Seven Deadly Sins

The water was hot on my back as it pulsed weekly ageist my skin, our apartment not only lacked space but water presser. So I made for it with hot water just on this side of burning a hole in my skin. After scrubbing clean I dried off and returned to the bathroom mirror to finish getting ready. I stared at myself in the still foggy mirror for a moment before I started to brush my hair it was a black tangled mess, when it was completely brushed out it fell to just under my shoulder blades with a gentle wave to it. Dark couldn’t quite cover the color it was almost black but when the sunlight hit it right deep red highlights made them selves known. For work I pulled it tight agents my head in a high ponytail. Then I moved to put on a little eyeliner around my deep brown eyes. My skin was tan but not the golden sun kissed richness that savanna could boast, no my skin held its color year-round even if I spent no time in the sun.
I was the black sheep of the family ,in family photos you could always pick me out instantly. I never asked why growing up but when my mom got sick she wonted me to know. I was adopted it was a real shock at first but I wasint mad that they hadint told me . I knew thay had there reasons . That dint stop me from wonting to know who my birth parents where , so when thay felt like I was redy they told me. My birth mom was 17 when she had me she was afraid because she was not part of a pack so she took me to her best friend and they took me in as their own. Soon after they got a letter informing them that she had bin in an acedent and that they found a letter and to them and one to me in her belongings. After proving that I was her only living family they released her belongings to them I was only one at the time so I dint have any way of knowing that
I stepped back to look at myself. The black dickeys hugged my hips like a second skin. the tight black tee with the name of the club ‘seven deadly sins’ in red sharp print a cross the chest , the black runners completed the bouncer look . Michael found it funny to use me to kick people out of the club apishly when they where three times bigger than me. At 5’6 I wasn’t tall or short , and slim with little fat to speak of. thanks to my wolf blood. As wolfs go I was vary well endowed, most wolfs reminded me of human models skin and bones with no boobs, I on the other hand was curvy.
After about ten mins I was ready for the day. I grabbed my purple JanSport backpack Jessie had gotten me two years ago when we first started at the local community college. I really dint like to carry a purse it just dint feel right .I did own a couple thanks to savanna and her attempts to make me more like her, I think I used them once to make her happy then they where lost to a dark abyss of my closet. When I got down to my black 1987 Nissan pathfinder I retrieved my keys from the front pocket of my bag and start to open the door when I caught the faint sent of evergreens, sandalwood, and cigarettes. My head snapped around searching for the source when Deshaun Jackson stepped out from behind a white minivan about five cars over from my pathfinder.
Deshaun was about 6’5 and had the one of the darkist skin tones I had ever seen . He was one of the few African Americans I knew that I could truly call black. I could tell at a glance that he had come strait from the club , his all black outfit was the giveaway As he drew closer I could see his face more clearly , he had a large flattened nose and huge wide set eyes. In fact every thing about him was over sized, I dint know how old he was but Id but my guess around 30 “Michael wants you in now” he announced as he stopped about ten feet from me
“ awww ,no hug. And I thought you liked me, you always seem to be the one to fetch me” he glared at me apparently not finding it funny “ he wants you in now” was his only reply voice flat and void of any emotion “ well my shift doesn’t start till 11 , so ill see him in a couple hours ” Deshaun sudinly showed emotion and couldn’t have looked more irritated if he tried , my purpose in life had bin fulfilled.
“If you don’t come he is going to play with his new toy alone” “what new toy” I asked as I took a step forward and atomically placed my hands on my hips. Michael dint have the same hind of toys as most men . Most men have tools , motorcycles , trucks but no not Michael he got people. He enjoyed to torcher humans and wolfs alike .
it took everything I had hot to scream at him to tell me who Michael had in his sick twisted grasp “I’m not at liberty to say” was all he said his voice was even as he spoke but the slow grin the crossed his wide lip spoke more than any words could .
My heart was pounding as I tried to concentrate on the road as I drove towards the industrial area that held the large and not vary decreed dance club, or at least that’s what the humans thought it was. In their minds it was a difficult place to get in to but what they dint know was that only the two sided could get in. It wasn’t a long drive to the large building but it seamed as if every second dragged on for hours.
After what seemed agonizingly long 10 minute drive I arrived at the oppressively large warehouse that held the Seven Deadly Sins dance club from the front it resembled any other warehouse until you looked closer. During the day it was vary difficult to see the darkened neon lights that spelled out the clubs name in sharp red lettering or the seven other smaller signs that displayed what those sins where.
The first was to represent lust witch depicted a woman in nothing but a thong and two stars with strings attached to cover her nipples. The second was of gluttony, this showed a vary obeace man stuffing his face with food. Next came sloth, in this sign a man sat in font of a TV with a clock in the background that when lit moved vary fast to signified the passage of time. Then wrath which was the most disturbing of all , a man with a long sword stands on a decapitated body .greed was always the most talked about by the humans in line hoping to get in , they never quite understood . It was a large wolf guarding a large kill , and several starving wolves looking at it longingly. if you where not familiar with the sins you might not recognize envy when you see it , I woman and a man in a loving embrace a second man glares at them form a distance . The last of the dim signs was for pride, a man on a pedestal stood before a crowd that appeared to be cheering. It was not my first chose to work hear, but then agen I dint have any choice in the mater.
When I opened the large door to the front entrance I paused for a moment when the fant sent of fear reached my nose .it took me a moment to figure what the faint sent was , but almost on cue when I did a sound like nothing I had ever herd echoed threw the front walk way. It seamed as if my feet couldn’t carry me fast enough as I dashed past the main room and the bar towards the storage room and the back stares, as I bolted up the stares my shoe hit a damp spot on the smooth steps and I began to fall but at the last possible moment a large set of hands caught me around my waist. It only took me a moment to right my self and continue my mad dash up the steps not looking back to see who was behind me. Knowing it must have bin Deshaun after all his car was right behind me pulling in .
I could hear footsteps behind me as I burst thru the dark heavy wooden door to the room that was used as a office for the finchale dealing of both the pack and the club (Michael befitted more than he should have from both).after a quick look around It was apparent that the horrible sound had come from one of the rooms beyond this one. There where two doors in this room one on each side of a massive cherry wood desk. The one to the right led to a second office and the one to the right was Michael’s privet party room without hesitating any longer I quickly crossed the room to the door on the left.
Just as I touched the knob another blood curtailing scream cut thou the still room, this time I could tell that it was coming from just inside the door.