A man in his early forties sat quietly in an empty conference table with 8 seats and 7 computer screens, waiting for the others to arrive. Checking his watch he noted they had three minutes left. As the hour struck 6 of the 7 screens turned on with live video of his companions. "Brothers and sisters welcome," the man sneering at the fact that they chose to do a video chat instead of meeting in person. It wasn't too long ago that he would have given the shirt off his back for his old 'friends' and they would have gladly done the same for him, but now they don't even trust each other to be in the same room anymore.

"Spare us the pleasantries Pride. I've got a lot of things to do so let's get this meeting over with." This bloated man wearing a white shirt demanded.

The Brotherhood of SIN, a group of psychics who have long been persecuted by society because of their powers. Disgusted with humanity in general, the members name themselves after the seven deadly sins, dedicating themselves to bringing about Armageddon. They very nearly succeeded if it wasn't for one who oppose them.

"You? Since when did you ever do anything Sloth?" a short ugly woman ridiculed, causing Sloth to scowl at her.

"Be nice Lust, after all we all can't have an army of sex slaves to do our bidding. I'm kind of envious really." said a tall person with a boy's face but a woman's voice. This time it was Lust turn to scowl.

"Enough of this nonsense!" Pride yelled slamming his hand on the table. "Let us get this meeting started."

"Are you sure? After all we're not all here." one man pointing to the empty seat and still off computer screen. "It would seem that Hope has refused your invite."

"I am aware of that Greed, but it cannot be helped. After all Hope was never really one of us, but I felt the need to extend him the courtesy since he possess one of the totems." Pride explained. "Speaking of which..." The others didn't need to be told, and simply presented their totems and place them in front of their computer screens.

The totems: Several years ago SIN found what they believed to be Pandora's Box and planned to release the 7 plagues of man. However in order to open the box they needed a sacrifice. Their chosen sacrifice, a boy named Gage, somehow manage to interrupt the ritual and destroy the box in the processes. Contrary to popular belief, the seven deadly sins weren't actually imprisoned inside the box but rather their essence was use to create the box itself; and by law of the old gods, the only way for them to be free is that the box had to be opened not broken. Seven cultist members were able to escape with seven fragments. To their amazement each of the fragments contained the essence of one of the sins. The fragments then transformed into various items, called totems, enhancing the members psychic powers.

Pride's Totem, an ear piece connected to a cell phone, enhancing his telepathy. With this there are so secrets from him. He knows more about people than they know about themselves, and this knowledge only makes him more disgusted with humanity.

Greed's Totem, is an old wallet filled with blank pieces of paper, enhancing his power of hypnosis. Greed can make the paper inside his wallet to appear as any amount of cash. In addition he can even create any legal documents, from birth certificates to drivers licences, giving him a multitude of fake identifications.

Lust's Totem, a flower broach, enhancing her pheromones. Despite being short and ugly, Lust's pheromones can drive anyone and any animal wild. She has a small army of love slaves completely and utterly devoted. They are so addicted to her pheromones that they would literally die of a broken heart if she's absent from them for too long.

Envy's Totem, a small camera, enhancing her teleportation. Basically Envy can 'steal' anything she takes a picture of by teleporting it right to her. Small jewelry, cars, trees, buildings, and even people's faces. Which is why she looks taller and like a boy now.

Gluttony's Totem, a pocket knife, enhancing his pyrokinesis. Using his knife, Gluttony can cook and slice at the same time. It also helps him burn calories extra fast so no matter how much he eats he never gets fat. On the down side he's constantly hungry and prefers fresh meat over package ones sold at the market.

Sloth's Totem, a remote control, enhancing his telekinesis. Using the remote he get things do whatever and get whatever he wants without getting out off his butt. In fact he's been living on his electric wheelchair ever since he got his totem.

Wrath's Totem, a set of brass knuckles, giving him full body manipulation. Using the totem, Wrath is able to increase his muscle mass to near superhuman levels. He can also use it for accelerated healing and immunity from any diseases and poisons.

If Hope/Gage was present his Totem would have been a simple lock. Unlike the other totems Gage's didn't take another form and kept it's original appearance as the lock on the box. Never the less it is still a powerful item that enhanced Gage's ability to speak to the dead. Allowing him to not only summon them but also possessing his body granting him their skills and knowledge.

"Beautiful," Pride cried as he stared at the Totems. Wishing that he could just reach through the screens and get that which is rightfully his. "Once we bring all eight together we can rebuild the box and complete our master plan."

"Yeah about of that," Greed interrupted.

"Let me guess, you're having second thoughts about purifying this sinful world?" Pride snapped. This was the one thing he feared after his companions received their powers.

"Well no, I mean I still hate humanity and all but I just put a down payment for a tropical island, and it would be a shame if the world got destroyed before I can enjoy it." Greed joked.

"Also what will we eat if the world ends?" Glutton wondered taking a bite of fried chicken.

"Plus it just seems like too much work," Sloth yawned.

"Well I feel that death is too good for them. We should make them suffer." Lust laughed sadistically.

"ENOUGH!" Pride screamed. "You've all been corrupted by petty desires! Have you all forgotten that this is the very reason we created SIN?"

"Don't mock it until you've tried it man," Envy mocked. "Still I envy your devotion to the cause. Too bad I can't steal that. Click." Envy pretending to use an invisible camera on Pride.

"If you will not support the cause then you are no longer SIN. Surrender the Totems now!" Pride demanded.

"Consider this my resignation," Greed giving Pride the finger. "And I'm keeping my totem," he declared turning off his screen. The others followed suit by turning off their screens as well. Leaving only one on.

"And what about you old friend?" Pride addressing the last screen.

Wrath didn't say a word. Instead he took his Totem and put them on before getting up and leaving. A few seconds later the door to the conference room opened and Wrath walked in. "You know I'll always stand by you," Wrath pledged.

"Thank you, but now we need the other Totems." Pride reiterated.

"That won't be easy. Other than Sloth who pretty much stays lock up at home, the others move around due to their operations." Wrath reported.

Pride consider this. Ever since the ritual failed and the box destroyed, the members of SIN separated and gone into hiding. After discovering the powers of the Totems, they immediately began using them for their own petty desires. Lust tracked down all the boys she ever had a crush on as well as girls who ridiculed her in order to use her pheromones to turn them all into her personal love slaves. Even though Greed can make all the money he would ever need, he wanted more. He wanted to create his own personal empire. Envy grew up in a orphanage, hating kids with happy families, hating other kids getting adopted, hating how everyone kept accusing her of being a thief just because missing items just happen to appear next to her, just hating everything in general. The only thing that makes her happy is to see others become more miserable than her. She does this by using her camera to 'steal' their happiness. Gluttony travels around looking for new things to burn and eat. Sloth can't even bother to get himself out of bed, so he just uses his remote to do everything for him. Wrath goes around underground fight clubs for money but mainly because he likes to beat people up. As for Pride himself, he uses his mind reading powers to create a vast information network so that he can blackmail anyone to do his bidding. That just leaves Hope.

"Perhaps our eighth brother can help us," Pride smiled.

"Hope?" Wrath puzzled.

"My intel informs me that he and his companion have joined some kind of agency. WADDLES is believe it's called." Pride informed him.

"That's a dumb name."

"It's a acronym for something I don't know it's new," Pride brushed aside.

"So how does that help us?" Wrath wondered.

"We just need to spoon feed this agency clues of the whereabouts of our brethren," Pride hinted at.

"Then he'll gather the remaining Totems," Wrath smiled in understanding. "But how does that get us the totems?"

"I'm certain that a man of your talents can think of a way to 'break' into this agency where ever it is," Pride winked.

"I'll try not to 'break' to many skulls while I'm at it," Wrath joked getting at what Pride is planning. As the two continued making plans of how to use Gale and WADDLES against the other SINs, they failed to notice a small indicator light blinking on Hope's computer screen.

Over at PHQ the agents and Waddles gathered around computer listening in on the SIN's meeting. At first Gage considered attending this meeting to see what the SINs were up to but Dib had a better idea. After making a lifetime of spying on other people, Dib knew a way to turn on a computer remotely without anyone at the other end realize it's on. Allowing them to eavesdrop on the conversation.

"So what do we do?" Chris asked. While he knew that he and Gage would face off against SIN again, he's always dreaded it.

"They've divided so now we conquer. If Pride thinks he can use us then he's got another thing coming," Gale declared. "I'd say we track him down and take him and Wrath"

"Now hold on there," Waddles typed. "This does present a golden opportuntity."

"But Waddles this is obviously a trap!" Gage argued.

"True but if he's willing to lead us to the others, I'd say we let him."

"But it's too risky."

"Taking out one of the boxes is worth the risk."

"Wait boxes?" The agents looking at the little pig curiously.

"Oops I meant box, sorry I mistype that." Waddles apologized. While the agents know that Waddles is a bad typist due to his pig feet's lack of fingers. This wasn't his usual misspellings. "Anyway no reason for us to rush to a decision just yet, let us wait and see how this plays out before taking action. Oh and before I forget." Waddles's eyes began glowing as the agents felt a sharp pain in their heads.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" they all screamed. After a few agonizing minutes, Waddles stopped. "What was that all about?"

"Sorry but I was puting up a mental block. This will sheild you from any mind reading. Especially from Pride." Waddles explained.

"Isn't there a less painful way to do that?"

"Not if you want it to be efective," Waddles justified. The agents looked unconvinced. "Anyway that's it for now, you can all go home. We'll continue this at our next meeting." As the agents boarded the train, Gage stared back at Waddles as if wanting to say something further. However he brushed that thought out of his mind and went into the train. After the train have gone, Waddles headed back to his office. Going through D.I.C.S. archives in his computer he stopped at a file labelled Pandora's boxes. While most have heard the story of Pandora's box, what they don't know is that there wasn't just one box. There were dozens of boxes around the world used to contain evil, most of which were either destroyed or now under the care of various heroes; and while Pandora was only associated with one of them, all of the boxes ended up being named after her legacy. A fact that was kept from the public since they didn't want people searching for any of the remaining boxes. Waddles stopped at the box fitting Gale's description. He then typed his report to his superiors: 'Pandora's Box 47 active. Possible lead. Opening case file.'