So… I was thinking I'm going to be a bad ass like Kid, and so I get a skateboard and plan on fixing it up just like Kid's Beelzebub, but first I figure I should learn how to ride. 'oh, I'll learn pretty quickly' I tell myself, and I figure I can go show it off and ride it downtown in between classes when school starts. You know. Cause I'm so bad ass. HA! I suck at it. Thankfully, my cousin knows how to ride and is teaching me, so I'm not completely hopeless… But I do have a banged up knee . I have a new found respect for Kid.


"Kid! What happened?!" Tsubaki asked, rushing over to Kid's aid as Liz and Patti transformed back.

"I-I don't know." The tattered boy stuttered as he was ushered to the cushy living room couch. Liz and Patti sat next to him, both stunned and speechless. "We were just walking through the town, I figured if we were still here, then there may be others… That's around the time when that….th-that thing appeared." Kid paused, running his grimy hands through his hair in anxiety. "She seemed to be a young girl maybe 5 yards away from us, no older than around 10 years old, but her arm…" He shuddered remembering the image clearly. "Her arm looked as if it had been put through a meat grinder… She didn't seem to notice us at first, but at that time, I believed it to just be a human… I called over to it, I offered her help, I told her not to be afraid and that she could come back with us ." Liz shifted uncomfortably in her seat. "She looked over at us with these completely glazed over, crazed eyes… And that's when she charged."

"You were scared over a little 'ole kishin? Are you kidding me?" Blackstar sneered, rolling his eyes.

"No, it wasn't a kishin; but it defiantly wasn't human either. It was coming straight for us, I dodged her as she came closer, but she simply swung her body, both arms limp, back around and charged us again. I told Liz and Patti to transform, coming to the conclusion that she was, in fact, kishin; but the bullets went straight through her, as if she were a hologram; though I knew she wasn't."

"And that's when you came back here?" Soul question.

"No, I was determined to find out what exactly she was, but I wasn't all that eager to actually let her get within reaching distance." Kid replied, shifting in his seat, wincing in pain as he did. "I made it to the top of a near by shop and began throwing things at her. Roofing tiles, sticks, anything I could to prove that she was truly solid and not some illusion. Finally, she was still long enough for me to actually hit her. She stared at me for a moment, before growling and throwing things back. At first it was the small things I had thrown, the roofing tiles and sticks, but tiles turned into trash can lids, which turned into the actual trash can. I was dodging it easily at first, trying to buy some time while I tried to figure out what exactly I was dealing with, but dozens of people poured into the clearing from alleyways and other roads. I was completely surrounded." Kid stopped for a small breath before continuing. "The rest of them didn't do anything for awhile, they just watched as the little girl threw things at me. Finally, they began to follow the trail of objects being thrown and locked their sights on me, causing them to go into a complete frenzy. Unfortunately, while trying to dodge all the objects, I stepped on a soft spot in the roof and fell through. That's when I came back here." Everyone was silent as they took in the information. Liz held her younger sister to comfort her, but it seemed to be the other way around.

"Zooooombiiiiiies…." Blackstar joked, throwing his hands out in front of him, taking wide steps with out bending his knees.

"Blackstar, hush." Tsubaki said, criticizing the young assassin.

"Precisely." Kid said, his head now in his hands.

"What?" Soul asked in bewilderment.

"I came to the same conclusion."

"Wait a minute, so you're telling me we're against the undead here?" Soul asked, loosing his composure through a small fit of laughter.

"Exactly. Think about it. Liz and Patti went straight through the girl even though any other objects wouldn't. Our weapons are designed to kill the soul without destroying it; which ultimately leads to obliterating the body, leaving behind a dead shell of a soul. That's why when you kill a kishin, the body simply turns to nothing instead of falling, skewered, to the ground. But say there was a body that didn't have a soul; a body that was driven on pure instinct alone. How would our weapons affect them? My theory is that they wouldn't, there's no soul there for you to kill so the weapon blood in you tells you there is nothing there, causing you to simply pass through them." Kid explained gravely. As if on queue, a filthy, mud covered hand began beating on the window. "They must have followed me back…" Kid muttered, he looked over at Maka, who had been silent the entire time, then back to the ground. "I knew we should have left Death City when we had the chance…" He muttered.

"Well, I'm sorry." Maka spoke up, surprising herself, though she knew it was too late to stop. "I figured it would be a good idea to help your father in case he needed us."

"In case you haven't noticed," Kid growled, adrenaline still pumping through his veins. "My father seems to be M.I.A at the moment, but we knew that even before you made us stay, now didn't we?"

"Do you not have any respect for your father? Or is it just you're too much of an OCD freak to do what someone else suggests?" Kid flinched at Maka's remark, but retorted with his own.

"You'd like that wouldn't you? You'd like nothing more than all of your friends to follow your commands, even if they aren't rational? That sounds like a control freak to me."

"I'm just trying to do what's best for us and our city." Maka growled, her voice icy.

"Yeah? Well look where listening to you has gotten us." Kid scoffed his voice dangerously low as he gestured to the creature now pounding its fists on the muddy window. "Pack your bags. Pack up anything that we could possibly use, food, first aid, clothes, everything you can carry." Kid made one last glance at Maka who refused to look his way. "I have a feeling we won't be coming back."

"So you're saying none of our weapon forms will affect these things?" Soul asked, trying to take attention away from the dispute that had just broken out.

"If my theory is correct, then no. You will have no effect."

Soul sighed, looking at everyone's grim faces. "Well, looks like when need to find some real weapons and aim for the head."


Five minutes after the unexpected fight, the 7 meisters and weapons had put together a decent amount of supplies; but Kid and Maka refused to look each others' way. Kid examined all the backpacks and duffel bags the team had collected. After divvying up all the bags, Kid scouted the house from the inside and found their best way out without being detected. "All weapons need to stay in human form." He suggested. "Stay with your partner; were going to leave, two at a time, and in my case three. Get downtown on high ground and we will all gather there again and discuss our next move. Any questions?" Kid asked, surveying his slightly frightened friends, but none of them seemed to disagree. "Right then." Kid nodded and pulled four, heavily decorated scabbards from a table behind him, giving one to Soul, Maka, Tsubaki and Blackstar. "These are plain, simple samurai swords, I don't see why they wouldn't work against the undead, but I also don't see why we would need them if we are quiet enough. I advise that you refrain from coming in contact with them, but if it is necessary, use these." Blackstar and Soul unsheathed their new weapons, gawking at the shininess of the sharpened blades. "I wish all of you good luck." Kid continued, his eyes meeting everyone and then resting on Maka especially, as if to wish a silent apology, but she refused to even look his way. "Liz, Patti and I will go first." He said, grabbing what 'weapons' were left, being two crowbars and a baseball bat, handing the two crowbars to Liz and Patti. "In five minutes, Soul and Maka will leave, and 5 minutes after that, Blackstar, you and Tsubaki need to lock all doors and windows then crawl out an upper story window." Kid took a deep breath. "I'll see you guys later." Kid and the Thompson sisters plunged outside were it began to down pour and headed towards the meeting place.


And now the plot bunny rears its ugly head. Uhg, I didn't get as far as I wanted to in this chapter; I actually meant to get WAY passed this part, but the word count began to add up and it just felt… right to end it here; also, I wanted to update for you guys ^^ . WOW this story is going to have a lot of chapters. Any comments, reviews and suggestions are greatly appreciated ^^