Prologue
Once upon time in a magical land… okay that’s not
how this story starts. It’s not set in a magical land, nor is it some time in
history. Let’s start this again shall we…
It is fall in Albany, New York. The
year 2014. Seven Oaks College is its usually dull self. That is until one day,
a new student has arrived.
Jai is a 21-year-old guy who has
just transferred to Seven Oaks. He has caramel skin and blue eyes, but is terribly
unaware of his beauty. As soon as he walked onto campus, he seemed to become
immensely popular. Every girl wanted him and every guy was jealous of him.
However, Jai has yet to discover any of this. You see, he is always inside his
own world, but this is for a good reason. He possesses a peculiar talent. See
if you can guess what it is…
What a Deadly Life
This
sucks.
College
sucks. Life sucks.
I
need to make this a little more interesting. Just then the seven most notorious
kids on campus step out onto the quad. Perfect. This is going to be the most
fun I’ve had in years. Each of them are perfect candidates for my plan. Let’s
begin shall we.
I
will start with Jack Everson, the wealthiest guy on campus. He will be the
easiest to take care of. With the snap of my fingers, literally, I sent
something his way that he will not be able to refuse. A coupon. Now this may
sound lame, but just keep reading.
Jack
saw the bright orange piece of paper nonchalantly laying in front of his feet
almost immediately. He picked it up and read it aloud: “Free hour at the
casino”. He looked around to see if anyone was watching him, then took off to
his car. He couldn’t see me, for by that time I had made myself invisible. I
followed laughing silently to myself. Kids these days are just so gullible.
When
I got to the casino, Jack was already sitting at a slot machine. Time for a
little fun. I quickly walked up the Jack’s machine. I got unbearably close to
his face and said to him, although he couldn’t hear me, “Enjoy your doom,
Jack.” I doubled tapped his machine and out came all of the contents of that
machine and all of the machines around him. Jack was thrilled and dancing on
the money that had fallen on the floor. He began yelling, “Yes! Yes! More!
More!” This was before he realized that all of the money was directly aiming at
him. The money began to magically (haha) stick to him. He fell to the ground,
but the money just kept coming. It piled on top of him and soon he was
suffocating under a pile of money. The funny part of this is no one else in the
casino seemed to notice, thanks to me. I stood there laughing and laughing and
laughing. Okay he’s had enough. I snapped my fingers and sent him to a place
you all will learn about later.
New
day, new victim. Graham Velas. Also an easy target. Graham was fairly obese,
but didn’t care much about it. He continued to stuff his face whenever he felt
the urge. Okay, this should be easy enough. Luckily for me it was lunchtime at
Seven Oaks and everyone was heading to the cafeteria.
Graham
sat at a table with my other soon victims, I mean his friends. They were
talking about the disappearance of Jack. Graham got up to get food and as he
walked past me, I tapped his tray twice and said, “Happy eating, Graham.” Just
then Graham’s tray filled up with three dozen bacon cheeseburgers. Graham’s
eyes lit up with excitement. He began to devour the burgers one after the
other. He didn’t even come up for a breath. “Wow,” was all I managed to say. After
the twenty- seventh burger, Graham started choking. No one, again, seemed to
notice. Graham’s face was all shades of purple, blue, and green. “Oh look a
rainbow,” I said laughing. This just keeps getting better and better. I snapped
my fingers and Graham was gone. Let’s see who is next.
Tracy
Yamel. The second best track star on campus. Please note that I said second best. She is well known around
campus, but apparently this was not enough for her. She wanted… she needed to
be the best. I could tell this by the way she is looking at Seven Oaks best
track star, Kay Yamel, Tracy’s older sister. I followed Tracy and her sister to
practice to monitor the situation. Tracy watched her sister stretch malevolently.
She walked up to her after five minutes of annoying staring. “Show time,” I
said. “One on one,” Tracy says to her sister, “just you and me.” “Are you sure
you’re up for it little sister?” Kay asks. “Just get up,” Tracy replies rudely.
They line up at the starting line. Tracy does the countdown and then they’re
off. Here’s where the real fun begins…for me at least.
As
they race, Tracy gains the lead. I smile and wink in Tracy’s direction. Her
legs begin to pick up at a speed that had to be at least 50 mph per hour. Her
sister’s eyes widened in disbelief, but I snap my fingers and Kay no longer
pays attention to Tracy. Tracy is still running, however she can’t control her
speed and runs right into the nearby lake. She coincidently can’t swim and
begins to drown. I nod in her direction and she vanishes. Next!!
I
walk away from the track field and walk straight to the parking lot to see if
my next victim is still around. Lucky for me he was. Nicholas Elgort is a
considerably good-looking guy and he knows it. He is looking at himself in his
car’s driver’s side mirror. He then puts his car into drive and pulls off. I
watch wondering how I am going to pull this off. Then, Nicolas looks at his
self again in his rearview mirror and doesn’t see the oncoming truck. The truck
smacks right into the front of his car, hitting Nicholas with great impact.
“Wow,” I say, “I didn’t even do anything this time.” I snapped my fingers and
sent him away.
Now
let’s see maybe I can get three in one day. That’d be really cool. You know
what? I haven’t realized how terribly wicked I am until now…It’s fun. The next
victim is Gordon Stevens. He is the slowest human being alive, I swear to you.
I often wonder how long it must take him to get ready for the day and come to
class, seeing as though he is always late, even though his apartment is right
across the street from campus and on the first floor. I walked to Gordon’s
apartment and looked through his window. He was sitting in front of his TV
about to doze off. I eyed his TV set and looked at the cord and smiled. The
cord immediately broke and burst into flames. Gordon woke up and just looked at
the flames. “SERIOUSLY!!” I yelled, “YOU DON’T DO ANYTHING?!?!” Gordon just
continued to stare at the flames, he yawned, then looked at the door but still
didn’t move. By this time, the flames took over his apartment and he still
hasn’t moved. “You’re not making this fun,” I said, so I just snap my fingers
to send him away.
That
was terribly BORING. But this next victim shall bring me great joy. Okay, now I
just think I sound like an evil villain. MWA HA HA HA HA!!!! How was that?
Good, huh? Anywho, my next victim is Derek Howard. An angry fellow. Always has
a problem with somebody or something. It’s a peaceful morning at Seven Oaks
Campus. Let’s change that. Luckily, Derek was yelling at a freshman for
stepping on his new pair of Jordan’s. What’s with kids and sneakers know a
days. The freshman looked terrified. I looked straight at the freshman and
winked. Suddenly, the freshman punched Derek right in the eye. Derek reeled
back surprised but not for long. He charged at the freshman and knocked him on
the ground. The two wrestled and I stood there smiling like a goof. I really am
evil. You want to know the funniest part about all of this is? No one can see
this but me. The freshman gained an upper hand due to my beautiful magical
skills and began to choke Derek. “Ah, fun times,” I say and end this by sending
Derek away before this got to be too much.
This
last victim is going to be my favorite. Jasmine Banks. She has slept with
basically every guy in the school. However, she never seems satisfied. I’m
going to use this to my advantage. “Hello, Jasmine,” I said to her before fully
walking up to her on the quad. “H-Hey Jai,” she responded timidly. I find it
weird how a girl that knows, and I mean really
knows, the entire school is nervous around me. I looked around to see what
would make her so nervous. Then I happened to see something I have never
noticed but now in a school window…my reflection. Huh, I thought. I continued to look at my reflection. What am I doing? I thought, am I really truly evil? Should I stop? I
looked back at Jasmine who was eyeing me with an undeniable yearning. Nah, this is too much fun! I answered to
myself. “So…Jasmine, what do you say we find a quiet place just to ourselves,”
I said to her. She immediately shot up from the bench she was sitting on.
“Sure, I know just the place,” she said while dragging me to the now empty
track field. She pulled me underneath the bleachers. “I’ve been waiting for
this for the longest,” she said and pulled me into her to kiss me. I smiled
before our lips touched. After a peck on the lips, Jasmine began to choke. She
pushed away from me and fell to the floor gasping for air. “The Kiss of Death,”
I said, “oh the irony…and comedy.” I snapped my fingers to send her away.
Well,
that’s all of them. All of my victims are in that place I mentioned way
earlier. Want to find out what this place is? Lucky for you, you’re about to
find out. I lift my hands in the air and a red smoke begins to envelope me. I
transport myself to a place that I even fear myself. And there waiting for me
are my seven victims. They all look at me with astonishment…and what is that fear? Are you kidding me? Am I scary or
something? Anyway, moving on.
“Welcome to HELL you guys!!” I
yelled with enthusiasm. They all yelled in unison, “SINS!?!?” If you’re wondering why they yelled that…it’s because
that’s my last name. Do you get it yet? Do you get my inspiration? “Hello,
Greed, Gluttony, Envy, Vanity, Sloth, Wrath, and Lust,” I said to them with the
biggest smile on my face. “Dude, who
are you talking to?” Derek Howard asked me. “Why, I’m talking to each of you my
dear fellow,” I responded. “Why are you talking like an old British man?” Tracy
Yamel asked me. “Because you all fell for my plan and it makes me absolutely
ecstatic. And because I feel terribly evil and I feel like it assists the
present mood,” I said. “What plan?!?!” Jasmine Banks asked. “Yeah what plan? To
kill us for no reason?!” Jack Everson
yelled. “Oh you’re not dead,” I replied, “and I giving to a chance to redeem
yourselves.” “Redeem ourselves from what?” Nicholas Elgort asked.
“People
always judge others on their imperfections, but are also always blind to their
own flaws,” I said. “You see, each of you possess characteristics that relate
to one of the Seven Deadly Sins,” I
continued. “Jack you’re Greed, Graham you’re Gluttony, Tracy you’re Envy,
Nicholas you’re Vanity, Gordon you’re Sloth, Derek you’re Wrath, and dear
Jasmine you’re Lust,” I explained. “Now each of you has a chance to redeem
yourselves and get out of here,” I offered. “And if we don’t…what happens?”
Graham asked. “You want to find out?” I asked back. “Now this is going to be an
easy test,” I said. I clapped my hands. “Each of you will now only be able to
tell the truth and nothing but the truth,” I said “I am only going to ask all
of you this once. Do you want to change?” Three out of the
seven said yes. I separated the yes’s from the no’s with one quick flick of the
wrist. I turned to Graham, Tracy, and Derek. “Wow, I didn’t know that you guys
would make it out, especially you Derek a.k.a Wrath,” I said surprised. “Now
you all must redeem yourselves after I put you back up there…or else I’m coming
for you,” I continued “see you on the flip side.” I lifted my arms and they
vanished back up to the land of the living. “Now…for you four,” I said as I
turned to Jack, Nicholas, Gordon, and Jasmine. “What’s going to happen to us?
Please, please don’t hurt us,” Gordon pleaded. “Oh, I wished you had put as
much energy as you put into pleading into every
other action you do in one day!” I yelled at him. “YOU ALL DESERVE WHAT’S
COMING FOR YOU!!” I yelled. “At least you learned one thing out of this, do not let something consume you to the
point of no return. Goodbye, Greed, Vanity, Sloth, and Lust. Enjoy the few
seconds you have left,” I said. They all began to plead, yell, scream, and cry,
but at that point I didn’t care. I smiled and the flames of hell began to burn
hotter and brighter. They pleaded, yelled, screamed, and cried louder. “A bit
warm isn’t it?” I asked. I lifted my hands up and once again I was consumed by
red smoke and was transported to the land of the living. I literally left them
all to their fiery deaths. How many times has that been said and meant.
The alarm clock went off. I woke up
in a warm, fuzzy haze. Ugh, that was weird, I thought. This is what comes of having a
last name like Sins. I closed my eyes and drifted back to sleep.

Throughout the whole story i believed that the narrator was truly evil, but i loved the twist at the end. You showed us, in detail, the personality of the characters instead of just telling.
ReplyDeleteI honestly loved your story. There were so many questions going through my head as I read it. (which is always good for the audience to be asking, "what next?") I also like how you left his identity till the end of the story and what he did it was so shocking. you develop him as a really interesting character with a twisted mind but good looking all at once.
ReplyDeleteYou really showed instead of telling. It was also very creative of you to create a prologue, I also enjoyed how you developed the character over the coarse of the story, the ending was especially amazing!!!
ReplyDeleteI loved everything about your story. There was so much going on however it wasn't overwhelming to read. Great dialogue!
ReplyDeleteYou worked hard on developing this story line and these characters and your hard work paid off! Excellent job. I enjoyed reading this.
ReplyDeleteI really enjoyed your story. Your use of detail really created a view/setting of everything. And even thought the main character was evil he still seemed likable, and the twist at the end was genius.
ReplyDeleteI remember telling you this in person, but I'll say it again - the "then I woke up" thing is hard to do, but it works well in a story like this. I love how you added a little humor to the story too. “Why are you talking like an old British man?” really cracked me up. Great work, Treysha!
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