I didn't understand why Kid was so adamant about going to the DWMA. It's not like we needed the training. We were grim reapers. Our abilities surpassed any student, and probably any teachers, there at the school. He'd wanted to, though, and asked me to come along. Being the middle child of Lord Death, I usually went unnoticed, except by a Central Intelligence NOT student.
Rated: T - English - Angst/Adventure - Chapters: 4 - Words: 6,177 - Reviews: 5 - Favs: 14 - Follows: 19 - Updated: 6/13/2018 - Published: 5/30/2016 - Death The Kid, Akane, Clay, OC