>>8405Carrion hopped into view with a wild and menacing grin plastered on her round face. She may have been younger than Raven by a whole year, and pretty portly-looking to boot, but the embodiment of Wrath was by no means someone to take lightly. Carrion traveled around the world as a nomad and she performed numerous serial killings in her life. Over two hundred so far, and there was no set of rules or anything that she personally followed. She simply took out whoever she felt like, whether it was man, woman or child. It took barely anything to make her snap. If she so much as IMAGINED someone was giving her an odd look, she wouldn't hesitate to mutilate them. It was joked by the other sisters that Carrion had an 'Electra complex', but Carrion would always state that she simply appreciated Trigon more than any of them did.
"No, no, we need to keep her alive and healthy. There's much that she needs to do if we're going to make her 'proper'." Rook shook her head.
"Geez! Fine! Then after we fatten her up, I'll stab her! Is that better?"
"Actually, Father did say that he would prefer if we didn't fight with one another. He wants us to work together. That is the reason he brought us into this world, after all."
"Oh...oh...well, if that's what Dad says...I'll have to go back to stabbing my Raven-shaped pillow instead..."
When Raven was brought into the feeding room, the other siblings were already there and waiting. A chair and a machine had been prepared. Raven wanted to protest, but the rope would dig itself even deeper into the tender flesh of her jugular if she dared to utter so much as a single vowel.
The 'leader' of the group was Corvus, the oldest sister and the one who represented the sin of Pride. She wore a fur cape and black robes that covered her entire body. She kept her black hair tied back in a ponytail and she wore a great deal of makeup to hide her true age. The most telling feature of what her sin was and how she embodied it was the small crown she had sitting atop her cranium. Coated in numerous jewels and made out of genuine gold, she had once retrieved it from the grave of an old and respected European king. Now she wore it wherever she went as a way to symbolize her 'authority'. No one ever talked about how childish it made her appear, because she was powerful enough to easily decimate anyone that did not respect her properly. Corvus believed herself to be a queen and no one was allowed to question that, not even Father. She was the only one brave enough to actually speak up against his decisions from time to time.
Corvus raised a gloved hand as if she were cupping something invisible in the air. Without even chanting a spell, Corvus broke the hold that Rook had on Raven and instead took control of the situation for herself. She 'pulled' Raven over towards her with naught but a gesture. She gave Raven a quick look over. The longer that she stared, the more her face contorted with contempt and disgust.
"You really are a failure as a sin, Raven. Gluttony? Please! You're nearly as thin as Jackdaw! We can't have you seeing Trigon while you're like this! You need to fatten up!"
Raven glowered back, but the famous stare that could have made any human's blood run ice-cold did nothing to someone of Corvus' supernatural nature.
"We're going to have to begin immediately. We'll make you the proper sin of Gluttony soon enough!"
There was also Jackdaw of Greed, Hood of Envy and Magpie of Lust. They went to work preparing everything. Rook sat down to take what she felt was a much-needed break. Carrion was practically bouncing with anticipation to see Raven's figure be ruined. Jackdaw and Hood pulled Raven out of the air and strapped her arms down with chains. The copper-skinned Magpie removed the rope that was wrapped around Raven's neck. She kissed her little sister on the cheek before stepping away.
More greedy than any other, Jackdaw was a very talented, and very shrewd, business woman. She already owned several large corporations from completely behind the scenes. Even the CEOs who actually ran those companies had no idea of her presence or the extent of her manipulation. However, they would sometimes experience very odd and realistic nightmares that were usually involving a bone-thin woman whispering sweet nothings into their ears. Jackdaw barely cut her jet-black hair, so it was already hanging down far enough to conceal her face most of the time. She was the one who used her money to purchase the items from the human world that would be used to make Raven swell. She had the best luck out of all of the sisters, so Jackdaw's presence alone was enough to increase their overall chances of success with converting their sister.
The one that despised Jackdaw the most was probably her twin sister Hood. Granted, she hated everyone equally. Being the one born to embody Envy, she had to live without anything and always wanting because of it. She was dedicated to her role and she stuck to it thick and thin. It made her miserable, though. Terribly, terribly miserable. Unlike her twin, Hood had her hair in a bowl-cut style. She literally had to use a bowl to cut it since she had no money of her own to afford a barber. Hood lived alone in the depths of Hell with Trigon, her bedroom being located in the basement. She couldn't move out of her father's house because if she did it would mean that she would have one less thing to be envious about.
Wavy-haired Magpie of Lust was a woman who basically lived her days away in the bedroom. She had many lovers in Hell as well as in the human world. She used her magic mostly for the sake of seducing men and preventing pregnancies, but because she performed the sin of Lust so accurately, Trigon had no complaints about her. Magpie was very motherly to everyone including her lovers. She was also very curvy; her breasts were probably the softest thing to ever exist in any dimension. She loved everyone and everything in the world. She was actually born as a 'mistake' between Trigon and a one-night tryst with an Indian prostitute. Yet after Corvus and Magpie were brought into the world, they were the ones who ultimately inspired Trigon to go through with his 'seven sins conception' plan. Magpie adored every single one of her sisters, including the traitorous Raven. She dearly wanted Raven to be happy as the sin of Gluttony.
"So? Are we ready to begin?" Corvus asked, and once she was given the go-ahead, she snapped her fingers.
The food that they were going to serve Raven was really only food by name. It might have physically appeared in the form of numerous decadent sweets, like those one would find at any well-stocked, high-end bakery, but they had been given a few extra ingredients that would help enhance their flavor...as well as their effects on Raven's lithe body. They were cursed with a powerful brand of magic that would increase their caloric content several-fold once eaten and digested. They were made to be so addicting that it would become next to impossible to stop eating them once the first few had been consumed. This would be topped off with more fattening 'sludge' than they probably needed, but Corvus was the kind of woman who was willing to consider every precaution. On top of that, the other sisters would begin to chant a spell upon Raven. This spell would sink itself into the deepest reaches of Raven's brain until its 'claws' have become too embedded for them to be removed anymore. It would be a much faster brainwashing process than just the treats alone would do.
Though she had little hope left for herself at this point, Raven still had to try and speak up now that the rope was gone from her throat. "Corvus, you really don't have to do this, you know. There's many better things you could be doing...like sticking your head inside a broiling oven, for instance..."
"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! You can't talk to me that way! I'm the older sibling here! You impudent brat!" Corvus shrieked at the top of her lungs, stomping her feet like a child. She noticed that the others were staring at her. It only took a split-second for the eldest sister to center herself again. "Raven, you're going to be speaking much differently when we're done here. Now shut up and eat your dessert properly, like a good Glutton should."
Corvus was the one who oversaw the feeding while the others took it upon themselves to cast the spell. Raven didn't try to struggle. When she ate the first cream-filled pastry, her taste-buds were struck with such a burst of sensational flavor that it nearly knocked her unconscious. Really, it almost did. Then that incredible burst came again and again. With her magic, Corvus was able to levitate the treats over Raven's head and have them fly inside her awaiting maw one by one. The chanting of the sisters' spell grew louder in volume until Raven could not even hear herself chew anymore. Her ears were ringing, and her head was swirling, but all she could do was keep eating and not complain. Cream, vanilla, chocolate-flavored and otherwise, dribbled down Raven's chin and pooled above her chest. Her throat bulged with every swallow. Corvus didn't show any reluctance or hesitation in playing her part despite the familial relation they shared. With the brainwashing and the fattening food both at work, Raven started to succumb fairly quickly. She had liked to believe that she was strong enough to repel their manipulations, but in the end, she was not able to withstand their cooperative assault on her psyche. Raven's stomach started to express the aching signs of tautness, but her actual growth had yet to begin.
