3 months later…

"Anything?"

Kid huffed as he took off his jacket, giving Liz ad Patty a brief look. "Nothing." He sighed. "Absolutely nothing."

Liz looked at her hands, then back at the tired Grim Reaper. Kid's obsession with symmetry had gotten out of control without Hannah around to calm him down. He had a breakdown the other day and took the gang 4 hours to calm him enough to function. "Kid-"

"She's not gone." He snapped at Liz.

"Kid man," Soul started, looking sombre from the sofa with Maka. "There's been no sign. We all knew there would be a high chance she wasn't going to stay-"

"She's not gone!" He shouted while slamming his fist on the table.

"She wasn't from this world Kid! When are you gonna accept that?!" Soul shouted back.

"Soul!" Maka scolded him and threatened him with a book. "I agree with Kid." Kid looked at her with hope in his eyes. "I can feel that's she's still here I just know it."

Liz shook her head and rubbed her hair. "It's been 3 months and she hasn't made a sound or tried to make contact with us. I just can't see how she' still here and yet hasn't said a word to tell us she's okay." Black Star had refused to accept Hannah just left, and has been searching for her for 2 months straight with Tsubaki. Neither leaving any inch of the land unsearched. None of the group quite knew why he was so upset with her departure, but were all grateful he was relentless in his search even if it did end up getting himself into a fair bit of trouble along the way.

"Maybe she can't sis." Patty chimed in. Even her usual abundance of energy had dimmed since the loss of her close friend. "We all felt that signal of a witch when she went missing. Maybe she was taken."

"Why would they take her?" Kid couldn't even think straight anymore, he slumped on the sofa next to Maka. "I don't understand this."

"Maybe they knew how much she meant to you." Soul leaned his head on his knees.

"Or maybe she was afraid." The group turned to the door to see a rain soaked Tssubaki and Black star. They both looked troubled which set everyone on edge. "We've just come back from the East where we spoke to a guy in Tate City."

Kid's ear practically perked up at the news. "What did you find out Black Star?" Maka asked.

"He said there's been sightings of a new witch around with the Oriole Witches." Kid's eyes widened along with the others as they could tell where Black Star was going with his speech. "Their descriptions are a pretty good match of Hannah."

Maka let out a heavy sigh. "Oh that explains it." She rubbed her eyes. "She was terrified of what we would do if we found out."

"But that's insane we would never hurt her!" Patty shouted. "She's our friend she's not a bad person!"

It clicked for Kid. "The second witch." He and Maka shared a knowing look. "I'll bet anything she was her mother."

Tsubaki nodded. "I bet you she got under her skin and made her doubt us." The other nodded in agreement. "Otherwise she never would have doubted us."

"I would never had let anyone hurt her." Kid's voice was strong and had already made up his mind. "She belongs back here." He got up suddenly and walked around gathering supplies.

"Kid what are you doing?" Tsubaki questioned as she watched the young Grim Reaper fix a bag together.

"I'm going after her." His blunt response brought a smile to most of their faces.

"What if she doesn't want to come back Kid?" Liz's question made him stop in his tracks abruptly.

"She's right Kid." Soul agreed reluctantly. "She's been with Witches for 3 months. Who knows what she's gonna be like when you find her, if you find her?!"

"You think that's gonna stop me?! I love her and I'm going to make her see sense." Kid yelled back before heading to the door.

"Hey Kid!" Maka's shout made him turn, her face showed a small smile. "Don't stop till you bring her back."

Kid was walking around Tate City with his hood pulled up; not an uncommon sight in the town notorious for thieves. He tried as discreetly as he could to try and gather as much information as possible about the new witch about. He heard a rumour about a favourite spot of hers; a place in the ruins of the old castle on the base of the mountain.

He made a beeline towards in but halted in his tracks as he stared at the ruins with horror. "Asymmetrical garbage." He mumbled. "It's so hideous! How can this be?!" He slapped both sides of his face. "Such a disgusting display should not exist I couldn't possible go in a place like that!" He turned and was about to make a hasty retreat away before freezing. "She thought of that." He halted his skateboard. And stood there with the evening breeze blowing his hair. She thought of that. She knew I wouldn't want to go into a place like that. His thoughts came to the conclusion. If she thinks this will deter me then she has another thing coming. I want her in my life too much to let her go so easily. With a deep breath he made his way to the ruins and began to walk around.

The ruins themselves were quite beautiful to someone who wasn't obsessed with symmetry. They were of an old temple that was now collapsed and covered in vines and moss. Yet the patters etched into the walls were still visible through the greenery. "You shouldn't be here Kid." Her voice echoed through the ruins. "Why did you come?"

He couldn't determine where her voice was coming from yet. But if he kept her talking he would. "You almost sound surprised. I would have thought you'd knew I would find you."

"How did you?" Her voice sounded distant, unfamiliar to her usual warm voice.

"Black Star." He answered with a shrug, all the while roaming his amber eyes across the walls searching for her. "He hasn't stopped looking for you."

He heard a very small sigh. "You should leave Death the Kid."

This hurt him slightly. "Why's that?" He could nearly pinpoint her voice. "Do I remind you of a life still possible?" He was beginning to push her buttons.

"Don't be so silly Death the Kid." The fact she didn't call him 'Kid' was beginning to get to him. "It was a silly crush, nothing more."

"You and I both know that's not true." His voice was level and determined.

There was a slight pause. "Go back home Kid. Just leave."

There. He found her.

He swung himself around a pillar and finally came face to face with her. She had changed a lot in the past 3 months. She was wearing a black knee length cheongsam dress with a red floral pattern going up the right side next to the slit going to her thigh. She also had on black garter tights with knee length heeled boots. What seemed to change was her face. Her hair was straightened out and went to her elbows in a sleek controlled way. He noticed she was a much darker makeup around her eyes, and a dark red lipstick.

She looked like a witch.

Her look of shock went as quickly as it came as she came face to face with the boy she tried to convince herself she'd never see again. "I'm bringing you back home Hannah." He said to her with his hand out to her.

She scoffed. "Oh really? Back to be slaughtered when it suits? I don't think so Kid." She tried to walk around him but he blocked her way.

"You don't believe that, I know you don't."

She shook her head. "You said it yourself: 'a witch with that much power is dangerous'. That witch is me Kid." He tried moving closer to her, but every step he made she managed to take a step away. "I belong with my own kind Kid."

"You belong with your friends." His voice began to waver. "You belong with me." She didn't respond. "No-one would hurt you my father has given his word he would also protect you. None of us would-"

"This is what you want to go home with you! Soul release!" She released the magic guarding her soul wavelength and Kid's eyes widened and was nearly knocked off his feet. Her soul was as large as Dr Steins and far more virile. He noticed the signature was similar to that of fire, and of a great proud bird. "You think they'll accept this?! You think that they won't be afraid of me?!" She shouted.

He could see her tears though, and knew she was hurting as much as she was. He willed his feet to move to her, and he could feel the sheer severity of her soul but didn't stop. "I know they won't. Because they will know who you are. Not what you are."

His lips were about the graze hers but she shoved him away. "I'm a witch Kid, and possibly something a lot more dangerous."

He frowned at her, confused as to why she was pushing him away. "What are you talking about?"

"My mother says I'm special." She snorted. "Ironic how I always thought myself to be the most ordinary of people." She said more to herself than to Kid. "But she's gonna help me control it. I'm gonna be good Kid. I don't need your help with that."

She turned to walk away but he caught her hand. "Hannah I've been asking around about these witches and they're not good. Your mother is not a good witch."

She rolled her eyes at him. "She's been looking after me and helping me for the past 3 months."

"To turn you into a weapon!" He grabbed both her hands and made her look at him. "They want you to be dangerous! They want you to attack Death City and my father to help awaken the Kishin!"

She shook her head. "That's a lie!" She shouted at him and ripped her hands from him. "They care about me!"

"They brought you here to use you!" Rain began to pelt against them, thunder was echoing in the distance. "They want you to be hated and feared!"

"And what do you want huh?!" She was backed against a wall now, she couldn't put any more space between them. "For Meisters to look at me wishing for the easy kill to make a weapon for Lord Death?!"

He suddenly went quiet. "I want you to come back to me. I want you to help me figure out life." He was now chest to chest with her. "With you, I know…" He tucked her hair behind only one of her ears. "Even things that are asymmetrical can be beautiful to me. So long as you're with me." He leaned in and kissed her.

She couldn't bring herself to push him back as she wrapped her arms around his head and gave into the touch she was craving. What neither noticed was how much her soul wavelength calmed when Kid was near her. Nether knew how much time has passed but she abruptly pushed him and ran past him. "You're wrong, you don't need me you're Lord Death's son who needs symmetry to survive." She flicked her soaked hair from her face. "You don't need me."

"Yes I do. You need me too you know." His voice was a lot calmer than how he was feeling. "You don't have the soul of a witch. You have the soul of a good person who just wants a life of her own." His voice was sounding strained as he tried to desperately to convince her to go with him. "I can give you that." He swallowed. "I love you."

A tear escaped her eye, though he couldn't see through the rain. "I can't Kid. I can't hurt you." She raised her arms and a pair of wings made from fire appeared on her back.

With a spin she morphed into an eagle made entirely form flames. Kid watched helplessly as she flew away. "Hannah!" He yelled into the storm. "I'll not give up!"

"NEVER!"