Wolf in Sheep's Clothing (Seven Deadly Sins: Zeldris x OC)

Chapter 13

"You're Meliodas's new woman?" Zeldris questioned, crossing his arms as he glared disdainfully at her.

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"Aaaahahahahahahahahahaha!!" Andrea guffawed, clutching her sides in mirth as she fell off her chair, rolling around and kicking her feet while she fought to control her laughter. The bells, reattached to her ears, jingled out a merry tune with her movements as her ears flapped in amusement. Her hair tangled around her face as she lay on her side, looking like a madwoman as her sides convulsed with giggly hiccups.

"...Are you done?" Zeldris deadpanned with a blank look on his face.

Andrea peeked up at him from between the wispy strands of her bangs, releasing one last laughing wheeze before pushing herself up into a sitting position. "Oh my deities, that was the last thing I expected to hear, much less from you!" she gasped out, whacking her torso to beat out the stitch in her side. "No, dear Prince, I'm not Meli's 'woman', as you put it. That spot's reserved for Ellie alone."

"How do you know that wretched Goddess's name?!" Zeldris demanded, his face darkening as his hand drifted towards his sword involuntarily.

"Now, now, there's no need to get violent," Andrea teased, flicking a finger and blasting his face with a puff bomb of dandelion seeds. She giggled again at the sight of the Demon Clan's infamous Executioner choking on flower fluff, unashamedly enjoying how much power she held over the man. "I have no reason to answer your question, since we're enemies. My role in this game is to support the main characters... and even my actions right now must be pissing the hell out of the game master," she said cryptically, picking apart a gnarl out of her hair.

"You're as infuriating as all whom that traitor associates himself with," Zeldris grumbled as he finally spat out the last of the dandelion fluff.

"I'll take that as a compliment," Andrea said as she stood up, walking closer to the tense Demon.

"Not another step," Zeldris warned.

"Or what? You can't do a thing to me, young Prince," Andrea smirked as she took yet another step, towering over the Demon Prince by a good five, six inches. "It looks like both height and looks run in the family," she commented as Zeldris swatted at her, his armored hand phasing right through her body. "And temper," she amended with a chuckle.

"I don't consider that traitor my brother. You still haven't told you your relationship with him," Zeldris huffed in annoyance as he crossed his arms again, plopping cross legged on the floor as the realization that he was indeed powerless finally sank in.

"Meli's like a brother to me. He practically raised me for a good part of my life, and I owe my life to him," Andrea said after a contemplating silence, deeming that Meliodas's blood-related brother had the right to know at least this much. "I guess that makes me your big sister, little Prince," she smirked jokingly as she joined Zeldris on the ground.

"I'll rip your throat out once I get out," he threatened, grumpily propping his head on a hand as he looked away. "...Why haven't you killed me yet? I'm at your mercy within this realm," he asked, turning his eyes to stare into Andrea's chocolate-brown ones.

"What makes you think that you aren't dead?" Andrea asked with an unreadable smile, her pinkie finger poking at her bottom lip as she rested her chin on her hand. "This could all be a figment of your imagination as you go to whatever hell we all go to when we die."

"Answer the damn question," Zeldris growled as he narrowed his eyes at her.

"Meli wouldn't like it that much if I killed off his own blood brother without consulting him first," Andrea shrugged, giving in.

"Doubtful," Zeldris snorted, then asked after a thoughtful pause, "Why do you regard that traitor's thoughts so highly? What hold does he have over your heart?"

"Hah, you're the second one to ask me that," Andrea snorted, closing her eyes tiredly. "It's not that he has a hold on my heart. It's that I refuse to let him go. The least I can do after saddling him with my deadweight is to respect his wishes."

"He'll only betray you one day," Zeldris warned.

"All right. He can betray me and I couldn't care less. I'll never betray him first... I'll still follow him to the ends of Britannia and back," Andrea replied with a sad smile, her eyes cracking open to stare into Zeldris's analyzing ones.

".... Hmph. If only my own subordinates had that much loyalty towards me," Zeldris sighed, looking away, before rethinking his words. "No, never mind. I wouldn't want that sort of unconditional obsession to be turned towards me. It feels unnatural."

"You're the second person to call me obsessed as well. My Deities, do all of you people think of me as some sort of madwoman?" Andrea sighed, then froze.

"...What?" Zeldris finally called out as Andrea's eyes squeezed shut, a ragged breath wracking her body with a tremor.

"I have no more reason to keep you here, Demon Prince," Andrea forced out from between gritted teeth, roughly raking her hand through her hair. "I wish that his other plan wasn't the one to come true..." she murmured sadly before looking up. Zeldris's eyebrows rose as he saw her eyes glistening with unshed tears, her expression heartbroken. "I'll see you in the future. Until then... don't die," Andrea said as the ground beneath them began shaking, enormous cracks forming underneath their feet. She began fading away as the world around them crumbled to pieces, the ground under Zeldris's feet falling away. As he fell into the darkness, the last thing he could hear was, "Unlike him, you're blissfully mortal."

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Zeldris's eyes snapped open as the Perfect Cube around him faded away, the shards of a used Perfect Cancel spell bead falling alongside him. He landed roughly on the ground, the rest of the Commandments gathering around him.

"Zeldris, what happened-" Fraudrin began before Zeldris interrupted him.

"Is it done?" he growled, looking towards Meliodas's still body.

"...Yes, it is done," Fraudrin answered with a short bow.

"Good. We have no reason to stay any longer. The conquest of Britannia is our main priority," he said briskly, turning away. Then, he paused. "...I don't even know her damn name," he muttered to himself before shaking his head, leaping away from the area.