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MR. BADDIE { BlackStar }

"Kid!" Maka and I hollered as our friend was swallowed up by the stone hands. Judging by the quick 'crunch', I guessed it probably could have snapped a few of his bones.

"You bastard, leave them out of this!" Edward yelled from what seemed like far away.

I was this close to seeing red, but Maka pulled me out of it. "He's okay," she whispered to me. "Remember? Bones like diamond. Plus he's a... you know." I took a deep breath and nodded, then proceeded to curse and scream in every language I knew (which was like, one and a half) at the bearded guy.

"LET OUR FRIEND GO! KID, OI, STOP SLEEPING ON THE JOB- SHOW UP THIS BASTARD! YOU'VE GOT MORE THAN THAT IN YOU! WHATEVER HAPPENED TO A PERFECT WORLD?" I took a deep breath. "YOU STUPID GOD! I SAID WAKE UP!"

Silence. I could see Ed's gaze flicking from me to the stone, trying to figure out what 'stupid God' meant. I snorted. Then Maka elbowed me, a stormy expression all over her face, and the smugness faded. Oops. Was I not supposed to tell them that Kid's a god(ling)?

Then, a loud shing rang out through the hall. Foreigners and monsters alike froze to watch the stone hands. Long shimmering lines had been carved into them, which gleamed once and then exploded outwards.

It was Kid! He was in a sort of half-crouch, arms positioned around his head in a defensive posture. Glowing and somehow attached to his forearms were big, shimmering skulls- like shields. Funky.

"Alright!" I whooped, charging Mr. Baddie. "BLACKSTAR NEVER BOWS TO ANY-"

Before I could land a punch, a large stone wall appeared randomly in front of my attackee (is that a word?) and I slammed into it, going probably thirty miles an hour. Stars began to float around my vision and I stumbled back woozily, shaking my head.

"Never bows... to any... anyone..."

I could see both Kid and Maka facepalming out of the corner of my now-technicolor-seeing eyes. Then the stone around them came alive, fastening like ropes. Something squeezed my arms and I looked down blearily to see that I was now enduring the same confinement. "... Whazzat?"

Kid's skulls had disappeared and he was clearly struggling to bring them back, but stone ropes had closed around his throat and were slowly suffocating him. Finally he gave a strangled gasp and fell limp. I thought he'd died for a second, but then his eyes twitched and opened again, dull and tired. Maka wasn't being strangled, but she was held rather tightly.

"Now now," Mr. Baddie clucked his tongue disapprovingly. "So you are the three I requested Pride bring here."

All three of us froze - well, Kid sort of stiffened - and focused our full attention on Mr. Baddie. "You did ... this?" Maka hissed, jerking her head vaguely. "Brought us here by way of that Kishin?"

"Kishin?" several voices asked.

"Yes!" Maka's annoyed tone sort of morphed into her bookworm know-it-all one. "Humans who have strayed onto the path of evil and eat human souls to become stronger. They become corrupted beings called Kishin. The soul structure morphs slowly into one reminiscent of-"

"What the bookworm's saying is, Kishin are monsters," I interrupted.

Mr. Baddie (and the rest of the room's occupants) just gave us blank looks.

"Kishin!" I jerked my shoulders about and made terrible growly monster faces. "Bad! Stay away! No likey Kishin. Kishin very bad."

Stone tendrils began to creep up around my neck, and I grinned innocently.

Plan B: Use patented BlackStar irritation techniques.

He's smarter than he looks, you know. But only by a few brain cells.

Oh! A wild ANNOUNCEMENT!

Would anyone be interested in doing cover art for this fic? I would myself, but I always get lazy and... yeah. x3 Any help would be much appreciated!

Kat