The Seven Deadly Sins.

About a week after the main part in the Roleplay, Drake exits Scarlet's room after saying his goodbyes, he and Lucas had decided to take a month or so off, and go travel the world. He had offered to Scarlet if she wanted to come, but she declined. So now, after leaving the mansion with Lucas, laughing and having fun like brothers would. We turn our attention to Alex, who is greasy, dirty, and drenched in sweat. He's working on something, an inter-deminsional portal. He was close, and then after about ten more minutes of working hard, and swearing loudly, there was a loud pop, and then another, and then multiple bolts of electricity shot from the sphere shaped object that sat in the center of the room. Then it opened. Not what Alex wanted. But it did. Through the portal Alex saw the eerie, dark, space. That's known as hell, or Nether, or the underworld. After gazing through, with pure terror in his eyes, he turned into his beast form, and ripped the sphere to shreds, breaking off the link between worlds. But not before something dastardly could leak out....

Thomas was sitting at his desk in his room when suddenly he was hit by some invisible force. His head slammed into the table. "FUCK!"

Matt was reading a book on his bed when he felt a force slam against his chest, suddenly he turned into a new emotional form. He was vibrant green, yet it looks a tiny bit like his happy form. He looks over his book and threw it, "I want a better book!"

Scarlet was sitting in her room, she was tired but angry. How dare they do this to her, cut her into ribbons? Insano piped in, 'scar, calm down it isn't that big of a deal.' Thats when Scarlet was hit by a force, it nearly knocked her over. Scarlet looked around, she felt even more angry, she looked in her mirror, the stitches that were done across her face, pissed her off. The painting on her wall pissed her off, every small thing made she want to decapitate an entire city. Yes, destruction, chaos, it was clear. "Time for some fun." Scarlet says darkly as she walks out of the room,.

Lars sat in his office doing his paperwork. When a sudden dark force hit him. "What the fuck...fuck this..." Lars suddenly teleported to the door. "Craaaap, I have to open this? Ughhhhh..." He opened the door, groaning all the way. "Fuck it, i'm not closing it."

Emily was at A Novel Steal casually brewing some coffee for herself, when she felt as if she had been pushed, she fell backwards, and blinked. Emily stood up and started ripping up a cup, that cup had been filled with coffee, which was now on the floor along with a sucker that she was in the middle of eating. She then used some coffee grounds and ate one but spat it out, bext came a cup, she at that, and walked out of the book store after purposely spilling coffee on a pile of comics.

Matt stood, "I want a better computer, Artemis has a better one than me!" Matt pointed his fingers at his laptop and began to turn the computer into a much newer version of the brand. The computer it self seemed to be running much faster.

"Ughhh.... I would respond but... Fuck it... Someone clean up the comics 'n shit.... CAMERON! CAMERON I NEED YOU!" Lars yelled out.

Matt walked out of the mansion, he saw a guy that is bulky, full of muscles. "Why can't I have that body?" Suddenly, his body grew to the same size as some people around him started to steal random stuff// Cameron walked to Lars he looked at him, "Why do you sound like you are being stabbed."

"Comics, coffee! So farrrrrrrrr!" Lars said reaching his hand out then dropping it back to his side.

Scarlet walked down the side of the road, she was headed towards the city. A truck slows down to a stop next to scarlet and a window rolls down, "need a lift little lady?" The driver asks, Scarlet looks him in the eyes, she twisted his feelings to anger. The man drove off spitting out curses, in a few minutes he would crash into a mini van carrying a family of five, there would be no survivors.

Artemis, overcome with the bipolar nature of his classmates' emotions, rushed out of his room, pulling the bill of his cap lower. "What the hell..." He muttered, eyes darting between each direction of the hall. Jogging off, his door closed and locked itself as he made his way toward the lab. Whatever the hell just happened, Alex should be able to explain it. Or, at the very least, beat the hell out of everyone if needed.

Just as he had gotten to the subbasement, a shock of force attacked his chest, forcing him against one of the many metal walls. Bright green eyes forced shut and body pressing in due to the pressure, Artemis let out a soft, stunned whimper. Before he could register the 'attack', another wave of pressure hit his body. However, rather than feeling like a fully developed baby forcing itself back into the womb, the second wave felt... Refreshing. Its purifying energy filled his body, before dissipating with the first's effect. Gathering himself, Artemis rushed to the lab, face flushed with shock and growing anxiety.

Cameron looked in between the two, the machine was literally five inches away when Lars stretched his hands. "Okay..." He walked up and brew the coffee, he handed it to Lars and walked away. That's when a force slammed against his chest, it was felt like his ribs were on the verge of collapse. A second force hit him, but instead of being in pain, Cameron felt... Happy. His wings bursts out of his jacket as he looked around, looking for some one to help.

When Artemis entered the room he saw everything off the counters, and in the floor behind Alex, who stood in front of it in beast form. "Give me the cap." He said, growling at Artemis. alot of shit was piled up behind him.

Pulling his cap off to reveal his undercut, styled auburn hair, Artemis held the hat to his chest. "The hell do you need the cap for? The hell is all of that?" Artemis asked, eyes darting between the two subjects, before returning focus. "The hell is going on?!" He asked, raising his voice slightly while he stepped back, inspecting Alex carefully.

Alex rushed forward, grabbing the hat and tossing it into the pile, he picked Artemis up by his feet, and shook him, his phone, wallet, and other things falling out before he was sat back on the floor, where Alex then scooped up everything and put it into his pile, grinning the whole time.

Near-Screaming once lifted, Artemis quickly gathered his thoughts, watching Alex's pile of loot as he planned. "So, uh, what'd you need all of that for?" He asked, focusing both his telekinesis and telepathy on the pile, looking for his phone. He slowly stood, gaze shifting to Alex while he searched.

"MINE!" Alex yelled, using his telepathy and telekinesis to blast Artemis into the wall behind them, going straight through the metal wall and out into the hallway.

Laying limp on the hall's flooring, Artemis continued with a short series of pained moans and whimpers. He slowly lifted himself, floating less than an inch above the floor. Growing, sharp pains infected his near-exposed back, bruises beginning to develop. Almost doll-like in his weakened stance, Artemis slowly returned to the lab while he recovered, although unable to straighten his back. The telekinetic energy that kept him in the air expanded, creating a small force field around himself. "Swear to god, Alex..." He muttered, keeping his eyes partially open to focus on him.

"I have to pour this now? Swear to god Cameron..." Lars muttered leaning back against the not closed door falling backwards into his office. Ever since that weird force hit him; he had lost his will to do anything. This wasn't out of his nature of course, but even if he was lazy; it was never this bad. Depression was a huge risk factor for him, and with that came his laid back lazy attitude. Hell, the only reason he opened this book shop was because he thought it might be a cool idea. It was of course, but still. This form of laziness? Seemed extreme. Even for him. He wouldn't even pour a cup of coffee for himself. That's big. "Tonyyyyy! Pour me a cup of coffee pleeeeassse! I can't reach the cups!" The cups were less than a foot away since a couple of them had fallen when Emily got hit.

Roswell was in the danger room practicing his skills. He sliced a hologram of the blonde telepath that the team had fought a while back. The Hologram fell in two pieces and he turned around just as a force hit him in the back. He fell forward onto his own blade. "Program off! God dammit!" He ripped the blade from his chest and sighed. He had to work on his form obviously. He sighed, wiping the blood from his blade. "I really should practice more. Oh well, DOUGHNUT BREAK!"

Jason turned around when Roswell yelled Doughnut time, and as he did he was hit in the stomach by a strong force, falling to the ground slightly. "Hey Roswell, did you feel that?" He asked, putting his nunchucks back into his hip holsters, and walking over to Roswell.

"Did you not see me fall on my own katana? Something weird is going on. Think we should go check on the others?" Roswell asked his twin brother, the underline of his face under his mask raising an eyebrow.

Jason thought for a second, putting a finger on his chin and stroking his invisible beard. Then the underline of his mouth gaped open. "No! We should go do stuff, like..." And then he disappeared, behind Roswell he appeared on top of a small mountain, wearing laiderhosen. (orwotever) "LIKE GO YODDELING." He said, and then began to yoddle while doing an irish jig.