Woot! Chapter one! I know, I know. I literally uploaded the prologue yesterday. I don't care. I finished this and I want to get the beginning chapters out of the way to get the plot started.

This chapter is kind of like a second prologue more than a chapter...the stuff with Kid begins next chapter.

Fifteen years ago...

Azusa shook her head, clearing her hair of dust and debris. Everything happened to fast. She coughed, and stood up from where she lay, in the midst of the wreckage.

She thought back to what had just happened. Shinigami had broken free from the seal that kept him beneath the city, and just before getting destroyed there was a flash of white.

And hope.

She shook her head. It was a ridiculous idea. Shinigami wasn't a leader, he had never been!

He was a leader, a long time ago.

But that was back then. Things were different now.

She brushed herself off and began to check for survivors. Thankfully, the battle had taken place in a more empty part of town.

She was about turn to return to her home, to see if it was still standing, when she heard a soft yelp.

Azusa whipped around, and spotted a baby. It had a full head of black hair with three odd stripes wrapped around one half, and golden eyes. It was wearing a long white shirt that trailed to its feet.

She knelt down near it, and picked it up. It blinked.

Where are its parents? Azusa wondered.

Dead, probably. she answered herself grimly.

Studying the small baby carefully, she realized it couldn't have been more than eight months old. What was a baby doing in the middle of all this wreckage?

She opted to bring it to Marie. She was always talking about starting a family, despite the woman only being 20 years old. Now was the hammer's chance.

The moon rose higher in the sky, grinning, teeth dripping blood. The baby's eyes reflected the yellow surface of the moon, making it seem like they were glowing.

Asuza took a shortcut through an alleyway, and now stood on her house's stoop. She rapped her knuckles on the door of her home as she opened the door, signaling that she had returned.

Marie was the first to greet her.

"OHMYGOSHYOU'REOKAYIWASSOWORRIEDTHATSOMETHINGHADHAPPENEDAND–HOLY CRAP AZUSA! DID YOU STEAL A BABY?!" the blonde yelled, staring at the small child in the brunette's arms.

"Who stole a baby?" a red haired man walked over.

"Azusa did!"

"I didn't–"

"I knew this world was crazy, but I didn't know even you had dropped to something as low as stealing a child," a silver haired man rolled in on a computer chair.

Now, Azusa was normally a calm person. But today after the whole thing with Shinigami, and finding an abandoned child, she was not in the mood to deal with this.

"I DIDN'T STEAL A BABY! I found it amidst the wreckage. Now, if you stop accusing me of stealing it," her glasses flashed, making the three flinch slightly, "I would like to give it to Marie."

"What?! Me?! Why?!" Marie yelped.

"You're always whining about how you want a family. Well, here's your chance," Azusa thrust the baby towards Marie, who carefully tucked it in her arms.

"But I think you should keep it," Marie sighed.

"Why is that, if I may ask?"

"You found it."

"It isn't some kind of coin one finds on a sidewalk. It's a child."

"If I may interject," Stein, the gray haired man, began, "I believe that child is a male," and after the incredulous looks, he pointed to his eyes and said "Soul Perception. He has a rather powerful soul for such a small person."

"How powerful are we talking here?" the red haired man, Spirit, asked.

"It's nearly the same size as mine."

"For a child that young?!"

"Don't underestimate that little boy when he gets older, Azusa," Stein turned his attention to the suit wearing brunette.

"Don't you mean Marie?" Azusa pointed to the blonde.

"I'm not sure she's cut out for parent hood. She tried to marry a toilet once, and then promptly blew it up," Stein explained.

"WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT I AM SO CUT OUT FOR PAR–!"

"Stein, I'm not a mother. I can't take care of a child. Why don't Spirit and Kami do it?"

"We've got my little Maka to look after! She's so adorable and sweet and only tried to kick me once!" Spirit gushed.

Azusa was about to ask Stein, but based on the glare from his glasses, she knew that wouldn't be a good idea. She groaned.

"Fine. I'll take care of the child until his parents come looking for him,"

"What're you going to call him?" asked Stein.

"Kid."

"Why Kid?"

"Because he's not my child. He's someone else's."

He has to be.