Author's Note – Thank you for continuing with this story! 8D It makes me happy to know some people like my writing. Enjoy! I'll show more Black*Star. C:
"What..?" Kidd's eyes were full of shock. "Kidd, you must fully grasp on this thought. Your father only sent you to the human world because he thought it was best for you." Stein explained. Kidd's gaze switched from Maka to Stein. He shook his head, his hands wrapped protectively around his chest. "Kidd, we know where your real father is, and we would be glad to take you back to him... but we have one problem." Maka said softly, resting a hand on his shoulder.
"We can't reach your father's destination with what little power you have." Stein finished for her.
Kidd looked at him for the longest time ever. "Can you contact him from here?" he asked, his voice wary. "Can we contact him from here, he ask's." Maka laughed. "Of course we can! This is the shinigami headquarters in London! We can reach him anywhere!" Maka continued to laugh. "Maka why don't you go find Soul and go report to Sid." Stein waved her off. Maka stood erect, "Of course, Dr. Stein." she bowed her head and dashed off out into the hallway.
Stein looked at the remote in his hand, then set it down with a sigh. "Do you wish to see your father.. your real father?" Stein looked down at Kidd. The 16 year old nodded his head, "I do." he said, determine in his voice.
"Okay then, follow me." Stein walked over to the door and opened it and waited for Kidd to walk over with him and walk out. Kidd obliged and slowly walked down the hall where Stein was directing him, Stein in front of him of course. He could hear many people whispering things about him, he tried to ignore them but couldn't. He gritted his teeth to hold in his anger, not wanting to hurt anymore lives.
He closed his eyes and a picture of Noah flashed into his memory, the face had been etched into his brain for eternity. Stein led him into another dark room, and sat him in a chair infront of a screen. It brought up a white light, which surprised the boy. "Now I'm going to put this camera infront of your face and when the light flashes red, that means it will be showing your face to the person receiving the image." Stein said, setting a camera on a desk in front of Kidd.
Kidd watched in amazement as the red light flashed on. But then he heard someone talking, but the only people who where in the room where he and Stein. "What do you mean he's been found?" a somewhat old sounding voice called. "Shinigami-Sama, he's right here. Turn around and look at him." a man with red hair, wearing a black suit tapped a black cloaked figures shoulder.
The cloaked figure turned around, he was wearing a skull like mask, but it was happy-ish. He made a sound that was almost as a gasp. "Kidd..?" he sounded like he was dreaming. Kidd just stared at him, scanning him with his eyes. Black and white.. and perfectly symmetrical. "Kidd!" he cried in joy. "They found you! Maka and Soul were sucsessful in their mission, I see!" he got closer to the screen.
Stein bumped him in the shoulder, "Say something." he whispered.
"U-Uhm.. hey.. father?" he stuttered.
"Yes Kiddo?" he asked, and flashed off what could almost be a smile. "Are you really there?" Kidd asked, and Stein facepalmed. "Yes yes, I'm here! Stein! When can you arrive?" he asked. Stein sighed, "I'm afraid Kidd could never make the journey from London to Death City if he failed to keep conciousness from the jump from the human world to the shinigami world." Stein said. The man sighed deeply. "I see... Noah's sealed off his powers, huh?" he said.
Stein nodded.
"Well be sure to-" the screen started to fuzz out. "Shinigami-Sama?" Stein asked. He didn't answer as the screen went black and the camera exploded. Kidd let out a shrill cry of fright as he was blown back by the impact, slamming his head into the ground. "Kidd!" Stein dove for the boy, helping him sit back up. "Damnit.. they found us." Stein said with a pissed off tone.
Kidd looked at him with sheer fright in his beautiful golden eyes. "Who's where?" He asked, but Stein did not answer him and them grabbed Kidd's hand and pulled him out of the room. The whole hallway.. no the whole facility was now in complete panic. The lights were on back-up lights, creating a dark omnious light.
"Where's Soul?" Kidd asked.
Stein didn't answer.
"Stein! I want an answer!" he pulled his hand from the iron grip Stein held his hand in. Kidd saw that Stein was shaking. "She found us..." he whispered, then Kidd heard it. Laughing. "Hand over the child, and we wont kill everyone in this facility."
"Never!" Stein spat back.
"Proffessor Stein!" Soul said, running towards the duo. Kidd looked and was relieved that Soul and Maka were okay. "Quick, Soul, take Kidd as far away from here as possible. She's here!" Stein shoved Kidd into Soul's arms, and Maka saluted.
"Good."
Another wave of shaking came over the building and Kidd grabbed his ears and screamed in pain. The youth shinigami fell to his knees and screamed. "No! G-Get out of my head!" he screamed and Soul dropped to his knees to help the boy up. Kidd looked up at Soul, but he didn't see the regular honey gold eyes of the shinigami, but red eyes. Soul jumped back just in time to avoid a kick.
"For the love of all! Medusa! What did you do to him?" Stein yelled. "Oh nothing.. just gave him one of my precious mind-controlling snakes." the one adressed as Medusa's voice echoed in the hallways. Stein growled. "You don't get it, do you?" Medusa hissed.
"Get what?" Soul shouted dodging a series of kicks and punches from the youth shinigami. "If this boy and his father meet up, Shinigami will become powerful again... and of course, we couldn't let this poor child's powers hatch again in your hands, could we?" Medusa appeared next to Kidd who stopped moving and stood still. She rubbed her head on his and placed her hands on his cheeks.
"Soul!" Stein yelled and Soul dashed forward and delivered a kick to Medusa, straight in the jawline. She fell to the ground, the blond snake-witch snapped her fingers and Kidd fell to the ground like a lifeless shell. Stein caught him in time before his head hit the ground again. Medusa grinned and waved. "Until next time I bid you adieu~" she said and dissapeared. Soul growled, "Damnit! She got away!" Stein yelled, picking the limp boy in his arms. "We need to get him to Sid." Stein said. "Sid went outside with the rest of the students when we had the earthquake. "Earthquake..?" Stein was puzzled. "We had an earthquake?" he asked.
"Yeah! It was large and it almost destroyed the entire facility." Soul said. They were know walking down the hallway, the backup lights holding up good lighting their way out. The three were running out of the building, and into the sunlight. They saw kids and adults alike crowed against each other, staring at the door. "Stein!"
The trio looked up to see the zombie running towards them with a girl following behind him, she was wrapped in bandages.
Kidd could faintly here screaming and talking in his state of sub-counciousness. He had hoped nobody was hurt until he opened his eyes. He screamed and sat right up, hitting his forehead on the blue man's face. He just stared at Kidd as he writhed in pain. "He's awake!" the zombie-fied man said and sat up. Kidd put his hand to his forehead, trying to remember what had happened.
"Finally!" he heard another voice and someone entered the tent.. tent? They were in a.. tent? Kidd shrugged it off as he saw the person come into his view. Soul. Still wearing the same clothes as he had met him, he knelt down to Kidd putting his hand on his shoulder. "Are you alright?" he asked, his blue eyes full of worry. Kidd looked at Soul, who had a giant bruise on his cheek that was half covered with a bandage.
"Soul..? What happened?" he asked, looking around.
Soul just stared at him. "It looks like there is a group in which they are afraid of you meeting up with your father." Soul finally responded. The shinigami was dumbfounded. He certainly didn't remember doing anything.. bad. Why would they try and keep him and his father from meeting?
"That's just it." a girl said, leaning against a pole in the tent. She wore a blue shirt and a black hoodie, her dark blue jeans tightly wrapped around her legs and arrows wrapped around the design of the jeans, she also wore a blue and white scarf. Odd. She had short black hair and light honey amber eyes. "They don't want you to meet up with him because he can hatch your shinigami powers, isn't that right Sid?" she said, putting her hands on her hips.
The blue man nodded and turned to Kidd. "Kidd, your in danger here." the one addressed as Sid said.
Soul nodded and helped the injured boy stand up. "That's where Kura here comes in." He gestured to the odd girl. She flashed a white smile, and held out her hand. "I'm Kura D'talia." she said, smiling. Kidd stared at her hand, not knowing what to do with it. These strange people and their strange customs..
"You must NEVER touch my hands unless I say so. If you even gesture me, I will beat you down until you wont be able to move!" the horrible memory flashed in his head and he slightly bowed. Kura snorted, "We'll teach you our ways." she said and her hand fell to her side.
"Where are we, Soul?" he asked.
"Sid and I brought you to the Italian facility. We are near a beach, so when you walk out, you must be careful. The smell hits you like a ton of bricks." Soul grabbed onto his hand.
Kidd's cheeks brightened at the contact. "U-Uhm.. Soul..." he whispered, and Soul looked at him questioningly. Kidd looked down at his hand intwined with Soul's and coughed. Soul got what he was saying and pulled away. "Kura is the leader of all the facilities here in Italy." Kura smiled. "D'talia...?" Kidd asked.
The girl nodded. "It's an Italian last name." She smiled. Kidd smiled back, "I've never met an Italian before! Noah-Sama would always tell me they were bad people." he said, and shook her hand. Finally. "That's because your mother was Italian." Sid said. Kidd looked at the zombie. "Where is my mother?" he dared to know the answer.
"Kidd.. your mother.." Kura frowned. "I think it's best if we show him." Soul stopped her. The Italian leader nodded, "Come on Kidd, follow us." Kura gestured to Kidd.
Hesitantly, he followed them. Soul was right, the oceanic smell hit him in the face. But it smelled.. so beautiful. He breathed in the scent as the two brought him to a grassy land. It was quiet, except for the waves in the backround and the wind blowing.
"Kidd, you can read, right?" Soul asked. "Of course, why?" Kidd counter-asked.
"Kidd.. it's all in Italian, but I will translate." Kura said, kneeling down.
"Qui ponga la bella Maria Damino. Ha combattuto alla morte dalla battaglia fra Noah quando era sulla ricerca del suo bambino, Death the Kidd. Ha combattuto con l'amore di una madre, ma la furia di un guerriero. (Here lay the beautiful Maria Damino. She fought to the death from the battle between Noah when he was on search for her child, Death the Kidd. She fought with the love of a mother, but the fury of a warrior. )" Kura said in a beautiful accent.
Kidd didn't believe. No. He couldn't believe it. He remembered his mother's face after all those years. Soft, tan and loving. He couldn't disagree she was breath-taking, even if he was his mother. "She's gone.. but that doesn't mean you can't see her." Kura said, taking a deep breath. The young Shinigami's eyes darted for Kura. "Your a shinigami! Like I am, and only can Shinigami's contact with the dead if they still have the soul." Kura said.
"Each leader of each facility is a shinigami. We are not blood related, but we are of the same kind." Kura smiled. Kidd knelt next to his mother's tombstone, forcing the tears not to fall. "No... I'm not strong enough.." he said, resting his hands on the stone, his head falling down.
Then after a while, his head came up and he turned around, tears streaming down his cheeks. "Kura..?" he asked. Soul watched as Kidd walked over to her intently. "Can you help me write something in my mother's tombstone... in Italian?" he asked. "Si, of course!" She smiled.
Ciò è il vostro figlio, Kidd. Voglio ringraziarlo per non dare in su sulla protezione me… che la vostra morte non sarà invano.