All at once, the door burst open, and Liz was seen, Patti in weapon form held firmly in both hands. "No one move...!!" She exclaimed, seeing Kid turn his rather crazed eyes to her. "Kid is in a fit of insanity..!! There's no telling what he'll do!" Her voice squeaked a bit on the end in fear as Kid stood and walked towards her slowly.
He shook his head, muttering, "Tsk, tsk... Elizabeth."
Liz pointed the gun at him, hands shaking, finger on the trigger. "I said, don't move." She tried to sound firm, but her voice was quavering violently.
Kid shot out his hand and grabbed Liz's wrist, making her drop Patti instantly. He pushed the girl's arm so far back he heard it snap, and chuckled in response to the sickening noise.
Liz let out a sharp cry of pain. 'He... Broke my arm... That easily...?'
Maka immediatly jerked back from Kid's disgusting laugh, "W-what's wrong with you, Kid-kun?" she hesitated to take a breath near him.
Soul gritted his teeth at the insult. 'That stupid kid, he said he would never hurt Maka. Look what he's DOING!' he thought, trying his best not to jump foward to stop him.
Maka's head mechanically moved toward Liz's pained face. 'What is wrong with him?' she kept repeating in her mind. She tried to remember the words that came out of Liz when she burst in. 'Kid is in a fit of insanity..!! There's no telling what he'll do!' Maka put her best efforts into not shrink back from Liz's shriek and think of any way to get Kid-kun away from this madness.
"Ah!" Maka's ears rang, and for a few moments went deaf. She panted, eager to get rid of the pain in her ear. 'The pitch....its too loud.' She waited a few seconds until her hearing was back. She could hear more commotion all around her, calling her name, calling for Liz and Patti. Once she opened her eyes to see what was going on, she fainted.
The grinning shinigami turned to face the unconcious girl now, and he moved forward to walk closer to her. The back of his brain was screaming. Screaming, 'Kid! Don't! You'll hurt Maka...!!'
There was no stopping himself. He walked onward, and raised his fist in the air, about to sock Maka in the face. Suddenly, his legs gave way, and he sat on the bed, hand thrust in his bangs, the other behind his back in an attempt to restrain it there.
He panted heavily now, as he had just won the battle in his mind for control. He smiled, but it was not the grin of insanity that crossed his face, merely one of relief. He glanced back at the others who were in defensive positions now, Soul seemingly closest to him. 'Must've seen I was going to punch Maka...' He thought, and sighed.
"Sorry, I... Don't know what just came over me... Liz, your arm... You should get that checked, I can help you..." He moved forward and everyone but Liz who was on the ground shuffled out of his way, almost fearfully. He reached out to Liz, meaning to help her up.
Liz smacked his hand away with her uninjured arm. "Don't touch me...!! Don't touch me you... You crazy person...!!" She screamed, scrabbling backwards.
Kid was taken aback for a moment, and his eyes widened. "Uh." Was all he could manage for a couple of seconds. Feeling awkward, he looked back at Maka. "Can someone take Liz to Nygus for me, I... Have to wait for Maka to wake up so I can apologize... And then... I'll have to talk to Nygus as well to see what we can do..."
Kid's POV
I stopped laughing suddenly. The look in Maka's eyes filled with fear had almost pulled me back to the realm of sanity. I didn't want to lose this... Feeling yet. This feeling of absolute power, of fearlessness, of... Immortality, it seemed. I grinned maliciously at the girl I had once adored, and thoughts of killing her ran through my mind like wildfire. She was distracting me from insanity—the best feeling in the entire world.
A sound of running and the door smashing open made me flicker my eyes to the entranceway, and I saw one of my demon twin pistols, Liz, burst in, holding her sister, Patti, in weapon form. Then I realized that the gun was pointed towards me, Liz's fingers on the trigger, ready to fire. This too almost made me snap back to reality—that wasn't going to happen now; I wouldn't allow it.
After a shriek rose from the frightened girl's form, I smiled. Standing slowly, I paced forward to meet the girl, looking up—she was quite taller than me—into her terrified face. I could tell that it was I that was making her this way, and that snapped another switch of sanity on in my head. And the only way to flick it back down...
She gave words of warning, and was still pointing the pistol at me. I could tell she had no intention of shooting me, but merely of frightening me into submission—which was not going to happen; not in this state.
I wrapped my fingers around her wrist, and her eyes widened. I heard the clang of Patti dropping to the floor, and at almost the same moment, I pushed Liz's arm back until a sickening crack and snap was heard. I chuckled, knowing that her arm had been broken. The switch flicked back down, and I was engulfed in that wonderful feeling again—insanity.
But I wasn't completely insane yet. There was still one thing holding me back, and that was Maka. I watched as she passed out in a faint, and a pang of regret struck my heart—I didn't like or want to accept this feeling anymore.
I let go of the older Thompson's wrist now, and out of the corner of my eye saw her drop to the floor, clutching her fractured arm.
Moving quicker now, anxious for the feeling to overtake me, my aim was to murder the unconscious girl as swiftly as possible, and perhaps the others in the room as well, for they would most likely try to stop me. My conscious was screaming something I didn't pay attention to, and I raised my fist, clenching it. I meant to send a blow to the girl's stomach, when I saw her face. Her pained, almost half-dead expression made my knees wobble. I felt heat flush my face and I fell to the bed, sitting with one arm behind my back.
It was over. The feeling left, and I felt no remorse for that now. Yet, in the back of my mind, there was still a slight lust for the release of fear... The release of pain... Insanity.