Chapter 3

I stayed with Kid in his mansion, not really having any other place to go. I had my own room, which i figured out was right down the hallway from Kids! It was still the first

day, and i was still adjusting to my new life in Death City.

I also found out that he had a thing for symmetry, and when i asked about the lines in his hair, he kinda broke down. "I'M AN ABOMINATION!I SHOULDN'T BE ALLOWED TO LIVE! I'M A PIECE OF TRASH!" He wailed.

"Uh, why don't you just dye it?" I asked, earning me a funny look. "Dye it?" He asked, looking at my in confusion. I nodded, running to the kitchen. Looking through the pantry, i searched for all the needed ingredients.

"Hey, do you want it all black, or 3 lines going around your whole head?" I questioned, looking at him. "Uh, all black?" He suggested, trying to figure out what i was doing.

"Oh, sit in that chair." I pointed to the nearest chair. He obeyed, still trying to figure it all out. I ran to get an old towel from the recycling bin. Then i got some tin foil and a paint brush.

"Ok, be still." I commanded, wrapping the towel around his shoulders. I took white strands of hair in my hand, dipped the brush into the bowl of black goo, and started coating the white hair.

I made clump after clump, and put the clumps into tin foil. "Ok, wait here. Do you want a book or something?" I asked. "Um, sure... there should be one on my bedside table in my room." He explained, pointing down the hall.

Walking down the hall, i realized i had never been into his room. 'I wonder what its like.' I thought as i reached for the doorknob.

As i entered, i instantly felt a pleasant warm draft circulating through the room. There was a sitting area with black furniture, and a red rug with black designs on it. There was an empty fire place on the wall next to the area.

Going to the left, there was a black bed, with white blankets and black pillow cases. Next to the bed on the right was a red bookcase with books of all kinds, ranging from mystery to horror.

On the left was a black bedside table with a red lamp and white lampshade. Under the lamp was a black book with red swirling designs. 'What a beautiful book.' I thought, picking it up and flipping through the pages.

"What language is this?" I wondered aloud. I knew a few languages like Spanish, french, even Chinese. But this was like a dead language or something. 'Maybe Kid can read it to me.' I suggested.

I headed back to the kitchen to find a bored Kid. He had his legs sprawled out and his arms crossed, he looked like he was going to start dozing off. I couldn't help it, i let out a small giggle.

His head snapped up, apparently not noticing i had walked in. Instantly he had his legs tight to the seat and his hands on his knees. I could swear he was blushing. "Whats wrong?" I asked, not understanding why he had become so formal.

"Uh, nothing. Just not appropriate to sit in that position." He muttered, looking down. "Not appropriate? Kid, its totally appropriate to kick back and relax!" I laughed. "You don't have to be so formal around me!" I proclaimed.

He looked at me, then relaxed his body a little bit. "Ok, now can you tell me what language that book is?" I asked, gesturing towards the black book he held in his hand.

"The language? Oh, its Latin. A dead language." He explained, flipping through the book. "Could you read some of it to me?" I pleaded.

"Uh, sure." He replied, opening it to a certain part in the book. "I'll translate it into English."


After a few chapters, i looked at my watch. "Oh, your hair dye should be done!" I gasped. He looked up from the book and watched me take the foil out of his hair. Then i directed him to the sink.

"Bend over and stay still." I commanded, bending him over the sink. I twisted the head around and felt the temperature. "Ok, this should be the right temperature. Just dont move while i wash away the extra black goo." I explained.

The water rushed down his neck and through his hair, washing the extra dye down the drain. It took about 5 minutes before all the extra blackness was gone. I squeezed out the extra water, then put the towel around his hair.

"Ok, follow me." I guided him to the bathroom. I set him down on the toilet, and grabbed a hair dryer. I quickly dryed all his hair, until it had a nice shine to it. Smiling at my work, i stood him up.

"Ready to see the new, symmetrical you?" I asked a very nervous Kid. All he could do was nod, and i showed him the large mirror that covered half the wall with the bottom a sink and counter.

"Woa." Was all he could say as he admired himself in the mirror. He was now white line free, and totally symmetrical. "Hey Liz, Patty... come into the bathroom!" I called to the weapon sisters.

"Ya, whats... what the heck?" Liz stuttered. "Watcha doin?" Patty asked, looking from me to Kid. She apparently didnt see anything wrong, but of course Liz found something really wrong.

"Kid... WHAT DID YOU DO TO YOUR HAIR?!" Liz shreiked, looking from me to Kid. She then ran towards Kid and looked through his hair. "Where are your adorable white lines?" She asked, trying to find a hint of white.

"Adorable? They were asymmetrical! They made me trash! Now i am symmetrical, all thanks to Jenifer!" Kid explained, then stepped aside to reveal me. I gave a little wave to Liz, who stared glaring at me.

"You.. You... YOU DESTROYED KIDS IMAGE!" Liz shrieked, then jumped on me, knocking me out of the window that was behind me. Glass flew everywhere, as we both fell 4 stories!

"WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?" I screamed at her as we flew down. Then she started hitting me! "ALL I DID WAS DYE HIS HAIR BLACK! GOOD GRIEF IT COMES OUT IN A FEW WEEKS!" I screamed at her, which earned me a strange look from Liz.

"WHAT DID YOU SAY?" Liz screamed at me. "I SAID IT COMES OUT IN A FEW WEEKS!" I screamed back at her. Then she looked behind me and her eyes widened. When i turned around, i saw the ground coming closer and closer.

"AHHHHHHH!" I screamed, then i turned around so i was facing the sky, so i couldnt see it coming. I looked over at Liz, but she had transformed into her weapon form. 'Great, looks like i'm gonna be the only one to die.' I thought as i closed my eyes as i met my end.

Then, i realized i wasnt falling anymore. I opened my eyes and looked around. A tall man with blonde hair was holding me on a hover board, saving my life. He had on ripped blue jeans, cowboy boots, plaide collared shirt, and a cowboy hat.

"You ok 'lil missy?" He asked with a thick country accent. I nodded, trying not to look down. And that was where he took us, as we hovered down i saw Patty leaning out the window with her mouth open in shock.

When we set down on the ground, Kid was already running down from the porch. Of course he stopped dead when he saw my rescuer. "Arn't you..." He began, but the man waved him off.

"Elizabeth Thompson, i am ashamed." He stated, putting me down and shaking his head. "All she was trying to do was help, and you went into overprotective mode!" He hollared at her as he paced back and forth.

"Dean, what the heck are you doing here?" Liz asked, glaring at the older man. "Woa woa woa, your the one in interigation, not me. Besides, cant i come and see my little sisters once in a while?" Dean proclaimed.

"DEAN! I'VE MISSED YOU SO MUCH!" Patty shrieked as she jumped onto her older brothers head. Dean didnt even sway a little bit! 'Golly, he's strong!' I thought to myself as Patty squeezed his head.

"Uh, Patty... my chest is down me." Dean pointed lower down his body, away from his head. "Oh... right!" She answer, shimmying down his body. Both Patty and Dean turned to look at Liz, but it looked like she was struggling with something.

"Oh, what the heck... DEAN I MISSED YOU SO MUCH! WHY DID YOU LEAVE US YOU JERK!" Liz burst out, then tackled them into a hug. Kid walked over to me and started to check me over for any injuries, when a group of people walked up to us.

"Um, Kid? Whats going on?" Maka asked, looking between the Thompson family and Kid taking care of my black eye (remember, Liz punched me a few times!).

"Oh," Kid says, turning around to face Maka, "We're just having a family reunion." Kid states, gesturing towards the Thompson siblings. That was when Maka shreiked. Soul immediately appeared in front of her, blades at the ready. "Maka? Whats wrong?" Soul asked urgently, looking around.

Maka pointed a shaky hand at Kid. Soul followed Maka's hand with his eyes, saw Kid, then passed out. "Is this going to happen every time i get my hair done?" Kid questioned, looking at the scene he had created.

"I dont know... maybe." I shrugged. "Come on, lets go get you some ice." Kid grabbed my hand and led me towards the house. 'Maybe i can get used to living here?' I thought as Maka started to fan Soul.

When we reached the kitchen, Kid set me on a stool at the bar area so he could tend to me without having to kneel. It felt like i had a black eye, a few bruises on my face and arms, and a minor cut on my cheak.

"Man, she really got you." Kid chuckled, wiping away the blood from the cut. "Well, i dont ususally have to fight while falling 4 stories." I joked, flinching as my cut stung a lot!

"Ya, i guess not many people need to put up with those condition's." He nodded, putting some sort of black ointment on my bruises. The pain started to vanish as he massaged the wounds.

"What is that black stuff?" I asked, gesturing towards the ointment. "Oh, a little Shinigami ointment. It's a family recipe." He produced a black tube with a skull on it from a white medicine bag.

"I may need to get the recipe." I joked. We both started to laugh a little, before the others walked into the room. "Yall havin' fun?" Dean smirked, walking in like he owned the place.

Liz blushed as she tried to walk past me, but Dean blocked her way. He nodded his head at me and Liz sighed. "Jenifer... i'm really sorry for how i acted. Is there anyway i can make it up?" Liz asked, looking really sincere and blushing up a storm.

'I guess Thompson's don't apologize much.' I thought to myself as Liz shifted her weight from foot to foot. "Apology accepted... i'll think of something so you can make it up it me." I answered.

Sighing in relief, Liz glanced over at a open-mouthed Kid. Apparently he had never seen her say sorry either. Looking around the room, all the other teen's had their mouths to the floor. All except Dean that is.

"Dean, is it true that your going to be a teacher at the academy?" Maka asked. Liz and Patty swirled around to face their brother, mouths opened wider then before. "Oh ya, i heard my father saying something about a relative of Liz and Patty's coming to teach." Kid added, remembering the moment.

"Hell ya! I've come to do the torturing now! No teacher's gonna be messin' with my head!" Dean hooted and hollered, swinging his hat around and acting like he was riding a horse.

'The academy? I guess they had to go to some form of school... wait a minute, they may make me go!' I thought in alarm. 'Ok, they're all distracted... maybe i can sneak away before they bring me up.' I tried to convince myself.

Quiet as a mouse, i started to tip toe out of the room. Then i felt a pair of eyes staring down my neck. 'What the heck?' I thought, then slowly turned around.

At first glance, there was just a pillar. But if you looked harder, you could see facial features. As i looked even harder i noticed the impression of a... "Blackstar?" I asked out loud.

Everyone turned around to where i was looking. "Blackstar? Is he here?" Soul asked, walking over to where i was. I nodded, and pointed at the pillar.

"Uh, Jenifer... he isnt there. Its just a pillar." Soul smirked at me. I glared at him, then started to walk closer to the pillar. "She.. She's right." Everyone turned around to face Maka.

"Ya... She is right. I can feel sense his soul over next to the pillar... and Tsubaki." Kid added, walking over to the pillar.

Kid started to feel around the pillar like he was blind. "Wait, you guys really cant see him?" I looked at each of them, but my gaze stayed on Maka and Kid the longest. All of them shook their heads firmly.

"Ah ha! Got you!" Kid proclaimed, grabbing Blackstar's shoulder. "Hey hey! Watch it!" Blackstar whined, trying to escape Kid's iron grip. But Kid had a determined look on his face, and set him down on the nearest chair.

Kid started pacing back and forth in front of Blackstar."WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN MY HOUSE!?" He burst, his face turning red. Blackstar, for the first time, was speechless.

Everyone else held the same look of shock, as Kid waited for an explanation. As if coming out of a trance, Blackstar seemed to snap awake. "Oh, uh... i heard that people were coming over to your house, so i was wondering why i didn't get invited to the party." He lied, looking at everyone's faces but Kids.

Obviously, Kid knew immediately that Blackstar was lying to him. "I asked you a question..." Kid hissed through clenched teeth, "Why.. Were.. YOU...in ...my ... HOUSE!" Kid bellowed, his face turned from an angry red to a dangerous dark shadow.

Sensing that Kid was about to attack, Dean stepped in front of him. "Ok lil' youngster... how 'bout i do the interrogation'?" He reasoned, nodding me over. I immediately realized what i needed to do.

"Hey, Kid... lets give them some room to talk." I asked in a small voice, and to my surprise, Kid nodded. I led him away from the kitchen to the living room, noticing he wasn't shaking in anger anymore.

Kitchen POV

As Jenifer led a shaking Kid out of the room, everyone turned to face Blackstar. "Uh... whats up with Kid?" Blackstar asked, looking at the others. They all shrugged, then turned their attention toward the culprit.

"What do you think you were doin' sneakin' into Kid's house?" Dean asked, giving Blackstar a hard look.

Blackstar looked down at the ground, his forehead wrinkled in concentration. "I... i don't remember." Blackstar looked up into Dean's eyes. Everyone gave him a look that said 'What do you mean you don't remember?', but Dean just nodded.

"Explain." Dean stated plainly, plonking down on seat with the back against his chest. Everyone sat down or leaned against the wall, looking at Blackstar expectantly waiting for the story.

"Ok... i was minding my own business, studying for a test with Tsubaki, when out of no where, a witch's soul appeared. I had no idea where it came from, but it was inside our house. So we geared up to destroy it. When we got to the witch in question, i started to hear a singing voice. Perfect, almost syrenic. That was when my arms and legs didn't respond to me, but to the witch. She got into my mind, and played me like a puppet. I started walking towards Kid's house, the song in my head and the witch controlling my body. Then, a whisper started to swirl around my head." Blackstar paused, looking down at the ground.

"What was the whisper?" Maka asked, breaking the silence. Everyone looked at Maka, then turned their attention back to Blackstar.

"Kill Jenifer." Blackstar said with agony, looking up to see horrified faces.