Slaves To Substance

Author's Point Of View:

Envy walked into the door of the very huge yet secluded hunt laboratory with a red broken nose, a snapped wrist, aching broken ribs, and a bruised body. Her machete was held tightly in her good hand and a cold scowl was on her face. She wasn't going to give up on getting Reira. She wanted those time fruits, she wanted that power, she wanted Reira to rot. To suffer. To die.

"Did you find her..?" A young women came up to Envy, brushing off some lint on her grey cut out long sleeved skater dress. Her name was Lust and she was a comrade of envy's. She wanted to to get her hands on Reira too. She felt the need to fulfill an unspiritual desire. And that was to absorb a time spore herself. Envy gently pressed her fingers on the bridge of her nose and popped the bone back into place as she felt the pain start to numb. It wasn't broken anymore.

"I did. She was at a park with some boy. But, she fucking knocked me out and ran off with him." Envy stated as she frowned angrily. Lust's sly light green eyes twinkled with a sudden gleam of small shock.

"A boy?. ." She asked envy with a hint of wonder in her tone. Envy nodded and leaned against the wall as a scientist came up and started treating her wounds.

"Yeah. Tattoos, stretched ears, piercing below his right eye. He's tall. I'd say maybe about six feet tall compared to her. I don't fuckin' know." Envy muttered to her comrade who's eyes showed slight excitement.

"Oh envy. You don't know what this could possibly mean." Lust sighed happily with a Malicious smile. Envy raised her thick eyebrow as the scientist lifted her white bloodstained t-shirt halfway and stuck a needle in her rib area, injecting a liquid that would quickly heal the sturdy girl's fractured ribs in an instant. Envy didn't even flinch.

"What are getting at. .?" Envy asked slowly as the scientist took out the needle and slid down her shirt and gently grabbed her wrist and stuck the needle into it, pushing in the rest of the liquid for that broken bone as well.

"It meeans the girl could have given the boy a spore, or perhaps the boy could be immortal himself?. .maybe even rare too. .? We could always take in a little more then one piece of immortality. ." Envy's other comrade Gluttony chimed in with an excited and wicked grin as his white and red eyes twinkled with hunger and excitement. Gluttony loved to take action of taking to much of something in.

Envy let out a small 'ah. .' As an immoral grin slipped on her face. They were right. Maybe Reira isn't the only one who needed to be brought back to the hunt. .

"You're right. . We must go tell father about this." Envy spoke as her wild grin grew wider. "Father" was envy's creator. Envy was never born. Nether were the others. They were created. Father was a rather powerful person who was compared to some sort of philosopher, when really he was just a man who had a little to much ambition within his being.

"Are we going to tell greed, sloth, and wrath??" Lust spoke as they headed down the long corridor towards father's domain.

Envy let out a small 'hmph'. Sloth was lazy and slow at things. Envy didn't even think he cared about living or dying with or without the time fruit in his hands. She rolled her eyes.

"Sloth is careless and lazy. We're not telling him. There's no use. He wouldn't even care. And father won't let wrath out of that dark room he's in. For god's sake the man is locked in chains and is monitored on surveillance! He's to crazed. Wild. Untamed. Upset. vengeful. He'll be put to rest soon. I know it. Father has had it with that one. And soon it'll be six of us. No longer seven. Unless he cleans up his act." Envy exclaimed as gluttony and lust muttered amongst each other in agreement.

The three couldn't keep a evil smile off of their faces. They were eager to spout out the news to their creator. Very eager. They decided to tell greed later and cut to the chase of the plans of their next attack on the immortal and her little mysterious friend.

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