"Wow." Alfred glanced around, the lens in his glasses gleaming in the bright surroundings. They were standing on a red floor that stretched as far as they could see could see was a red floor. In the distance was large bed with lace curtains hung gracefully from the wooden frame set above it. Sitting crosslegged on the bed was Taylor in a tight red dress, applying mascara carefully as she observed her progress in a small mirror.

"Taylor?" Romano stepped forward, raising a brow. She didn't look quite right- her skin was a shader paler than usual, and her hair, which was normally a beautiful, shiny black, looked dull and limp, despite her effort to curl it.

Taylor looked up, and instantly, the entire group except Lovino took a step back. Her irises were a bright red, and she flashed a brilliant smile as she spotted the crowd. "Greetings." She said slowly, standing up and flipping her hair over her shoulder. "What brings you boys here?"

Romano continued towards Taylor. "How're you feeling, Tay?" He asked tentatively. The gentleness in his voice seemed to throw the rest of the group off.

"Oh, I'm not Taylor." She smiled, walking towards him so that they were face to face. "I'm Lust."

Taylor reached forward and placed her hand on Romano's chest. His brows furrowed and he removed her hand slowly. "What are you doing?"

"Be careful, Romano." Cooper warned, taking the smallest of steps forward. "I'm not sure if Taylor will even recognize you. The dream jumper seems to be in complete control."

Taylor cocked her head to the side, her lips pursing slightly. "Don't be such a wuss, hon. This is something we both need." She stated in a seductive voice, before pulling on his collar until Romano's lips met her's.

Romano squirmed and managed to escape, holding Taylor back firmly, but not angrily, knowing this was not her fault. "No. You don't need this. You may want this, but you don't need this. This isn't you, Tay." He said the last part softly.

Taylor's face fell, her eyes begging. "Please." She whispered, fighting to come towards Lovino. The strength she was exerting was far more than he was expecting to come from the mortal, and she managed to pin Romano's arms to his sides, kissing him once more.

"I feel weird being here. Should we give them some space?" Mexico joked, elbowing Jenna playfully, although he and everyone less standing behind Romano were physically uncomfortable.

"No!" Romano shouted, flustered now as he pushed Taylor away. "We are not doing anything of that sort. You don't want this, you don't need it- snap out of it!" He shouted, the patience he had managed to show Taylor waning rather quickly.

Taylor's eyes hardened, and she ripped herself away from Romano's grip, her face contorted in an angry sneer. "Oh, I understand what's happening here." She said grimly. "I know who are you. You think I'm not good enough for you, Chastity? You think you're so above this, that you're so above me!"

Lovino was taken back for a second. "Did you just call me Chastity?"

Taylor's eyes were practically glowing now with rage. "There's hardly any hiding it!" Taylor's voice came out much raspier than before as her skin gained a slight red hue. Her pupils turned to slits and from her curled hair sprouted horns that came down and followed the outline of her jaw. Her hands enlarged and her fingernails turned black and grew several inches as she growled.

"Holy shit!" Gilbert shouted, trying to jump into China's unawaiting arms, causing both of them to fall over.

Romano backed away as Taylor grew a bit larger, the seams of her dress stretching and ripping. She bared her sharpened teeth, a snakelike tongue licking the large canines. "What the hell is happening right now!"

"I get it!" Jenna shouted, both with excitement and fear. "She called you Chastity- that's the counter-sin- er, virtue, to Lust! By refusing to give into Lust, you've become chaste, and you've marked yourself as her enemy."

"I'd say so- doesn't look like she wants much to do with you now!" America commented as the demon Taylor roared, taking a swipe at Romano, who dived out of the way. "Unless you count wanting to kill you, which she does."

"What do I do?" Lovino demanded.

"You have to weaken the body to the verge of death before the spirit can be chased away!" Cooper reminded him.

Taylor dived forward again, attempting to slash Lovino across the chest, but he was quick enough to escape again. "I don't have anything to fight her with!"

"We're in the mind scape, it's like a dream!" Seborga shouted to his brother. "Try imaging a weapon!"

"I'm not quite sure it'll work like tha-"

"Shhhhh," Seborga covered China's mouth, "be quiet old man."

Romano, his face now shining with sweat, squeezed his eyes shut, a pictured the first weapon that came to mind in his hand.

Within moments, a large, double sided battle axe, similar to the style of Spain's own weapon, appeared in his hand. He wrapped his fingers around this and used the flat of the blade to block the next shot Taylor took.

"THAT'S SO BADASS!" Mexico shouted. Alfred crossed his arms and muttered something about wanting to say that first.

Romano pushed Taylor away with the axe, his teeth gritted as he swung it around, hitting Taylor square in the side. She let out an ear-splitting scream, and as the Italian ripped the blade out of her body, she reached forward with her clawed hand and managed to gauge the skin on his chest, sending him to his knees, blood dripping to the floor, where it blended in perfectly.

"Come on, Romano, you can do this!" Matthew shouted as the group watched Taylor stumble and sway as well, holding her side, which was also bleeding profusely.

"You need one more shot like that, Lovino!" Cooper encouraged, his eyes wide.

"It's what you have to do to save her." Japan said just loud enough for Lovino to hear.

Romano staggered to his feet, tears running involuntarily from his eyes. He mustered up the strength to lift the axe head off the ground, and ran forward. Taylor got up to meet Romano's attack, but wasn't quick enough to counterattack or defend herself, as Lovino stuck the blade of his axe into the abdomen of his best friend with a sickening sucking sound as it cut through the muscle wall.

Taylor stumbled back, tripping over herself until she fell onto her back, her breathing becoming shallow and quick. Romano's eyes widened with panic as he scrambled forward. "No, no, no, no! Dio mio, mi dispiace molto!" He slipped into his native tongue as he fell to Taylor's side, grabbing the handle of the axe.

"No, no, don't take that out!" New Zealand ran forward with Jenna, pale at the sight of the blood, at his side. "Don't take that out until she's been giving the healing potion. We have no idea how deep the blade is and if she bleeds out here, she bleeds out in reality."

Cooper knelt by her head, placing his hand on her heart. "Jenna, be ready with the healing potion. As soon as the dream jumper leaves her, she'll need to be healed straight away."

"Sir yes sir." Jenna breathed.

Taylor glared at Romano as Cooper closed his eyes. "Does it make you feel good, Chastity? To take away something someone enjoys because you don't approve of it? Why do you care what Taylor and I do? Our desire is none of your business." She hissed through her pointed teeth. "People like you make me sick."

Romano glared at Lust through the tears in his eyes. "Taylor would not do this. What you lack and what Taylor has is this little thing called self-control. It can go a long way." He growled. "Now shut up so I can get Taylor back."

Lust smiled. "Hope you didn't kill her first."

Cooper began the charm. "Audi me spiritus. Tuus hospes relinqere. Redire ad inferos. Pudoris libidine super."

The transformation occurred quickly. Cooper lifted his hand, and held within it was a red ball of what appeared to be smoke and gas. Quickly, it leapt from his hand, flew around Romano's head for a second, before imploding in on itself. Taylor's size instantly returned to normal, the horns retreating back into her skull. Her teeth went from pointed to flat, and her skin tone went back from a red tinge to her sickly pale complexion.

"Jenna!" Cooper called, and the Texan lurched forward and poured the pink liquid down Taylor's throat until she began choking.

"Seriously?" Lovino snapped, going to yank the potion out of Jenna's hand, but Cooper smacked it away. "Romano, pull that out." He stated firmly, pointing at the axe.

Seborga leaned over next to Mexico. "That's what she said."

"Bro, that was so perfect." Mexico laughed, slapping Sebastian on the back. Yào looked over at them in disappointment and disgust.

The color began returning to Taylor's cheeks, and her eyes fluttered open, revealing deep brown irises. The wound in her stomach steamed as it healed herself, and as the skin sutured itself back together, she sat up weakly. Romano instantly threw his arms around her. "Oh thank God! I thought I killed you."

"What?" Taylor asked in a groggy voice, looking around in confusion at New Zealand and Jenna knelt beside her, as well as the other countries standing off in the distance, watching with interest. "Where are we? Are we still going to the movies?" She noticed Lovino was bleeding profusely, and her eyes widened in horror. "Why are you bleeding?" She looked down at her blood soaked dress, which was torn and frayed, with a large bloodstained hole were the axe had been buried in her stomach. "What the hell is happening right now?"

"It's... A long story." Romano breathed. "Honestly, I don't really understand it either."

"You were possessed by a dream jumper. Yours was Lust." Jenna summed it up. "Lovino had to almost kill you to save you. It was really cool and sad at the same time."

Taylor's brows furrowed at the word lust. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"Well, you're predisposed to the Sin- but," Jenna continued as Taylor looked at her, insulted, "the sins aren't completely cut and dry. When people think of Lust, they think of sex, right? Well, that's not what it is. Really, all seven of the sins come back to a lack of self-control and an excess of self-obsession. We just... Handle it in different ways. Lust is actually the least punishable of the sins." Jenna said in an attempt to make Taylor feel better. "The worst is pride."

"What's wrong with a little pride?" America called from where the other countries stood. Canada elbowed him.

"The point is, the sins are bad, yeah, but we're all guilty, and they can be fixed with a bit of effort and time." Jenna smiled.

China raised a brow. "I don't understand this religious stuff."

"We know, Yào, we know." Seborga patted China on the back. Yào glanced at him in confusion.

"Excuse me," Japan raised a hand shyly, "I don't want to rush anyone, but six of the girls are still dying from other dream jumpers. We should continue to the next sin."

Jenna pursed her lips, standing with Cooper as both Taylor and Romano helped each other to stand. "If we're going from bad to worst, Gluttony one level under Lust. Both literally and figuratively."

"What is that supposed to mean?" Gilbert wondered in confusion.

And that's when the floor collapsed beneath them.