this is the sequel story to Spirit Guardian of Shinigami, I am sorry I did not put this here when I first posted this, I did not think that I would be making these two stories have a common storyline until after the fact. The events of this story take place one year after the end of Spirit Guardian of Shinigami, so I hope this clears up any confusion in later chapters, and if you are clueless on what this is for, the prequel is now complete, and I think you will not be as confused if you go read that one before continuing past this note.

Kidd POV

"Father, let me get this straight. You want me, Liz, Patti, Maka, Soul, Black Star, and Tsubaki to attend a normal school in Louisiana, and work to find a contact of yours while also searching for a Kishin, and one of the students who is apparently my sister?" I put my hands in my pockets, while everyone else has faces of utter disbelief on their faces. "This plan is doomed to fail." I mutter to myself.

Father puts up both hands in peace signs. "Yup~! You all will be transferring there in time for the second semester to start, so you will not need to catch up in any of your classes." He pulls out a sheaf of papers and hands them to each of us. "These are your schedules and classroom numbers, as well as locker numbers and the house you all will be staying at during this mission!"

Maka speaks up. "Wait, we will all be living in the same house for the semester?!" She looks uncomfortable with that idea, and I can't help but feel the same way, probably for totally different reasons though.

"Well, if you can get along well enough with the only other girl living on the lane, you girls might be able to stay with her for weekends! Though she is reported as being quite violent and not very social, she is highly cooperative and mature beyond her years." Father speaks to me directly. "Kidd, if you can get through to this girl, she can tell you a lot about what is going on in the school, but you must tread lightly, and whatever you do, don't antagonize her. I have a bad feeling regarding her for the most part, so make it a goal to befriend her."

"Of course Father." I turn around and walk out. "We should all go pack what we will be needing for now, then go catch the flight out there." I wave for everyone else in my resonance team to follow, and they do once they say goodbye to Father.

Soul sighs. "Perfect. Another overly violent girl that we have to be friends with who is also going to be our neighbor. Could this mission possibly get any worse?"

"OF COURSE NOT! I, THE ALMIGHTY BLACK STAR, WILL MAKE EVERYTHING BETTER AND GET RID OF THE THREATS WITHOUT THE NEIGHBOR! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Black Star shouts, and we all just roll our eyes at him.

"I just hope we can get along alright. I really don't want to have to deal with her hating us for the whole semester when she is in school and is the closest female neighbor we will have." Liz mutters to the other girls.

Four Days Later

Lianne POV

I walk into the school library on the first day of the second semester, carrying my almost black backpack filled with empty binders, my laptop, and various books, while I carry my history and literature textbooks in my arms, to find some kid with spiked blue hair mouthing off to the librarians, while a group of people are trying to make him shut up.

I walk up behind the annoyance and tap his shoulder. When he turns to face me, I give him my angriest glare. "If you are going to be like this, then you can get out and stay out. I have a headache and I only just got here, so I will warn you once: do not mess with anyone today." With that, I nod to the relieved librarians and walk over to the couches, where I take my usual seat and pull out my laptop to work on my creative writing online course project. When I have been sitting there for about ten minutes typing, I sense someone staring at me, then their presence behind me, and grab the hand that is reaching to touch my shoulder. The hand leads me to the arm of one of the people who was trying to stop the argument with the librarians. He has jet black hair with three white, horizontal stripes on the left side of his head, is wearing a pair of black shoes, black jeans, and a white shirt with an open black jacket over the top of the whole thing.

"What do you want, I'm busy." I say bluntly, hoping to make him go away.

He pulls his hand back from my tight grip. "I just wanted to apologize for the way Black Star was behaving. I will be honest, none of us have ever been able to silence him like that for this long before. Could you tell me your secret?" He gives me a small smile, and I cool off a bit.

"Well, I kind of take after my mom a little too much, I guess. I'm not part of an average family, if you know what I mean." I shrug a bit and look into his golden eyes for a second, and I could swear I know him. "But aside from that, I just don't like to be pestered, and enough people here already antagonize me enough so that there is a large group who avoids me whenever they possibly can."

"I understand the feeling. May I sit with you?"

I smile back at him at last. "Quite the gentleman, aren't you?" I motion for him to take the seat next to me, which he jumps to. "Anyway, I know you and your crew are new here. What's your name, and what is your schedule for the semester?" I pull out mine from my pocket as he pulls out his.

"I'm Kidd. What classes do you have?" We compare our schedules and find we have the first, third, and fourth block classes together, being art, math analysis, and English Literature. "That's pretty neat, we have most of the same classes together. Somebody local as a friend, right? Anyway, what's your name?"

"I'm Lianne." I pause as I hear the first bell ring, warning us we have another ten minutes before class begins. I shut my laptop and shove it into my bag. "Kidd, do you know your way around, or do you need a last minute tour before we go to art? We can leave our stuff there."

He shakes his head. "We all went around and found our classes a while ago."

"Well then, let's-" One of my friends sneaks up on me and jabs me in the side from behind, making me jump up and start chasing her out of the library at top speed. "Ya lil' piece o'-! Git back 'ere righ' now!" I shout at her, grabbing her bag and swinging her around and pulling her into a chokehold, but being sure not to hold her hard enough to leave a mark. "Don't you dare do that again, Hannah! You know how bad it turned out for the last person to do that to me!"

"Sorry~! I just couldn't resist tormenting you like that." She giggles, and I give her a noogie, being sure to mess up her hair as much as possible. "Hey, stop that!"

Kidd comes running up to us as I release Hannah, still slightly fuming as I adjust my bag on my shoulders. "Hey, what the hell just happened?" he asks, totally lost on what just transpired in the space of a few seconds.

I shrug. "Most people have a knee-jerk reaction, mine is a tap-attack reaction." I turn my back to him and start walking to the art room. "Are you coming or are you going to just stand there and stare at me?"

After School

Kidd POV

I walk out of fourth block, nearly shaking from the war that almost broke out when that one idiot Jeff threw a pencil, then a marker, at Lianne, who then proceeded to peg them back so hard that both of them cracked when they hit Jeff. Then he went on to throw other things when the teacher wasn't looking, then it was all we could do to deal with her cracking her knuckles and trying to calm herself, but failing miserably. When he threw an eraser, she totally snapped: she stood up and grabbed him by the collar and proceeded to yell in his face and punch him several times before I managed to break through my shock and pull her off of him. Jeff then fell to the ground, totally embarrassed as I dragged her into the hallway to make her calm down before going back to class.

Now, trying to calm my trembling hands, I find Maka and Soul sitting in the library waiting for the rest of us. I join them just as Lianne, the demon in disguise, walks in calmly, picking up a manga from the shelf and going to the counter to check it out as she returns the one before it in the series. My trembling picks back up and I look away from her.

"Yo, Kidd, what's up with you? You look traumatized." Soul comments quietly, and Maka hums in agreement.

Footsteps come up next to me, and I recognize Lianne's shoes. She gives me a mint flavored piece of gum. "Look, this is my fault. He had to stop me from going all out on Major Annoyance Number One Jeff in fourth block, and I tend to traumatize witnesses the first few times. Although, it has been a while since that has happened, but it's not something that occurs a whole lot."

Soul snorts. "Kidd, you are scared of her?"

I glare at him shakily as I chew the gum, finding it calms me rapidly. "Soul, you weren't there, and trust me, she is much worse than Father, Maka, Spirit, and Stein combined." I glance at her. "How is it that you did not get into trouble for that?"

She purses her lips tightly and looks away. "People are scared of me, and the teachers know what is going on between me and him, and he started it anyway. Besides, he was warned long ago what would happen if he antagonized me too much." She turns her back to us again. "Look, I need to get going, so I'll see you all later."

Maka frowns. "Kidd, I'm looking at her with Soul Perception, and her soul is really strange looking. Can you take a look?"

I nod and look as well, and gasp at what I see. Hers is a navy blue soul with black and white splotches all over it, and waves of soft red glowing all around her, but there is also a white light surrounding the red, seeming to be a poor balance of madness and sanity in her mind. "I've never seen anything like this before, let alone heard of a case like hers."

She nods in agreement. "We need to report this right now. I have a really bad feeling that she is not going to be our friend for long, if your Father thinks along the lines of what the red might mean."

I feel a shiver go down my spine as I watch her disappear in the crowd of students headed towards the student parking just outside the band room in the next hallway. "But what if he already knows about her?" Soul butts in. "I mean, if this girl's soul is the way you say it is, then could it mean that she might actually be our contact?"

As I open my mouth to reply, we hear Black Star shouting in the hallway. "YAHOO! IMMA BE THE BIGGEST STAR HERE! BOW DOWN TO YOUR FUTURE GOD YOU PEASANTS! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

"Black Star, please be quiet! You're going to get into trouble!" Tsubaki puts her hand on his shoulder in an effort to hush him.

"MAKA CHOP!" The next thing we see is a dictionary flying through the air and lodging itself into his skull. Black Star falls to the ground in an unsymmetrical heap as Liz and Patty round the corner and stare at the scene. "Can we go now? I wanted to see if we could cook a lasagna tonight."

I nod, not feeling shaken by Maka's actions in the least.

One Month Later, After School

Lianne POV

Climbing into the car, I feel a set of eyes on me, and notice there is a person standing around the corner, peeking their head out at me and not breaking a line of sight. It looks like a man with a stitched up lab coat and a giant screw through his head. Not feeling intimidated in the least, I make no sign to indicate that I have seen him and lock the doors before putting the keys into the ignition. Buckling up, I see Kidd and his friends leave through the same doors I used, but do not try to greet them.

Pulling out, I turn up the volume on the radio, listening to commercials on my favorite radio station and cracking my windows slightly to let some of it out. I drive steadily and calmly, trying not to notice the feeling that I am being followed by a large group of people. Only when I notice the man from the parking lot is in a jeep with a redheaded man right behind me do I start to worry. My grip on the steering wheel tightens drastically with every passing second as the song changes to commercials again, where I just turn it off.

Pulling up to my turn, I note that they have backed off a little bit, but plan on making the same turn as me. I know this road leads to many dangerous blind turns that only the locals like me know how to drive through, I speed up ridiculously fast and lose him in the dust, going for the second blind turn as my pull off. It is a good place to drive through my property and to the back path to my house, but is not an obvious path either, making it perfect for getting away.

Pulling around to my garage, I press the button to pull in, and punch it as I hear a car coming up my road. Turning off the car, I leave my bag in the car and run inside, going straight to my parents' room upstairs, where there is a shotgun and a pistol hidden under their bathroom sink. There is a solid kick to the front door and I flinch, feeling the solid weight of the weapons in my hands as the door crashes open, followed by a maniacal laugh.

I run to the top of the stairs and see a disgusting creature with giant clawed hands, a hunched back with spikes coming through the slimy green skin that is bleeding blackish-reddish blood, and eerily glowing red eyes. It looks straight into my eyes and releases another disgusting laugh as it raises its hand to me in a threatening manner. In response, I raise my shotgun and pump out two shots, making him stagger back out the door.

It roars in pain, making me cringe from the horrible sound. Knowing that it will charge at me once it recovers, I run to the office window, opening it as I hear steps approaching the bottom of the stairs. I push out the screen as it turns into the office, and jump out with a scream to land on my feet, but not balanced. I roll down the hill, unable to stop myself for a moment, when I hear it roar at me from the window. Pushing myself up a bit, I fall back with a cry of pain.

"Damn it!" I feel my ankle swelling and my ribs trying to snap from my tumble. The thing calmly approaches me as I raise my guns, the shotgun to it and the pistol to myself, wanting to go out on my own terms. "Stay AWAY!"

"HEY!" I watch as a white blur catches the monster off-guard, attacking it and stepping between us. I then realize it is the man that was following me earlier. "Lianne, are you alright?"

"Nothing that I can't heal from." I wince as I try to take a deep breath, my abused ribs hurting me too much. "Who are you, and why were you following me?"

Footsteps rustle the grass behind me, and I whirl around to come face-to-face with Kidd, holding two pistols upside down in both hands. "We are from DWMA, and that is a Kishin. What did you do to provoke an attack?"

"Nothing, it kicked down the door, and I responded!" I turn my gaze to the Kishin, and a memory comes to me again as I duck as the man in a white lab coat goes flying into Kidd, dropping the giant black and gray scythe next to me. Without a second thought, I grab it, to a lot of protest, and push myself to stand in a defensive position, the pole across my chest and the curved blade hiding half of my face. "I dare you to do that again, bitch."

"Lianne, what are you doing?!" Kidd shouts at me, but I ignore him.

As the Kishin debates, I reach out with my soul to the scythe in my hands. "SOUL RESONANCE!" I force an easy resonance with the weapon, and feel a surge deep within my body as a gust of wind pushes everyone around me away.

Kidd POV

As I watch, Lianne resonates perfectly with Death Scythe, shocking all of us. But what surprises me the most is that her hair changes from a light brown to an ebony black just like mine, but I can't see what the effect on her eyes is.

All I know is the effect on her voice is astounding: it deepens and has an obvious rage aimed at the Kishin. "Your soul is mine." She seems to float through the air as she charges at the Kishin, slicing its head off in a perfectly symmetrical manner. Disgusting, slimy blood of red and black sprays over her as the body warps into a powerful red tinted soul. "You know, this isn't my first rodeo, cowboy." She doesn't seem to be addressing anyone in particular as Death Scythe transforms into his human, redheaded form to collect the evil soul, locking it into a special box just for these kinds of Kishins. Looking back at me, I see a rim of gold and black around her eyes, rapidly losing the gold tint. "Kidd, I am your contact. My memories were blocked from an accident on one of my missions last year, and your father decided we could use it to an advantage to find your sister."

I gasp as my eyes widen. "You know about her?!"

"Yeah, and I know one thing for sure: she is very close, much closer than you think."

Okay, another new story, I know, but at least I am keeping the thoughts going. I think it is obvious where this story is going, but you got no idea what I have in mind for the later chapters of this. I am evil, as many of my friends complain on a daily basis, and others try to insult me with. I take it as a compliment, so be nice if you want to call me something… else.

I do not own Soul Eater.