What, did you guys think that was it? Even if Myra's dead I can still write more of the story. Maybe a new OC who falls for Kid. Who knows? Oh wait. I know. I know exactly what I'm doing with this story. I'm not ending it just because someone died. Come on guys, get with the program. Anyway, this chapter is dedicated to: ReaperAsOfLate, Darktenshi01, and all my friends who I sent the link to my story to and read it and hate me because of the last chapter. YOU'RE WELCOME FRIENDS! Anyway, time for the next chapter my lovelies.

-Kid-

Kid held Myra in his arms, tears rolling down his face, eyebrows knit together. He was filled with rage.

"Kid, you're a reaper, right? Can't you do some voodoo stuff and bring her back?" Maka asked him frantically while looking at her sister's limp body.

But Kid was unresponsive as he continued to stare at the girl growing colder in his arms, her blood continuing to pool around them; it stained his clothes and hands as he held her tighter to his body. In the hallway, quiet murmurs could be heard, but the words spoken were not clear to anyone inside the Library. They were too focused on the scene unfolding in front of them.

Maka stared at Kid, fear continuing to grow and bubble up inside her the longer he remained silent. Her eyes flitted back and forth between the two, waiting for an answer. One she started to fear would never come. Growing tired of waiting, Maka grabbed a fist full of Kid's hair, forcing his head to tilt up, looking straight at her.

"Kid, snap out of it and answer me!"

But he didn't even flinch. His eyes remained on her, even though Maka's grip was strong. With a rather hard tug, she forced his eyes away from her sister, locking her gaze onto him. Multiple expressions flew across his face, but he could form no words. She could see tears rushing down his cheeks in an endless stream. He blinked a few times before finally speaking.

"Don't you think, if I could do anything to save her, bring her back, I would have by now?" He told her, a bit more roughly than he intended.

Maka felt her heart drop at his words, the reality of the situation finally sinking in. Any last hope of saving her sister vanished, and she slumped to the ground next to Kid. Tears filled her eyes as she peered down at the girl lying limp in his arms.

"Myra…"

Kid let his gaze drop back down, and a few stray tears fell onto her calm face. Black Star then cleared his throat, which startled the two hovering over the redheaded girl's body.

"Sorry to interrupt, but," he barely managed out. As much as Black Star wanted to, he refused to look like he was ready to break down at any given moment. "What do we do now?"

It was a few moments before anyone spoke, and when someone did, it was Kid. He slowly moved Myra from his lap to the ground, closing her eyes because he just couldn't look at the lifelessness that was in her once glittering violet eyes. He stood up and turned toward the group of friends who were all gathered in the room with them.

"We kill them," he said simply. "We kill every last one of those witches, no matter what it takes."

"Okay, but how?" Soul asked, his arms wrapped around Donna, who was crying so hard that she shook in his chest. She had just watched her meister die. Inside, Donna felt guilty, even though it wasn't her fault. She felt guilty that she hadn't protected her friend and partner from such a horrible death.

"All of us together. If we all fight we can win," Maka added, standing up and walking next to Kid.

"Exactly," Kid nodded at Maka, who still had tears streaming down her face. He admired how brave she was acting at the moment. Donna had calmed down just enough to speak at this point.

"But what about me?" she sniffled. "I don't exactly have a meister anymore and my soul wavelength isn't paired very well with anyone else." Donna spoke softly and solemnly.

"You can still-" Soul started but was interrupted by his girlfriend.

"No, I can't Soul. Self Defense is all I can do, not full on fights with witches. I can't fight," she looked at him solemnly. "I wish I could, honestly, but I think it would be better if I stayed here. Besides, Stein and Spirit are going to need someone to help get her out."

"Spirit and Stein?" Kid asked.

"We used that mirror thing in the hallway while you and Black Star were trying to… well…" Kid comfortingly put his hand on Donna's shoulder.

"Thank you," he said before looking back at the rest of the group. "Now, we need to develop a plan for attack. I'm open to ideas." Kid knew they wanted him to think of a plan, but he just couldn't think straight, so he relied on his friends. He also knew that once he stepped into the room with the witches, he would lose control and just go crazy, so having a plan made him feel better. Just a little, not enough to make him excited or anxious about the battle ahead. He just wanted to get it over with, he wanted to hold Myra in his arms again, but awake and breathing. Kid blinked away tears he felt forming up again as Maka spoke up.

"I have an idea," she said.

"Alright then, Pigtails, what do we do?" Soul asked.

"I say that Black Star and Tsubaki go after Shaula, given that Black Star's strengths can overpower the scorpion," Black Star gave a thumbs up to Maka while Tsubaki nodded her head determinedly. "Soul, Chrona, and I will take on Arachne. We've dealt with her before once, so I can be sure we can take over her. And Kid…"

"Patty, Liz, and I will take down Medusa. I like it. I like it a lot, Maka. However, what if we lose or the witches decide to attack us together?"

"Then we attack them together. We're up one team this time around."

"But also, instead of it being Arachne and Asura, it's three full grown witches against us students of the DWMA," Tsubaki added.

"We've beaten them before, we can do it again," Black Star said confidently.

"That's true. We can do it guys," Liz forced a smile. The whole ordeal seemed bleak, but she knew that if she looked optimistic and at least pretended, it could turn out great. Fake it till you make it. It was a phrase often written on Myra's arm on days she felt really down, and how neatly or sloppily it was written, one could easily tell how bad of a day it was, but she always acted cheerful since Liz had known her. Liz shook the thought from her head so she wouldn't break down. Kid noticed the forced smile Liz gave and understood; nonetheless, he made himself smile, just a small one. He didn't think he would ever really have a true smile again.

"Well, then, let's do it," Maka said. " Here that you skanky witches? We're coming for you!" she yelled.

"Be careful guys," Donna warned. Mostly to Soul and Maka. She had already lost her meister and she couldn't handle losing anyone else. Soul turned to her and gave her a kiss. Kid pretended not to notice it.

"I promise we'll all come back. Besides, there's still that rematch on Mario Kart we have to play," he smiled at his girlfriend before walking over to his meister and transforming into his scythe form. Maka grabbed his steel handle and held her weapon at the ready. Tsubaki went into her default chain-scythe mode while black star took hold of both her handles at each end. Chrona and Ragnarok had been ready before all of this, given that the two were literally attached at the hip, or back if one prefers. Finally, Liz and Patti became the twin pistols they were and kid held them tightly in his hands with his pinkie fingers on their triggers. He stole one last look at Myra's body before walking into the other room where the witches were waiting. His blood boiled at the thought of taking revenge on Myra's killers.

Your death won't be in vain, he thought to himself. I swear, I'll make it mean something. I love you, Myra.