Hi, so I know I'm supposed to be working on Scars. But, too much Hachi songs have given me inspiration for more... fantasy like horror. And OC. My apologies. But I wanted to start her story.

No info on her for now. Except she's a sue. Its terrible.

Anyway, please do enjoy...

Nonchalantly Kid made his way to the Death Room. Another normal school day, somewhat interrupted by the sudden call for a mission that required Kid's attention. Still, the day held onto its normality. Nothing would be different today.

Today would be the same as always.

"Wassup son? I hope my little Kiddo is having a good day, yes?"

"You had a mission for me, father?" He ignored the comment and baby nickname. As always.

"Ah yes. Well, eager to get to the point I see! Anyway, in a small town, there has been a rapid increase in souls, and decrease of an already small population. Instead of being eaten, these souls seem to be gathering all in one place! Odd, don't you think?" Shinigami-sama's voice was unfittingly cheerful and carefree, as always.

"So you want me to investigate, yes? Where is the town, and what's it called?"

"A small town, right around Athens, Ohio. The name, specifically, is Rainy Town. Now, it may be a bit difficult to find—"

"No worries. I'll handle it."

Within moments with a simple, small, purple light at Kid's fingers was Beelzebub, his skateboard and common mode of transportation. Dropping the creature at his feet, he quickly got on and took off.

If Kid would have waited a second longer, he would have seen the rarely shown look of concern on his father's face.

I wish I had told him about the other souls…

It had taken Kid a while to find the town… he was regretting leaving without letting his father another word. It was so out of the way, he passed it almost twelve times…

Well how the hell is anyone supposed to find a town completely isolated by fog?

After leaving his fathers office, he had gone to retrieve his two weapons. Now, the twin pistols rested in their respective places in his hands.

If it wasn't for his easily frightened partner, Liz, pointing out how scary the fog-covered town looked, he probably would have never found it.

Liz was definitely regretting pointing it out, now.

Finally he was cautiously rolling through the silent streets of Rainy Town. Actually, silent didn't really cover it. Dead, really, is the best way to describe this place. He could hear his steady breathing— rohjira, rohjira, rohjira... Looking up, he noticed the fog looked much more ominous from under it.

Not like it matters. I'll just solve this problem and be done here.

"Kid, this town seems absolutely empty. Can we go now? Please?" The older Thomson sister begged. She didn't like the feeling here, not one bit. Patty, the younger sister, didn't seem to really notice.

"What's he matter sis? Scareeeed~?"

"Yes!"

"Liz, we haven't even investigating anything yet—"

He wasn't really looking for anything in particular, but it just so happened…

It was a quick blur, but for some reason he felt he had to stop. To go back. He wanted to read the fading words written in big, metallic letters on that building.

"What's wrong, Kid?"

As he stopped, picked up Beelzebub and allowed him free back to his own dimension until once again called upon, he thought he realized why he felt called to the building.

And he mentally kicked himself for just brushing by.

That's where all the souls are. Dammit, how could I be careless enough to miss it so easily? Hell, I should have gone to it automatically without stopping…

He guessed it was just because his mind was focused too much on the frighteningly ominous environment.

Or his weapons' bickering.

Backing up to the building, he looked closely at the writing that had originally caught his attention.

"Ward No. 305…" He murmured to himself.

Well, this place was where he had to look. Terrifying, yes, but he was a Death God. He had no reason to be afraid of simple feelings.

"If you get to scared Liz, just close your eyes. We have no choice but to look in here."

The pistol released a very undignified and very unsatisfied whimper.

Finding a way inside the large building, he immediately felt many different… emotions, all flooding his senses. First was the feeling of foreboding. The feeling telling him he should not be here, that he should just run, and run far. The second sense which was equally as visual as mental was the large number of human souls. They filled his Soul Perception ability so they all melted together. Here, he heard a different kind of silent whisper... ranbara, ranbara, ranbara...

There were definitely some other more peculiar things he noticed in the dark room. In one corner, there was a small, old, beaten up chair that looked about to fall apart, surrounded by withered flower petals.

Tied to the chair was a bright, red balloon. It could have been described as enthusiastic, how it oddly danced and swayed in a room he had felt to be… airless.

He took a step forward to investigate, when all vision became blurry, and he felt lightheaded. Holding his head in his hands, he stood silently for a few moments.

He barely heard the muffled drone of his weapons asking him what was wrong.

Damn, must be all these souls… they're completely filling up all my senses…

Which was why he didn't notice the real reason for his distress.

"Oh lookie lookie! The little reaper boy wants to play!"

The slurred, high pitched, unsteady words were followed by a fit of giggling that stopped Kid's heart. A sharp shiver ran though his spine, and he immediately pulled his hands of his face, looking up with wide eyes and dilated pupils.

Staring down at him… upside down, was the face of… he didn't really know. Horror? Evil—

No. Insaity.

Two pure black circles.

One twisted, terrifying black grin.

Hanging upside-down, from the ceiling by—

Two demon wings.

A scythe.

She noticed now. He noticed now.

Today was not a normal day.

Thank you for reading!

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