The seven deadly sins. Chapter 3:Envy

[Buckeyemange]

For those of you that don't know of the 7 deadly sins, I suggest reading this page here, which will give you what you need. If you find any errors, please PM me with corrections, don't just flame and slander.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 1: Pride

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Mathew was always a mighty warrior. He was a killer of the mighty Tz-Tok-Jad, a slayer of Abyssal Demons, and wearer of armor of a warrior from the third age. He was a strong, muscle bound warrior. His brown hair fell before his eyes, covering his face from the judgemental eyes of those around him. His dragon blade seems a duller red then the others, covered in the dried blood of the slain.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

What Mathew suffered from, however, was pride. He was the best at everything, and no monster or fighter. At least, that's the way he thought. His blade was the ruler of all, and with it, he would slay anyone or anything.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The worst part was that he did it all on his own. Well, according to him. He didn't say that his friend had given him food to train, or didn't that the gods for answering his prayers. He did it all himself. He felt that he was more powerful then the gods themselves.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Gods disliked this attitude. They felt that the common man should thank his brothers and sisters, be honest and kind. They knew that they should put Mathew in his place, but they couldn't do it themselves. They knew another would have to do their bidding.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It was Peter, a god fearing man who's house in rimmington had an alter to each of the gods. His short hair was cut cleanly with none of the marks or scars the barbers most commonly left. His face was clean shaven, and brown, thoughtful eyes could stare into anyone's very soul.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He always prayed to all three, every morning, a sign that he was a servant to all of the gods. While praying to Saradomin, a light, a pure wonderful light, shined upon the statue of the god in the corner. Peter ran to the statue, and bowed before it.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Stand, Sir Peter, you are in the presence of the gods, yet your devotion to us has lead us to seek your assistance. You, Peter, are now a warrior for the gods!"

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Anything for you, great Saradomin!" Peter said, unable to hold back his emotion. He tried to cover it up. "Uh, I mean, I am under your command."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Allow me," Came from the statue, which suddenly morphed into the visage of Zamorak. "You are needed to strike down a warrior named Mathew, who needs to be put in his place. He believes he is greater then the gods, and he needs to know he is only a mortal."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The statue became an image of Guthix. "This balance, one not being too powerful, is needed, or the world will fall apart."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The statue once again switched to its original form, and Saradomin spoke again. "For your battle, we grant you this armor, one never seen on Runescape. It will protect you with a substance greater then even the barrows brothers had, and is made of a substance only known to the Gods."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Once again, the statue became Zamorak. "For your weapon, I have created a blade made of the same substance, infused with the powers of myself, Saradomin, and Guthix. It will slice even the armor of the third age to pieces. It will not fail."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Guthix once again spoke through the statue. "As another gift, I grant you the powers of knowledge and wisdom, the skill needed to use the gifts we have granted you."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Zamorak once again spoke to Peter. "With these gifts, find Mathew, and bring him down to earth. Hard."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Peter bowed once again. It was now time to shrink Mathew's pride.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 2:Lust

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Mika walked through a crowded Falador. Her long, flowing, brunette hair grew slightly past her shoulders, reaching the top of her Legends cape. She wore dwarven blue top and matching blue shorts, looking beautiful and catching glances from every merchant and man in the city. Her amulet of glory shined on her neck, glowing from the recent trip to the fountain of heroes.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Unfortunately for her, Mathew was in the city.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He had recently defeated another adversary, using his blade to chop the poor man into pieces. After collecting the pale green armor from the corpse, he went into the city. He could always sell it to some poor noob, kill him, and sell the armor again. A quick pile of coins to add to his large stack.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He looked for a buyer, but he saw something he wanted more. Standing there was Mika, and he was stunned by her beauty. He, filled with his pride, knew he would have her as his own, another trophy for his greatness.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He walked towards her. Mika was searching for any good deals from the merchants. Instead, she got Mathew. She knew, maybe from that look on his face, or maybe from that unexplainable essence women can feel, that he was just another pig who wanted the best woman as a prize.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Hey, hotty!" He said, smiling. He thought that, with his amazing third age armor and huge muscles, she'd be drawn to him, another cheap woman to do his bidding. Mika wouldn't be won over the easily.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"I have a name, you know!" She yelled back, over the talking of various merchants. She knew the type, and didn't want to be involved with another self-centered jerk.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Oh come on now, you don't want to be with a big, strong man like me?" Mathew said, walking towards her. Mika backed away, avoiding him.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"No, I don't, leave me alone!" She said, at the top of her lungs. The merchants looked at the situation, to scared to interfere with a mighty warrior and his goal.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"You are coming to my house!" Mathew yelled, grabbing her arm. She kicked at him, escaping his grasp.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"What part of 'NO' don't you understand?" She screamed, pulling a small, red dagger from her ankle sheath. A light flashed off the tip, showing a small coating of a vile green liquid.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Mathew, you are wanted by the warrior of the Gods!" Came from a warrior on the other side of the street. He wore a suit of armor never seen before; a pulsating red metal covered him, head to toe. The full-plated helmet covered his eyes from those around him. His sword, the same red, glowed with the fury of the gods themselves.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"You are wanted for your acts of pride!" Peter yelled, then glancing at him grabbing Mika. "And lust, while I'm at it!"

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Stay out of this, she's mine!" Said Mathew. He pulled his dragon long sword from his side, shifting to a fighterÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s stance. The blade was held in front of his eyes, a glint of the sun flashed against the side.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"For the Gods!" Peter yelled, charging towards Mathew. Mathew scowled, yet snickered at the same time, knowing that he would kill this warrior and take his new, rare armor. It would fetch a pretty penny on the market, and then this new girl would not resist him.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Peter raised his blade, ready to bring it down upon Mathew. Mathew had practiced this move before; he would bring the sword up to parry, then swing the blade around, stabbing the new fighter in the chest.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

As Mathew began to spin the blade, the weight of it suddenly vanished. He looked up. His blade had been shattered. The pieces of his dragon long sword littered the ground around him.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"But, how?" Mathew stammered, now standing defenseless in front of his foe. He knew that he'd been defeated; there was nothing he could do.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"This is from Saradomin!" Yelled peter, sending his fist towards Mathew's stomach. It connected with an earth shattering force, breaking a few of Mathew's ribs.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"This is for Zamorak!" Peter screamed, sending his fist towards Mathew's face, breaking his nose.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"And this, for Guthix!" Peter shouted a final time, sending a roundhouse kick towards Mathew's midsection. The kick hit with the force of charging Bull. He flew through the air, smashing through the wall of a near by house. The damage done to his body may never repair.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"I could have done that, you know..." Mika said to Peter, rubbing her arm where Mathew had grabbed.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Right..." Peter said back in a kind tone, smiling to himself behind the visor. The gods would be pleased with what he had done.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Mika hit Peter playfully. She winced a little. "Note to self, don't hit his armor..."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Well, fair lady, I'll leave you now, do you need anything?" Peter asked. He was a gentleman, and would not leave a woman in need.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"I'm ok, but I'd really like to know your name, sir..."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Peter," he said, "Say, my lady, are you busy tonight?"

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

With his last moments of consciousness, Mathew saw Mika and Peter talking. He felt something he'd never felt before. Envy.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter three: Envy

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"In you go, you scum-bag!" Laughed a hefty man. From the smell, he hadn't bathed in a while. With a resounding "Swish", a body landed in a compost heap. Well, it smelled like one, it could have just been the man. The man was trapped in some kind of bag.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

After a few minutes of strugle, Mathew pulled himself from the bag. Well, more like fell from it. His chest hurt with every breath, and his arm felt broken. A little blood came from his head, turning his vision an eire red.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

After a long strugle, Mathew pulled out a few runes. He stood, holding his arm closely to his body. Anyone watching would have seen a terribly wounded man doing something the average person could not do, standing while is such great pain. But what they didn't know was that it was not great will or strength, but envy, jelousy, and a want for revenge.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Mathew appeard in his home. He took a step, walking towards his bed. He crumpled under his own weight, doubling over in pain. His pride had taken a hit, that was for sure, but it was more then just the butt-kicking at the hands of the mighty knight, but the loss of a woman. That had never happened before.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Sire!" Came from the kitchen. A demon butler ran to his master's aid. It was not some kind of love, he wanted another paycheck. He lifted Mathew towards his bed, laying him with a gentle touch, yet lifting the heavy warrior with strength. Mathew dozed off.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

In his dreams, only one sentence kept repeating...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Say, my lady, are you busy tonight?"

 

 

 

"Say, my lady, are you busy tonight?"

 

 

 

"Say, my lady, are you busy tonight?"

 

 

 

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"So then, she throws a cabbage at me, right?"

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"A cabbage? Who throws a cabbage!"

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"That's what I thought!"

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Mika and Peter sat in Peter's mansion. Outside the dining room doors, a beautiful fountian sprinkled water into the pool beneath. Roses grew in all colors.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

After defeating Mathew, Peter and Mika had gone to Peter's estate. They had spent the past three hours talking. Or, at least, it seemed like three hours, none of the clocks in Runescape work. They talked about anything, while enjoying great food prepared by Peter's own demon butler. Outside, Peter's golden yellow cat played with Mika's white kitten.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Your armor, where did you get it?" Mika asked him, taking another bite.

 

 

 

The food was delicious, fit for the Gods themselves.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Peter once again heard the commanding voices of the Gods. "Uh, sorry, I can't say. Excuse me, I need to, uh, go upstairs..."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Mika sighed, wondering if she'd said something wrong. Peter jogged up the winding staircase. Mika left her seat, exploring the house.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Peter had moved all of the statues to one room, allowing all the gods to talk in their own form. They once again began to glow. Peter bowed before them, then stood, his own body the same hight as the statues.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Peter, you have done a great sevice to the gods. You have stopped a terrible man and have in the process saved another in the process. You are one of the few truely good people in the world." Saradomin spoke with what sounded like joy, though none knew if the gods had emotions.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"You are a powerful warrior, and your strength and power will allow you to defeat any who sin. You shall smite those who we see fit." Zamorak spoke calmly, slowly, and with an air of joy for his new warrior.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"For your deed, we will allow you to keep the armor, weapon, and skills we have given to you, to allow you to fight in the name of the gods again." All seeing Guthix spoke, his voice echoed loudest of all.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Wait, are you saying that I can will be called upon again? What an honor! I will be the warrior of the Gods!"

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"That's pride, but we will allow it. We understand the joy you must be feeling," Guthix said, "But now, you're needed downstairs. There's trouble."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Trouble! What are you talking about? It's just me and Mika here, nothing..."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A scream ripped through the silence. Mika was in trouble, and Peter only needed one guess who it was. Mathew had come back for more.

 

 

 

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Downstairs, Mika had been reading a rare book in the den. The fire crackled, filling the room with the smell of maple logs. She was so involved in the book that she didn't see the man slowly walking towards her...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 4: Wrath

[Shadowcheval]

Good beggining. Give a few more details and use more interesting verbs. And make it longer. Only 7 sins, so only seven chapters?

[Mechwariorx]

I like, I like!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I think that this will be a great story when it is finished, the plot was a great idea, I could never come up with something like that...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

By the way, this is the first thread I have read in Varrock Library, and I am not disappointed. :mrgreen:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

(Like the signature?) \

[riakk]

good! i like it so far!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

just maybe some more interesting vocabulary and literary techniques...

 

 

 

keep it up mate!

[Pan_Nx]

Nice Nice, I even get a shout out in it,Wewt!~! :XD:

[Buckeyemange]

As peter said, I chose the name of peter from him. He wouldn't shut up, and this was the only way... :D

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Oh, anyone else notice that everyone who has read my story knows me? Not that I told them to read it or anything...

[therealtermenator10]

Hmm... Kind of difficult believing that not only one man following all three gods, but all three gods working together? So what someone thinks there better than a god. No matter what conditions, evil and good just don't go along together, especially gods. I could believe that all three talked to him at different times, cause of their anger over this man. Oh wait anger is a deadly sin, so I would believe that only Zamorak or possibly Guthix commanded Peter, to attack Mathew, not Saradomin.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And the script or whatever, just how the people speak, is new for me. It's like people in the renaissance speaking like people in the 21st century. Examples "Hey hotty." "are you busy tonight?" But your sort of mixing it up, example " Well, fair lady, I'll leave you now." It's weird ya know? And like how the gods speak I just can't picture it.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Overall, awesome idea, great plot, can't wait to see what happens next.

 

 

 

7/10 - Only, for the two reasons I mentioned.

[Geordiequeen]

Hmm... Kind of difficult believing that not only one man following all three gods, but all three gods working together? So what someone thinks there better than a god. No matter what conditions, evil and good just don't go along together, especially gods. I could believe that all three talked to him at different times, cause of their anger over this man. Oh wait anger is a deadly sin, so I would believe that only Zamorak or possibly Guthix commanded Peter, to attack Mathew, not Saradomin.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

You are reading far to much into this story, it is infact fiction based on a fiction game. So tiny things like this do not matter, and they probably would work together to get rid of the man.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Anyway well done on a great read.

[therealtermenator10]

You are reading far to much into this story, it is infact fiction based on a fiction game. So tiny things like this do not matter, and they probably would work together to get rid of the man.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Anyway well done on a great read.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sorry, can you speak English or something I'm having trouble reading what you are writing. I don't think you get it...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I still think it's a good story, chill out willya

[therealtermenator10]

Oh and I got another question? How are these sins? I mean they can "link up" in a sense and cause sins. But these are merely emotions. In the bible it's said, "god made us in his self image." Now if you open your mind for a quick second, that means of course blood and flesh. But that's also means emotions, since we don't know for sure, we should all at least assume that is, since the bible isn't to specific. Since pride, envy, greed, etc. are all emotions ( think about it). So how are these sins if they contradicts each other. Perhaps the title of "seven deadliest sins" should be changed to "seven deadly emotions that leads up to sins." or something of that nature. I mean, you people all have different opinions about this sort of topic, but you got to opens you minds think outside the box. Cause in all truth the bible isn't all that specific, so you gotta at least think about it more than a few seconds. Thanks for reading this message, I know it is extremely long, so I apologize to some who hates this kind of thing but still read it.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

P.S. Sorry double post.

[sephiroth_king]

Oh and I got another question? How are these sins? I mean they can "link up" in a sense and cause sins. But these are merely emotions. In the bible it's said, "god made us in his self image." Now if you open your mind for a quick second, that means of course blood and flesh. But that's also means emotions, since we don't know for sure, we should all at least assume that is, since the bible isn't to specific. Since pride, envy, greed, etc. are all emotions ( think about it). So how are these sins if they contradicts each other. Perhaps the title of "seven deadliest sins" should be changed to "seven deadly emotions that leads up to sins." or something of that nature. I mean, you people all have different opinions about this sort of topic, but you got to opens you minds think outside the box. Cause in all truth the bible isn't all that specific, so you gotta at least think about it more than a few seconds. Thanks for reading this message, I know it is extremely long, so I apologize to some who hates this kind of thing but still read it.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

P.S. Sorry double post.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Okay, T-10, I hope you get to read this...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

First, I'm going to assume you aren't Catholic. Here's a story I want you to read, researched by me into the bible:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Genesis: 10, 13

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And the whole world spoke the same language, using the same words. While men migrated in the East, they came upon a valley in the land of Shinar and settled there. Then they said to one another, "Come, let us mold bricks and harden them with fire." They used the bricks for stone, and bitumen for mortar. Then they said, "Come, let us build ourselves a city and a tower with it's top in the sky, and so make a name for ourselves; otherwise we shall be scattered all over the earth."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Lord came down to see the city and the tower that the men had built. Then the Lord said: "If now, while they are one people, all speaking the same language, they have started to do this, nothing will later stop them from doing whatever they presume to do. Let us then go down and there confuse their language, so that one will not understand what another says." Thus the Lord scattered them from there all over the earth, and they stopped building the city. That is why it was called Babel, because there the Lord confused the speech of all the world. It was from that place he scattered them all over the Earth.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

When I said I assumed you weren't Catholic, it is because, in the Catholic belief, this would be a "Sin." Allow me to explain. They people wanted to build the tower of Babel to the sky, with utmost PRIDE in the tower. Pride, in general, means Elation over an act or possesion. This possesion being the tower, which they wanted to build to the Heavens.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Pride is one of the seven deadly sins that the Catholics say are...Well, sins. It was pride that drove the men to their desires to build to the Heavens. Pride.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Oh, and you are probably wondering, "Are you Catholic?!" No. I'm not a Catholic. But I attend a Catholic Private High school. Anyway, hope this clears it up for you, T-10, and maybe others.