"Lord Death, is there any word from Athena?" Maka Albarn and Soul "Eater" Evans stood in front of me. Soul looked awfully distracted, but I knew he was paying attention.
"No Maka. But you should start heading to class. It's important to keep your grades up!" I give her a peace sign. "Off you go!" She obviously doesn't like my answer, but she has no way to dodge. She has to go to class. But Kid has free period. No outs there.
"Honourable Father, any word of Athena?" He sits on a chair.
"Kid, I honestly don't -" But before I can finish my sentence, a package flies in, with a reaper symbol. I look at Kid. He shakes his head. It's not from him. Athena.
The reason why it had flown in and was perfectly intact was because of the tiny reaper symbol on the package. It was a Death Seal. Meaning only another Reaper could open it. The parcels were water proof, and you could only send it to a reaper who you knew exactly where they were, meaning they had no way of sending it to Athena. I opened the parcel. I letter, and a bunch of photos. I ignore the photos but head straight to the reading.
Dad. Kid.
I'm sorry for not sending word sooner. I'd like to ask you keep my life a secret. Because I sent this to the Death Room, I understand that you're sure to get it and even if you don't no one else can open it. The photos included are of my current life. Fyre and I are married now, and we've had a daughter, as well as soon a son. Your grand daughter, (or in your case Kid, your niece) is named Annabelle Athia Skye Icia Death after Fyre because of the strong resemblance.
I know this is incredibly selfish to ask, but although I'm no longer able to return, when both of my children come of age I'm going to have Fyre register them for the DWMA. Kid, I'd like you to please watch over them. You own a mansion. You can do that much.
Father, Kid, I love you both.
-Athena
Kid has tears in his eyes. He loved his sister deeply. This must be painful to see. I look at the pictures. Fyre and Athena holding a baby girl, Athena's baby bump showing. A picture of the girl eating cupcake. A picture of her sleeping. Athena holding her. Fyre holding her. A newborn baby in her mother's arms. Fyre with his arms around Athena. The list went on and on. The smiles, the laughter, the joy.
"At least she looks happy." Kid says to me.
"At least she looks happy." I repeat.
Athena was a massive part of all of our lives though. And I wasn't sure we could be completely happy without her.
Year after year, the parcels came. No letter, but sometimes she'd write a caption underneath the photo. And year after year, I waited. For her children to come to me. But they did. I was looking at Athena's latest parcel with Kid when they came.
"L-L-L" The boy stammered.
The girl shook her head. "Really Alex? You're clueless. Lord Death, we are Athena's children. Annie and Alex. We've come to be students at your school."
The two reapers looked at each other. Then Kid stepped forward. Annie looked like her father, Alex looked like his mother. He got on his knees so they were the same height. He stared at them intensly. Then he stood. "They're both symmetrical. Athena did good."