Angel or Demon?
A moment of silence pasted and I couldn't take it anymore.
"It was my mission, and I deserve to-"
"It was you," lord Death said, both cutting me off and making me back off in surprise.
No it can't be me.
"BlackStar said that the Kishin was sliced in half, and incase you haven't noticed I went in without a Weapon."
"That's where you are wrong, you had a Weapon with you, or should I say inside you the whole time," Shinigami said.
I stepped back and tapped at lord Death. I know what he was saying and I did not like it.
"No, no, no, that's not possible, they told me my body couldn't endure both blood inheriting, if I did that then my body would be in a body cast right now!" I said, fighting back with my words, even if my words meant no point right now.
Lord Death reached out and grabbed my left arm, pulling up the sleeve of my jacket.
"My, my, I was hopping that you would be older before this happened," lord Death shook his head.
Down on my arm, the black markings were there again and on the palm of my hand was a single black line.
What did this mean?
"You can't escape the mark Masamune left you Maka," lord Death said and I wanted to flee at the memory.
"Lord Death I think you made your point," Spirit said uneasily.
"When the demon spirit passed through you that day, it triggered your Weapon genetics to move and be used only as a self defense mecagnizim when your being attacked while non conscience. But sense you and Tsubaki are not related by blood, the demon sword is eating its way out of you, sense there are some of it left inside your body. Unfortunately you will die when there are fourteen lines on that hand, sense your body is built up on the demon blood for the support and-"
"Shut up, so far what I'am getting right now is that I'am going to die, even if I have faced Death itself in many forms before, it does not faze the situation at hands here. Thank you for answering my question," I said, trying to get my composure back, I didn't want to end up freaking out and asking when there will be fourteen lines on my hand, or how they got there.
"Anyways, back onto the situation-"
I blocked out lord Death's voice as I took my spot next to Kim again. I looked down at my arm, the markings looked like they were mocking me with my fate.
Bastards