I did not get a good night's sleep, nor was I able to sleep on my way back to Lord Death to report in. The other students, the one's she had originally charmed, were already heading back to Death City. I took my time returning, the witch's soul within my bag still. Something did not seem right….she seemed to easy. She may have been a weak witch for me to deal with, but….I just did not like it. I had lost, if not physically than emotionally, and so I would not claim this soul. When I got back I headed straight to the Death Room and entered quietly, and without permission. When I got near I heard voices so stopped, judging from that they did not break they did not hear me. Normally I wouldn't stop and just press forward, but this time it was different. This time….well I heard my name. This is what I heard, and I assure you it disturbed me.

"So...Lord Death...why did you have me lose to Fallen? I could have beaten her, with your permission my Lord, without much trouble."

I heard this and ducked behind a pillar quietly. My years on the streets had helped my ability to hide well, so I doubt even Lord Death heard me. So...Justin Law had lost to me on the orders of Lord Death….why would he do this? Did he want me to stop sulking and so arranged this to happen so that I could feel that I was worthy of working again? Whatever it was, it made me angry enough that I stomped out there before Lord Death could answer. They looked at me curiously, I dropped the witch's soul off and then stomped out in anger. I decided that I would not talk to Lord Death at that point. I just stomped my way out and straight to my room to rest. So much had happened that I need to think about. First off, the rumor from that student who heard what the witch said was going to spread quickly, and I was going to have to deal with people coming to figure out it was true or not. I could lie and say it's not or I could tell them the truth….though before I do that I should probably tell you all about why I had this sentimentality.

It was about a year or two ago, right smack dab in the middle of the Kishin incident. I was with my family: Rosana, who was my mum, Jonathan, who was my pa, and Julia, my younger sister. We were going on our way to the park for some time to try and relax but we were not able to relax. The feeling of madness in the air made all of us twitch, oh and at this time I had not discovered my weapon powers. Anyway, there we were, walking down to the local park for some relaxation. I thought I had seen someone following us but I hadn't said anything, I didn't want to scare Julia, who was only 8 at this time. We kept walking, but about ten minutes later that guy who was following us came up and shot mum and pa, took Julia with a bear hug, and knocked me out with his gun. When I woke next, the whole place was surrounded and I could not figure out where I was supposed to go. I screamed for my sister, but got no response. The police were already there, and they took me into protective custody. It took me two days to get away from them and start following that guy's trail. It took me another three days to find him, and apparently his demands were not met or something, because when I got there, all I saw was three floating human souls, and he had one next to his mouth to eat...I screamed and tackled him, but he just shrugged me off. I ran when he finished eating and looked at me hungrily, but I was so sad I couldn't run straight. Only when he was about to come and stab me did my weapon powers -finally- kick in. My arm changed, blocked, and my other arm stabbed before I could realize what was going on. I talked with the police when they came and they explained what I was, and that the guy had likely been attracted to my family because of me and my powers. I didn't want to go to the academy, especially to train in what had forced my sister and parents to be killed and have their souls eaten, and I used some medicine that caused me to forget my name, but not the event. I could never forget that, no matter how powerful the spell or medicine. I forgot a lot about my family life also, most of my past, but that event will always be stuck into my mind. That is why I curse this world and wish to leave, for after that nothing I did seem to make anybody happy, simply put they hated or feared me. That is why I never wanted to go to the academy, and that is why I wanted my life to end. That is my past, out in the open for you all.