Readers: A warning for you all; I have seen the Anime. Every last bit of it. However, I have only read bits and pieces of the manga. I am currently working on completing that, so forgive me if something in here contradicts the manga. However, I only have the knowledge of the Anime and am going off of that. Therefore, I am trying to fix holes within that Anime based off of what I know of it.
Another Warning: This next chapter is going to be quite strange in the beginning. I understand that there was actually no "elementary school" for the DWMA, but then again, it never truly stated that in the Anime. Therefore, this was my intake of Death the Kid as a child. However, there is a twist at the end, so watch for that before flaming me about what happens inside of this chapter! .
READ THIS: There is, I repeat, there is NOT, ABSOLUTELY NO hinting to Liz/Kid pairings. I merely like to use Liz as a character more. That is all. Stop cheering/booing about the Liz/Kid pairing because there is NONE! I treat all three as though they're family members, NOT lovers! Please get this through your skulls!
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Sometimes, it's hard to smile again. It's hard to be happy, when I have these constant memories eating away at me. I can't seem to find my way out of this suffocating darkness and I wander aimlessly, looking for a light or perhaps a hand that I can grasp onto.
"Dr. Stein! His heart is giving out!"
"Dammit! Hurry, patch up his shoulder wound before he bleeds to death! Someone grab me the defibrillators!"
"Stein, be careful with him!"
"Lord Death, please back away! I can't have you getting in the way when I'm trying to save him!"
All I want to do is lay here in the darkness and hope that the pain resides. But it seems that every time I do that, someone drags me out of here in hopes that I'll live on with them. In hopes that I will escape the dark world that I'm trapped in. It's sickening. Why would people help me after all of the horrid things I've done? After the amounts of people I've seen die because of me?
"Andrea, let's go! We're losing him!"
"I'm on it, Dr. Stein!"
"Lord Death, please leave the room. We can't have any distractions!"
"No, I'm staying right here until Kid wakes back up."
Perhaps...I was always meant to die. Maybe if I died, everything would be better. Liz and Patty wouldn't have to deal with my symmetrical problems. They wouldn't constantly be injured and they wouldn't have to go on such dangerous missions. If I died, Father wouldn't have to constantly worry about the son that had his wife killed because of his incompetence. He wouldn't have to take care of someone such as I.
"We're losing him! We're losing him fast!"
"Kid, say something! Come on now, just hang in there! KID!"
It's for the best...
Artifical Memories!
Death the Kid's Wish?
"Welcome to DWMA Elementary School! So if it we were to put everything in initials, I'd be welcoming you to the DWMAES! Isn't that a laugh?"
Lord Death chuckled at his attempt of making a joke, his eight-year-old son, Death the Kid, standing beside him. Today was the day that the man was going to finally welcome Kid into the wonderful world of friendship. It was his hopes that Kid would attend the DWMA Elementary School and perhaps make some new friends, live a little, as he had stated. He didn't enjoy that Kid sat in his room all alone most of the time and would prefer if he made some friends. Perhaps even made some friends that he truly cared for.
"Father, do I really have to attend this school? I'm beyond these people's mental capacity. Can't I just go home?" Kid asked, his golden eyes focusing on the rather small school and the students rushing inside.
"Awe, come on, Kid! It'll be fun! I guarantee it!" Death replied, patting his son on the head lightly. Looking down at Kid, eying his black clothes and yellow backpack, he said cheerfully, "And if anyone bullies you while you're in there, just let them know who your father is. I'm sure they'll back off immediately, but if they don't," he glared suddenly and spoke in a much deeper voice. "I'll take care of them."
Sighing in annoyance, Kid grasped the yellow straps of his backpack and walked towards the completely symmetrical, perfect school. Eying a strange looking teacher, he continued on towards the school and pushed open the main doors. He walked down hallway after hallway, before finally standing in front of a classroom door. Staring into the classroom, he looked over each and every student that stuck out amongst everyone else.
Walking into the classroom quietly, he took a seat next to a young girl with light brown hair and a young boy with white hair. Looking at the young girl, he listened to her scold the young boy about cheating. Turning to face the front of the room, he placed his backpack onto his lap and removed a thick, hardcover book. Opening it to the page he had saved, he placed the book on the table and began to read where he had last left off.
"What are you reading?" A voice suddenly cut in.
Kid tore his eyes away from the book and looked up at the young girl. He looked back at his book before replying, "Just a book I found in my family's study."
"Oh. Is it interesting?" The young girl asked, apparently not wanting to give up on speaking with Kid.
"Yes, actually. It's a very interesting book." Kid replied, trying to ignore her so that he could continue reading. However, the young girl giggled and persisted, "What's it about?"
Looking up, Kid locked eyes with the young girl, staring into her green eyes. He sighed heavily and stated, "My name is Death the Kid." The young girl nodded before introducing herself and the young boy as, "Maka Albarn. This is my partner, Soul Eater. But you can just call him Soul."
Kid nodded slowly before asking, "Do you like to read, Maka?"
"Ha, do you have to ask?" Soul stated suddenly, slumping in his seat as he stared at Kid and Maka. "I wouldn't be surprised if Maka has read every book in the school by now."
Maka smiled brightly as she looked over at Kid and rubbed the back of her head. "Yeah, I like to read a lot. Books really interest me." She continued to watch Kid for a few moments before asking softly, "Your Lord Death's son, right?"
Rolling his eyes at the young girl, Kid looked back at his book and replied sharply, "That would explain my name, wouldn't it?"
"What a frickin' prick." Soul growled, yawning loudly as he crossed his arms on his desk, laying his head down. Maka stayed silent as she looked down at Kid's book and then over at Soul. She sighed gently and focused on the teacher that had just entered, Dr. Franken Stein. She glanced over at Kid one last time, almost thinking of starting conversation again, before focusing back on Stein.
Kid didn't move for a few moments, thinking about the conversation he had just had. Looking up at Stein, he realized how much more superior he was to everyone else. What was the point of creating friendship between people far more inferior to him? They would simply hold him back, keep him behind with them. He didn't want them. He didn't need them. All he really needed was to be left alone and continue to stay in school. That way, he could make his Father happy and before long, escape the inferior school he was enrolled in.
After class that day, Kid alone in the lunchroom. He eyed everyone around him, watching as people sat in huddles of friends, discussing things he didn't care about. He didn't care that they found the need to "hang out" and go somewhere together. He didn't care that they chose to continue to be so inferior to him, to fear him because of who his father was. He didn't care that most shyed away from him, afraid that they may do something wrong.
All Death the Kid truly cared about was going home.
"I think he's just lonely. That's all. When he snapped at me earlier, Soul, I think it was just because he's not used to being talked to."
Looking three tables away from him, Kid noticed Maka and Soul sitting together. Among them was a blue haired boy, a dark haired girl, and a purple haired boy. Blinking slowly, he listened to their conversation. He listened as Soul told the blue haired boy about the conversation they had, had in class that day. He heard Maka pestering him about how Kid merely didn't know how to talk to people.
Grimacing in annoyance, he stood up and slammed his book shut. Catching the attention of a few tables, he ignored the curious eyes and left the school building. He stopped just outside the main doors and looked around. Slowly, he began to realize that perhaps Maka was right. Perhaps there was a side of him that truly wanted to create a friendship, but was too nervous about.
Shaking his head of the disgusting thought, Kid patted his head. "Stupid, idiot. They're just trying to guilt you into being their friend." Looking up at the sky, he muttered, "Who needs friends anyway?" Although he stated this, Kid couldn't help but feel as though the feeling of being alone was slowly beginning to eat him alive.
Sitting in class once again, Kid stared at Stein. He listened to each and every individual word he spoke, ignoring the blue haired boy sitting beside Soul. He could hear the two whispering, could feel Maka and the black haired girl's eyes staring holes into his face. He had come to realize that the blue haired boy and the black haired girl were Black Star and Tsubaki Nakatsukasa. The purple haired boy, who was not in the class with them, was named Crona. That was all he knew about them and that was all he wanted to know about them.
However, there were also the two sisters that sat in the row below him. Their names were Liz and Patty Thompson and they simply intrigued him. Both of them wore the exact same clothes, looking so symmetrical he couldn't help but stare. The only difference was their boob size and hair color. Aside from these minor differences, Kid found them to be the most fascinating pair he had ever seen.
"Alright class. Now we'll try practicing a little bit of Soul Resonance. I'll read off your partners and then assign you to a certain spot around the DWMA where you will be monitored. If you fail this test, I will have no choice but to fail you for the rest of the year. Do I make myself clear?"
Silence filled the classroom as everyone focused on the threat that was spoken. A few whispered something to each other, worried about failing. However, Kid merely sighed heavily and listened to Stein read off pairings.
"Soul Eater and Maka Albarn. Black Star and Tsubaki Nakatsukasa. Death the Kid and Liz and Patty Thompson. You seven will be apart of Group Four and will be stationed in the eastern half of the DWMA property. Please leave now and begin practicing."
Kid stood up slowly and realized that his partners were the two young girls he had stared at for the entire class. Rushing over to the two, he looked at them close up, admiring each and every feature. It wasn't long before the brunette asked, "Is there something on my face?" Shaking his head, Kid replied, "No, I was simply admiring your fashion sense! You both look so symmetrical! It's amazing!"
Sighing heavily, the brunette muttered, "Man, Patty, we got stuck with a crazy kid as our partner." Patty laughed loudly as she patted Kid's head and exclaimed, "Look at his hair! It's so cute!" She hugged him tightly, causing Kid to cry out, and began to twirl around in circles. Liz smiled as she watched before stating, "Come on, Patty. We have to meet the others." She began walking out of the classroom as Patty followed, Kid still encased in her arms.
When everyone had arrived in their correct spots, they had all begun trying the Soul Resonance trick. At first, Kid found it to be inferior and a waste of time. He didn't need to practice Soul Resonance. Glancing at the twins he had been paired with, he realized how true that very sentence was. He already felt as though their souls had resonated together. It confused Kid alittle, but he didn't say anything on the subject.
An hour later, everyone had finally succeeded in the Soul Resonance technique. Maka had insisted on heading back to perhaps do some more studying and Kid had realized how kind everyone was. They weren't speaking to him because they felt they had to, but because they wanted to. They were treating Kid as though he were an actual person, as though he weren't Lord Death's son. Smiling at the thought, he had to silently muse at how comforting that was.
"So, I hear your Lord Death's kid."
Kid sighed heavily as he stood in the middle of an alley, staring at two older boys blocking his path. The dark haired boy held a long sword in his right hand while the brunette gripped an amazingly large gun in his left hand.
"Yes," Kid began saying, staring at both of them. "I'm Lord Death's son. Why does that matter?"
It's so dark in this world...that it's frightening.
"Well, well. Looks like we DID find the right kid, Kira."
"Yep. Sure did."
The two males were speaking to each other, the dark haired one being referred to as Kira and the brunette still not having a name.
"What do you want? Money?" Kid asked, annoyance hanging off every letter in his sentence. He hated when people pestered him for money or anything else they imagined he had. In fact, Kid truly had no money on him. At all. He merely had his backpack and clothes.
"Hey, Kira, have you heard the story of Kid's mother?"
"No, Don, I haven't."
"Don?" Kid murmured, holding back a chuckle. "What a pathetic name..."
"Kid killed her!" Kira suddenly shot out, holding up his gun and aiming it at Kid's head. "I think that deserves the death penalty."
Laughing loudly, Don held up his blade and both darted for Kid. Grimacing in anger, Kid immediately dodged their attacks. He began rushing for an escape of the alley, but was stopped when both boys appeared in front of him. Taking a step back, he growled, "What the hell do you want?"
"For you to hand over everything." Kira stated, placing the barrel of the gun against Kid's forehead. Feeling a bead of sweat roll down his face, Kid growled, "I don't think so." In a matter of seconds, a fist impacted with his face, tossing him to the ground. Both of the boys began to pound on Kid, pain bursting through his body as blood gushed from his wounds.
Although it's frightening, I can't help but find it safe at the same time. It's the only place where I can truly be alone and escape the pain that fills me day by day.
Kid coughed up blood as he tried to move, tried to fight back against the boys, but found it extremely hard to move. He clenched his eyes shut tightly, fearing that this was the end of him.
I end up being sucked into more pain and misery. I try not to burden people with my pain, but end up causing even more pain. I don't deserve to see the light...don't deserve to escape.
"LET'S GO, SOUL RESONANCE!"
But just as I feel as though the darkness had encased me forever, drowning me inside the frightening Hell...
"What the hell?"
"Awe, hell, Kira! It's a Meister!"
If the lamps of linked souls,
Point to your heart,
Do you hear the echoes now,
Stronger than words?
Kid is able to open his right eye and see what's going on, noticing that there is a group of people standing behind Kira and Don. He instantly notices them all as part of Group Four. Smiling slowly, he sits up and places a hand on his swollen left eye. "Maka..." He murmurs, watching as Soul and Maka instantly rush towards the two boys. He looks over at Liz and Patty, who are rushing towards him, and then at Black Star and Tsubaki, fighting beside Maka and Soul.
"What...?" He murmurs slowly, standing up with the help of the Thompson sisters. He watches as Maka and the others instantly frighten the two boys, causing them to run away with tears rushing down their cheeks. Maka rushes towards the end of the alley and screams out, "DON'T YOU DARE COME BACK OR WE'LL USE WITCH HUNTER ON YOU!"
"Maka!" Soul yells suddenly. "We don't even know how to DO Witch Hunter yet!"
Maka sighed heavily as she murmured, "I know. But they don't know that!" She cackles evilly as she hears Soul mutter, "Not cool, Maka."
Black Star yells out insult after insult as Tsubaki clutches onto him, begging him to calm down and relax. "No way!" The blue haired ninja shouts out. "They hurt my friend and they need to pay for it! GAAAAH!"
We barely ever look each other in the eye,
Yet our very fates are becoming entwined,
Our destinations overlap completely,
So run with me through the slippery night!
Though the glare that comes from being too tenacious,
May carry over into bad dreams,
Gasping slightly, Kid murmurs, "Friend?" Instantly, everyone's eyes are on him. He stares back at each and every pair of eyes, asking, "How...h-how can you call me your friend?"
If the lamps of linked souls,
Point to your heart,
Do you hear the echoes now,
Stronger than words?
The reasons why we ever met don't matter,
We are drawn together.
"Easy." Maka states happily, walking over to Kid and staring into his golden orbs. "We were all drawn together." Kid looked over at Black Star and the others before stating, "But I was so cruel to you. I don't understand." He then shouted out, "Maybe I don't want to be friends with people like you!"
"Too bad." Liz and Patty state in unison. They both giggle before Liz adds, "You're our Meister now and when our soul resonated, I dunno how to explain it, but we felt this bond towards you. It was so strong that we thought you felt it too." Patty nodded as she chimed in, "We're all friends now, Kid!"
"Why?" Kid asked suddenly, hearing Black Star reply, "Because we wanted to, duh!"
"Yeah," Tsubaki began, smiling warmly. "we all wanted to be friends with you. You're really fun to be around."
The more we are hurt in the moments we touch,
The clearer things become!
Kid sighed heavily and muttered, "You're all idiots." Hearing Black Star beginning to shout something, he felt hands grip his collar. He feels Black Star's words pass by him as he begins laughing loud. He doesn't understand why they all were drawn together or why they had suddenly become friends. However, he did understand that relief had suddenly washed over him. He was happy that he had friends, someone to share his burdens with. He was proud to be apart of their friendship and he felt as though they would always be there for him. No matter what.
...A hand reaches out and grasps onto mine tightly. The light that emits from this hand is bright and it pains me to look at it, feeling as though I'm poisoning it's bright aura.
"Look, we're not gonna force you to be our friend." Soul suddenly states, hands jammed into his pockets.
"Right!" Maka states, placing a hand out in front of Kid. "But we'd really like it if you were our friend, Kid. We can help carry the heavy burden on your shoulders."
I can't decide whether to shrink away in fear or grasp the hand tightly. But as I stare at the shining light, the light that slowly destroys my dark world, I realize something.
Kid smiled softly as he grasped Maka's hand tightly and stated happily, "Yeah. I'd love to have a few friends like you guys." He heard Black Star shout out something happily and Tsubaki laugh. Maka began spouting something about making dinner, Soul complaining beside her, and the Thomspon sisters wrapped their arms around him, both whispering, "We love you, Kid."
I have friends for a reason. I have Patty, Liz, Black Star, Tsubaki, Soul, and Maka for a reason. They help me carry my heavy burden. They help me get through everything and they mean more to me than my very own life. If I drowned in this darkness, they would never forgive me...and I would never forgive myself. If I died, the burdens they help me carry would become heavier.
I cannot die. Realizing this, I reach forward and grasp that hand that beckons to me tightly, encasing myself in its warmth.
"Kid! Kid, can you hear me? KID!"
Kid's heavy eyelids flutter open slowly, revealing a bright, painful light. He snaps his eyes shut once again, before turning to the side and opening them. He realizes that he is lying on a bed with a group of people surrounding him. Turning slowly, he sees Stein, his father, Spirit, Patty, and Liz standing around his bed.
"Good." He states suddenly, smiling and looking over at Patty and Liz. "You're still alive." Hearing the two girls begin to cry, he feels their bodies up against him and he sighs softly, a wide smile posessing his lips. He wraps his arms around their trembling frames and hears his father say, "I'm so proud of you Kid! I knew you'd pull through!"
Stein smiled himself as he rested his hands in the pockets of his lab coat, saying calmly, "I'll let you guys have some privacy." He left the room silently and Kid glanced at everyone else, hearing them asking him questions and saying numerous things at once. He sighed softly and looked back at the Thompson twins, closing his eyes slowly.
When I find myself trapped in the darkness, all I have to do is reach out...and I know that their hands will grasp mine tightly. I know that the Thompson sisters and my friends will be there for me always when I need them most.
I don't have to carry these burdens alone.