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Warning: Future chapters may get an M rating for torture, blood, etc.

Torturous Consequences

Chapter One - Outcome of a Serious Disagreement

Death the Kid and his father get into serious argument. After, when Kid and his friends are in Death City, a bomb goes off and a strong man attacks Death the Kid, and takes him and everyone else hostages. Though, a devious plot unravels when an old witch and her new friends decide to take revenge on Lord Death...through kidnapping Death's son. How will anyone save the tortured soul, as well as save the world?

Death City, home of many people and stores, but the most well known thing sat in the center of the city; the DWMA. On the lovely day, many if the students were heading to their school, anticipation of their lessons swimming in their brains. Though school at the Death Weapon Miester Academy started at exactly seven ante meridiem, there was one student and his weapons that always came an hour late, due to the number seven and it's lack of symmetry.

"Kind of sucks this happens every day, eh Patty?" The oldest Thompson sister sighed, nudging her younger sibling.

Patty nodded her head and laughed, "Being late is fun!"

"We're not late," Kid interrupted. "we are exactly on time."

"Eh?"

"As you already know, seven is not symmetrical. Eight is. We are on time in a perfect and balanced world."

"Only someone as nonsensical as you could figure that," grumbled Liz quietly.

The trio continued towards the academy, which seemed to grow bigger and bigger as they approached it. Once they entered the school, the weapons and their miester strolled in the direction of the Crescent Moon Class. Their steps echoed throughout the empty hallways as they came closer to their classroom. Death the Kid silently opened the double oak doors and entered the classroom.

Stein tilted his head at the arrival of the threesome, "Ah, there you are. You three may take your seats."

Kid nodded at Stein before he strode up the stairs and took his seat with Liz and Patty on either side. Halfway through the lesson, Maka's father, Spirit entered.

"Spirit," Stein cocked his head. "what are you doing here?"

Spirit grinned and glanced around, his eye's locking with Maka's, who in turn scoffed and looked away.

"I came here to fetch someone." Spirit's eyes wandered around the classroom, "Orders of Lord Death."

"Well then, please announce who you need to bring with you so that we can finish dissect-"

Spirit obviously wasn't listening, he had completely forgotten his task and now leaned against the first row of adhered desks, and was quietly chattering in a flirtatious way with a beautiful female student. Maka heaved an irritated sigh and shook her head at her Papa's usual debauchery.

"Spirit." Stein coughed loudly.

Spirit glanced towards Stein, "Huh?"

"Tell us who you need."

Spirit shook his head, "Oh yes, I almost forgot. Death the Kid! Your father would like to speak to you alone in the Death Room!"

Kid nodded and began to walk the steps, with Liz and Patty in tow.

"Oh, Liz, Patty..." Spirit stopped the twin pistols. "...you two should stay in class; Lord Death wanted to see just Kid."

A frown crept onto the sister's faces, but they took their seats reluctantly. Death the Kid casually ambled to the door of Death, and knocked a respectable eight times. He heard a "come in" from inside the Death Room, and made his entrance. He allowed the silvery door close behind him and walked further into the Death Room.

Lord Death came into Kid's view, Death smiled underneath the white skull mask that concealed his face, even though he knew that his son couldn't see him beaming.

"May I inquire to the reason you have called me here, Father?" Kid wondered.

Lord Death's demeanor suddenly became serious, "Yes."

When class ended, the hallways were soon bustling with students. Maka stood with a smile on her face, standing tall with her hands locked behind her back; her eyes darted here-and-there, searching for her friends. When she spotted the cerulean haired assassin and his weapon, her hand shot up in the air and beckoned the duo to come over to them. When they saw it, Black*Star, Tsubaki and even Liz and Patty made their trek through the crowd until they finally stood beside Maka and Soul.

Liz glanced around every other minute, confusing the scythe miester.

"What's wrong, Liz?" Maka asked curiously.

"I haven't seen Kid yet," she replied.

"Hm, yeah! Kid's been talking with Lord Death for a long time!" Patty stretched her arms out wide for emphasis.

"Little jerk!" Black*Star growled. "He got a free card to skip out on class!"

Soul shrugged, "You woul-"

"Those are just rumors!" A shout echoed through the halls of the academy.

"Awfully dangerous rumors, Kid!" The loud voice of Lord Death exclaimed.

"You're blaming all those false idea's on me?! It's not something to joke about father!"

"I'm not joking Kid!"

No one dared speak as Death and his son appeared at the start of the hallway. Everyone could feel the anger that surrounded the Death's. Kid stormed forward, and Death followed hastily.

"Stop right there Kid!" Death ordered.

At this point, the students had pushed themselves against the walls, leaving space for the two to argue. Tension hung in the air as Kid froze and slowly turned his head back in the direction of his father.

"On your last mission alone! You know it was your fault! Someone had to do it intentionally!"

"I see the trust you have in your own son," snarled Kid.

"I didn't want to believe it at first! But I watched you in the mirror!"

"You watched me collect those souls! That is all!"

"You and your weapons made camp! And after that, you walked away! I saw it with my own to eyes, son!"

"Argh! Dad! You believe I would do something that dangerous?!" Kid roared. "I know better than to do something like that after I almost died by him!"

"Which is why I am confused."

"I wouldn't do something to get me expelled from the academy and killed by my own father."

How serious was this...? Maka thought.

"I wouldn't kill you Kid. I am taking persuasions."

Kid closed his eyes his voice getting quieter as he spoke, "Father. As a child, you told me you would put absolute trust in me."

Death's mask contorted in angry emotions.

"I grew you believing that. In what kind of sick world would you think I would...would try to revive the...kishin?"

A gasp escaped the lips of many students. Maka stared wide eyed at Kid. Revive the kishin? Was that even possible?

"May I inquire to the reason you have called me here father?"

"Yes."

Kid placed both his hands in his pockets and waited for his father to continue.

"On your last mission..." Death hesitated. "...you're aware of the soul temple...correct?"

Kid nodded.

"You knew that your mission was scarily close. The Soul temple, a place where the Kishin Asura had kept many human souls to feast on...and a place where he would hide secretes. I don't know if you are informed...but if it were possible at all to revive Asura, that is where to go. Though it never seemed it, a small piece of Asura's soul sleeps there...so it is possible to...revive him."

"Where is this going?" Kid raised an eyebrow.

"You went there. And you released his soul."

"What?!" Kid exclaimed. "What would make you think that!?"

"There are rumors of it...and-"

"Screw the rumors! Why would I bring him back to life!?"

"I don't know! But...if he does make a return, I will have no choice but to expel you and lock you up!"

"Father! You do realize how harsh that is for a false accusation!? What would cause you to say that? Or even think I would do that!?"

"Kid, I don't want it to be true, but it-"

"Those are just rumors!"

Kid now stood, trembling with anger and glowering at his father with his piercing yellow eyes.

"Calm down, now Kid."

Kid clenched his hand into a fist, "Calm down...? Asura...he almost killed you...Maka...Soul...Black*Star...Tsuaki, Liz, Patty and everyone here at this academy! I risked my life to stop him! What is the point of me trying to bring him back? Don't you see the sincerity in my eyes!?"

Death paused and watched his son for a moment. He most certainly didn't want it to be true, but he saw it himself...he didn't know what to think. He was considering the best course of action...though he didn't care for the idea, he was thinking about putting Kid in a cell just for safety. If both boys turned out evil...

"I'm sorry, Kid. But I saw it, and unfortunately all I can do right now is believe it-"

Kid shouted and ran at his father, anger and hatred blinding him. His trust with his father broken over something that wasn't true?

He felt strong arms wrap around his chest and hold him back.

"Calm down Kid!" The voice of Spirit Albarn hissed.

Kid eventually stopped struggling and went limp in Maka's father's arms. It had to be a dream, it's what it felt like. Something like that...out of the blue? His father locking him up? How could that be?

A million questions swarmed in his head. But, Kid stood up, ignoring Spirit's hand gripping his shoulder. Stein came by Spirit's side, and let out a sigh. It was obvious to Kid they were going to put him in a "cold room so that Kid could cool off". He wasn't a child, but he knew he needed a time out to think.

Kid turned around and began to walk with Stein and Spirit behind him. Kid halted and looked behind his shoulder, "What was the point of even having a son if you weren't even going to trust him...?"

Lord Death's mask filled with sadness. He was mad, but he didn't want his son to think he wasn't wanted...he couldn't even say an '"I'm sorry"', before Kid walked away briskly. Death believed what he had seen, but he didn't believe the whole story just yet. He would have Kid wait until he figured out what had happened.

"'A sound soul...wells within a sound mind...and a sound body..." ~Maka Albarn

Don't worry my readers, all will be explained in this cliche plot! xD

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~PoisionedNightshade