This is a world in which humans and other beings have not yet been divided. This is a story of ancient times. The war between the Kingdom of Liones and the Ten Commandments has temporarily ceased. However, the vanguard continues to renew itself and the ashes of a new war are heating up. But now our heroes are here...

...The Seven Deadly Sins are here!

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Chapter XI
A Hidden History

"Victoria? Victoria!" the pig nudged the black haired goddess sprawled carelessly on the ground. Cold sweat made its way down her face as she tossed and turned violently, trapped in an unfortunate nightmare. Poking her, Hawk flinched away at the sudden heat emanating off of her collapsed form. "Eeek!" he screamed, running around in a circle in an attempt to cool off.

"I nearly turned into a roasted pig!" he shrieked, taking a tentative step towards the brunette. Now he was faced with a problem, how to get Victoria to wake up? Thinking, he spoke aloud, "I need Meliodas... Alright, looks like it's time for the Knight of Scraps Disposal to make his debut!" he revved his foot on the ground before swiftly charging at the metal bars trapping them.

"Rolling Ham Attack!" the pink boar yelled curling into a quick ball and smashing the door down. "Ha! That door was no match for me! Now to get Victoria," he declared, turning around to reclaim the fallen girl.

Smack! Hawk ran straight into a strange light barrier, spikes now blocking the cell entrance. "Huh?! What gives?!" he complained, wincing in pain. Marching forward, he nudged the makeshift wall blocking him from the goddess. "...A barrier?" he muttered, touching the forcefield. It rejected him, blasting him two walls down behind him.

A strange voice echoed throughout the dungeon, "Leave now," it warned, a strange presence filling the thin air.

"EEEEK!" he screamed, conking out of it for a second. Putting on a brave face, he glanced around as he stood, trying to find the source. Meliodas and the others weren't here at the moment, so it was up to him to protect Victoria. "Look here, Lady! I don't know who you think you are... but I need to get Victoria and leave!" he refused.

"Foolish mortal. Take your chance and leave this place. Poultry is not welcome," the ominous voice boomed from all sides of the dark hallway. Hawk snorted in fury.

"This poultry has got a power level of 3000! Flee while you can peasant!" he retorted obnoxiously. That was right... Merlin had told him that was his power level. Still, he'd better check Balor's Power Eye to see what the heck this weird voice's was. Not that it could hold a candle to him anyway.

"...No way..." Hawk flinched in fear at the stats before him, "This thing has got to be broken..."

"Now do you realize where is it that you stand, Pig?" the feminine sound echoed, penetrating his ears.

"Its number is..." he stared in shock, "70,000?!"

This... could be a problem, the boar realized.

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Victoria didn't know where she was.

Floating in a strange abyss of darkness, she couldn't move. She couldn't breathe.

Choking for air, she coughed violently, a dark red liquid spilling into the air from her mouth. Vaguely, she wondered what was going on outside. She knew she could hear Hawk's voice, but a strange woman's voice could also be heard, blocking out her thoughts. She hoped that he would be okay.

"Please, Lancelot!" a female begged in the distance, "Please, just kill me!" the woman asked.

Who? She didn't know.

A shrill shriek pierced the air.

"Mom!" she yelled suddenly, reaching through the darkness. Mom? What had she just yelled? Was that voice really her mom's?

Twisting in the air, she turned on her side, finding her own bloodied face staring right back at her. She wretched, her food spilling into the darkness below her. Wiping her mouth with her sleeve, she turned back towards the figure dead before her.

Upon closer examination, it did look exactly like her. Only this one wasn't a her floating with Victoria in the abyss. This person was male, his dark bluish black hair spilling carelessly over his face, a piercing electric blue eye searching through her dark soul. A question seemed to be asked with those dead eyes, the other, an empty black with blood flowing from its centre.

Why had you lived while I died?

Shivering, she realized that she didn't know the answer.

"YVAIN!" the hysteric voice shrieked again, a feeling of dread setting into her stomach.

That voice was her mother's she believed. So then this was...

She didn't know she had one. Had, was the operative word.

Wherever it was that she was, her father seemed to be on the outside. A memory? She guessed off the top of her head. If so, it must have been subconscious then. 

Suddenly, the boy disappeared.

"AHHHHH!" a voice screamed in agony, breaking her out of her thoughts. It was her mother's, it sounded.

"MOM!" a duo of fearful tones rang out in a horrific harmony. One was hers and the other's... was...

Hers? She didn't know how but it seemed like it was. A gut feeling made it clear in her mind that this had happened before, telling her so.

"Please... Meliodas," a male spoke in his dying breath.

What? Meliodas? This one, surprisingly... didn't seem familiar.

"Promise me... that if you see my daughter... You'll protect her..." the voice of her deceased father begged.

A thought flashed into her mind. A phrase from her time with the Ten Commandments.

"I was the reason. But I didn't kill him." the melodic cold voice echoed through her head, a lingering confusion in its tone.

"I will," a voice, lacking empathy answered. It sounded disbelieving of what he, himself was saying.

"Thank you, Melio..." the speaker ceased abruptly.

Before her now, the fatally injured form of Lancelot Samael dwelled in the grass before her in a pool of his blood. His wings dyed red and broken, scattered around him. A reassuring smile, placed eerily on his face, almost as if he had helped someone before his untimely demise. The Fourth Archangel, disgraced on his grave.

A horrid scream of grief and immense rage released into the air.

A woman laughed, a booming sound demonic in her ear. Gleefully she spoke,

"Family member of the fourth, stands alone,

The Kingdom of Death, ascend the throne.

The Sun, a brilliant light shall pay,

Lest the clock ring, announce doomsday."

And then all went dark.

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"Well, well, well... This is a problem," the captain of the Seven Deadly Sins smirked, hands on his hips, "I thought we cleared up that you guys could trust me already? Don't tell me you still don't," he commented, avoiding the question.

"Lord Meliodas..." Elizabeth muttered. He glanced at her, flashing a quick smile.

Merlin's eye twitched, "Say, Captain, I'm starting to really want to know your relationship with Miss Samael now," she smiled suspiciously, "At any rate, for now, we will have to think of Victoria as an ally of ours. Any less and this may escalate into a disaster."

Baltra nodded. "For now, it would seem that Miss Samael will join the Seven Deadly Sins for the time being, until the safety of Britannia is assured."

Meliodas turned to the king, "By the way, Baltra," he started, expressionless.

"Yes?"

He grinned, "I was thinking... How about Victor joins the Seven Deadly Sins instead?" he suggested.

"Captain?" Diane queried in confusion.

"You don't mean..." King trailed off in surprise.

"Yep, looks like us Deadly Sins will have a new member," he smirked.

"Ke~heh!" Ban laughed in amusement, "So you actually did go through with it, huh Cap'n?" he bent down to look at him.

"You bet," he nodded, high-fiving the sin of greed.

The King of Liones stroked his beard in thought, "Hmm, join the Seven Deadly Sins, huh? Alright then, as of this moment, Miss Samael is hereby declared an honorary member of the Eight Deadly Sins! The Devil's Sin of Treachery, Delizah! Are there any objections to this arrangement?"

No one had any. He cleared his throat, "Alright then, now for your first mission; the Eight Deadly Sins will venture to the Kingdom of Avalon and help them with whatever problem it is they're having. Is that understood?"

"Yes, Your Highness," they nodded.

With a smug grin, Meliodas turned to Merlin. "So Merlin, do you still want to know about Victor's sin?" he folded his arms behind his head in triumph.

"Unfortunately, I am now bound to the rules of the Eight Deadly Sins, Captain," she sighed resentfully. Smiling, she met his gaze equally, "You win this round, Captain. You won't be winning the next one, however."

"Glad you see it my way," he enjoyed the victory over the crafty mage.

"Now then, Miss Samael shall be instantly discharged from her imprisonment-" the king spoke.

The door slammed over with a sound thud. "Meliodas!" Hawk screamed from the entrance, surprising them all.

"Ah. Hawk, you're back," Meliodas acknowledged in mild shock.

"Gee, don't sound so excited," he commented sarcastically.

"Master," Ban blinked.

"Hawk-chan, what's wrong?" the third princess asked, stepping forward.

"Its Victoria! She's dying!" he declared, all trace of humour gone from his tone.

Meliodas ran out of the room.

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Death approaches the Eighth Deadly Sin!

After finally joining the Seven Deadly Sins, Victoria is confronted with a great surprise- Death knocking on her door! Is what Hawk says true and if so, can they save her? Will she die before realizing her newfound freedom?

Remember to vote, comment and tell me what you think!

~Nia