I looked left then right as I ducked into the dark alley. I turned more than once, just to be absolutely sure I was not being followed. The pain in my feet thudded against the pavement as I ran swiftly through the musty-smelling place. I wondered absentmindedly about my ability to sneak this well. It might have been the shinigami blood that now was pulsating anxiety through my veins. The slightest rustle of oncoming wind, or soft clang of a hungry animal rummaging about in the dumpster frightened me. This was because I knew she was coming.

She'd caught up to me many times, yes, but I vowed that this time would be different. I used the utmost care to summon Beelzebub and fly over the buildings of Death City. It would be difficult to hide from her up here in plain sight, but I thought that it would only take half a second on Beelzebub. As soon as I could see my hideout, I began my descent to the outskirts of the city. Each time I saw a building pass by in a flash below me, my heart raced faster and pounded against the inside of my chest. My body kept tensing for attack, even thought it was highly unlikely that she'd seen me. She'd been to powerful for my father. It was no use fighting against her myself since I found that it tore at my heartstrings to raise a hand in her direction. I remembered that day clearly...
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Gopher had joined DWMA. After my rescue, they had taken him and made him swear allegiance to us. For the next few days, it seemed like Maka was spending more time with Gopher than with me. I got somewhat used to her not being around, and lived out those days alone. Of course I had Liz and Patti, but I tended to pay them less attention with Maka not there. If that wasn't enough, I started noticing changes in Maka's behaviour. She was becoming more and more like a bully than the kind girl I'd known before. It wasn't out of the ordinary to see students avoiding her wrath as much as possible. I saw that she wore a certain black jacket with her name written across the back in diamond letters every single day.

Then one day, Maka rang my doorbell. I answered it, expecting some sort of peddler of some kind, and I gasped when I saw the pigtailed girl at my doorstep. "Um... Hi?" I said halfheartedly, watching her moves closely.

She was peering over my shoulder now, trying desperately to see into the house behind me. Finally she focused in on my face. "Are Liz, Patti, and Shinigami-sama here?" She asked, cocking her head to one side slightly.

"Yes, but..." I started. Why would she want to know?

"Cool! Let's hang out, Kid-kun!" Maka exclaimed, pulling me by the arm into the living room. The minute she saw my father, her eyes narrowed and she let go of my arm. She peered around the room nervously now, glancing from time to time at my father. She fidgeted with the collar of her jacket, almost seeming like she was trying to rip it off. Her expression said that too, but I couldn't imagine why.

With a gasp, she suddenly dropped her hands from the collar, her arms falling loosely at her sides. I watched in horror as her eyes turned blood red. She shoved me out of the way, lunging at my father.

"Maka...!" I stuttered, still in shock. I saw her attacking him, and he fought back with a series of shinigami chops against the marauding Maka.

To my surprise, I could only stand rooted to the spot. I was frozen, and couldn't make my hands reach out to stop her, and possibly save us.

With a great kick, Maka sent him flying against the back wall. She turned to me, her eyes burning with rage. For a moment, they returned to their deep-green color, and she lost her offensive position. "Kid... I'm So-sorr..." She whispered, but the red flames rose in her eyes once more. She turned and pounced on my father. With him seemingly out of the way, she moved in on me, smiling strangely.

I backed away a bit. But I couldn't bring myself to fight her. Why? I jumped out of the building, the only escape route being a window. I made a hard landing on Beelzebub, flying away as fast as I could, not ever looking behind me.

On the outskirts of town, I'd found a cave I could hide out in. I lived out my days trying to find food and such in the city when I could, seeing as how Maka had taken it over with her unstoppable power. It was sort of cruel, seeing as how I was the one who was destined to become the leader of the city, now forced out into the wilderness. I was always trying to avoid the screams of cityfolk pointing me out.

Yes, Maka had put posters all over the buildings advertising me as a wanted criminal. Again, very cruel as she was the overlord of all this. I had to avoid being seen at all costs, or I was taken by Maka's loyal guardians. I knew the only reason she wanted me was to get a hold of my shinigami power, and that was the only thing I would not give to anyone.