, his head going lower, to her groin and his
tongue licked everywhere, grunting he moved on top off her. She could feel
that he was hard, and hot. Without any warning he plunged inside her. She
cried out gripping him tightly, protesting weakly. He did it over and over
again; still she lay limp underneath him. When she woke up, he was gone and
there was blood on the sheets.~
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All of her siblings had gone into similar trades. They had to be
concerned for themselves. When they couldn't take it any longer they took
up a deal offered by the devil himself. They gave up mortality to be
powerful. To take revenge! They wrecked havoc on earth and of course good
had to retaliate. They have been imprisoned ever since. Of course that
wasn't the only reason why she detested Love. She had seen her dad, with
Light, being their daddy.
She hated them to the core. It was their fault. They took away her
dad, they killed her mom, and they made her into someone who lives for
vengeance. Someone who has never been loved nor cherished. And she would do
anything for revenge.
~End of flashback~
She smiled angelically at Ascot, who looked even more confused. He
was hers for the taking.