(Present time now)
"Cecil leave right now," he stuttered while making a defensive position with his scythe. Cecil walked away slowly and exited the room. "If I am defeated, you will not go after him or damage him, understood?" He commanded.

For some reason Becca didn't smirk. "Sure. He didn't do anything to me." Becca grabbed her second sword and swung it at him, full speed again. He was in the way of her Sins. In the way of her power. In the way of everything. He had to die.

After Becca had less stamina, he swung his Scythe at full power at her. She was in the way. She had to die.

Becca caught it on her sword. He was a lot stronger than she anticipated. She sliced with both her swords, scraping his cheek.

Wickz got back into defensive position. "Blood, eh?" He used his free hand's thumb and licked some blood off his cheek. Becca felt the urge to suck everything out of him at that moment.

(-licks blood- huehuehuehueuheuheuheuheuheuhue)

Becca strained her blade toward his neck. He was a lot stronger than he seemed, "Can't you just give up? Die already."

"How about you?" And used his chains to tie around her legs. She wobbled and Wickz kicked her as the chain unraveled off her legs.

((Wait you have chains.))
Becca stumbled back. She was on the defensive. She was on the defensive. This had never happened before. How could he?!... Becca slashed at his neck, not even brushing him. "How did you get so GOOD?!"

"To be honest, I was a bit tired that night." He dodged every flying sword with his hands in his pocket.

((Aren't you holding a scythe tho))
Becca growled, she dived at him, and slashed a gash down his chest. "Don't fight me while looking so nonchalant." She drove the point of her sword at his neck.

He stop the sword, his hand on the blade. He dug his palm into it, forcing it upwards so her hands would slip. Blood was rushing down from his palm and onto her sword.

"W-wha-" Becca tripped and fell onto the ground.

His hands bled rapidly from the small "papercut". He got his scythe and swung it swiftly in a figure of 8 2 times. He pointed the blade at her.

Becca looked up at him. "Y-you beat me? You?! The pathetic son? Wha-?"

He swung it onto her. The blade cutting into her clothes and into her pale skin. She coughed out blood and spurted in several directions from the wound. Wickz covered in blood stared at her, with no emotions. Blood dripping down as if it was god's tears.

Becca's vision went hazy from the pain. She stared down at the wound, and coughed up more blood. "W-Wickz-" Becca barely managed to call his name before doubling over in agony. "W-Wick-" Becca coughed louder, dying the grass crimson. She reached inside her coat, and barely managed to pull it out. Slowly she grabbed it, and threw the bag of coins at his feet. The coins of Greed further stained, her blood adding to its crimson hues. She looked him in the eyes. Brown and green were the last things she saw before she passed out, pool of blood expanding around her.

Luna broke down the door "Becca where are you !"

Luna ran to the mansoin"Becca-wickz what are you doing ?"

Luna ran to becca "Are you ok?Becca?" Luna's eyes were teary eyed then she started crying