Chapter 12
Kid arrived at his sister's door and knocked. "Marci, may I come in?" He hear silence. He placed his hand on the doorknob, and was surprised that it was unlocked. He opened the door and his eyes widened when he smelled blood, and looked down to see his sister with one of her blades in her hand and her left wrist and arm were covered in blood, and dried tears stained on her face.
Kid took a step forward into the room, hoping and believing this was a dream. When he reached his sister, he cupped one of her cheeks, which happen to be cold. "Oh no." His eyes trailed from her wrist, to the blade, and finally stopping at her sightless eyes. "No. No no no this can't be real. Why would she!?" He held her tightly and screamed with tears running down his face.
The Thompsons ran to the door, hearing him scream. "Kid what happened!?"
"Is something wrong?" They both saw what Kid had in his arms and their eyes widen: Liz from shock and Patty from excitement. They were both speechless at the sight, but Patty didn't care. "How did- What the- What?" Liz couldn't say anything but stammer. "I-I think I'm going back to my room." Patty said as she exited the room.
When Patty closed the door behind her, she fell on her bed with a grin and laughing manically. She took a breath and sat up. "The little bitch killed herself." She muttered. "She got what she deserved. Now nothing will come between me and my reaper. Nothing will stand in my way and I will have him all to myself."
She laughed again while choking one of her giraffe plushies, then decided to go back to where Kid was.
She walked back to Marceline's room and her eyes widened at the sight. On the floor was Kid, also with a cut wrist and sightless eyes. She dropped the plushie and fell to her knees. "Why?" She backed out of the room and leaned against a wall with tearful eyes. "No!"
Liz ran back to the hallway and threw her phone to a wall. "I just called Lord Death. How's Kid?" Patty shakily pointed inside the room, and Liz turned to that direction, her eyes widening in the process as she stared at the two figures on the floor.
Lord Death popped up beside them and stared at their faces, then in the room. His face was twenty shades of anger, shock, confusion, and a whole lot of WTF. He slowly entered the room, picked up Kid by the back of his shirt, then dropped him as though he would get a reaction. He did the same with Marceline. Both siblings didn't move an inch. The Reaper raised his hand to take off his mask, and as he took it off, his body started to transform.
When the mask was completely off, the sisters were staring at a man dressed in black, with pale skin and yellow eyes, having a very similar resemblance to their meister. He grabbed Kid's wrist, watching blood flow down his arm and staining his clothes. He closed the boy's eyes and places his head on his chest, and breathed a sigh of relief when he felt a heartbeat. It was faint, but it was still a heartbeat.
He placed a hand on Marceline's neck, and had the same results.
Lord Death placed his son on his bed after bandaging up his wrist, and pulled the covers over him. "I swear, sometimes you do the dumbest things." He leaned against the wall and sat on the floor before lighting a cigarette.
"Um Lord Death?"
He let out a puff of smoke before turning to the door to see the younger sister. "Oh you're the busty sister." He thought for a bit until he said "Patricia was it?"
"Just Patty is fine." She stepped into the room and stared at her meister. He followed her gaze. "Let's talk outside."
Lord Death lead the girl into the hallway and closed the door behind him. Before she could ask or say anything, the Reaper raised his hand and said "Don't worry. He's gonna be fine."
Patty breathed out a sigh of relief as she smiled, but that smile soon faded. If he was still alive, that tells her that Marceline is alive as well.
"Listen, I know the feelings you have for my son." She stared up at him with a blush, then turned to the floor. He placed a hand on her shoulder and said "But you've got the wrong idea. He doesn't like his sister in that kind of way."
"Then why is he always hanging out with her instead of me and Liz?" He sighs and leans against the wall. "Patty, if you haven't seen Liz in about ten years, would you hang out with her because you miss her, or be with Kid because you like to spend time with him?"
"That's easy." Patty replied. "I'd be with Liz because we haven't seen each other in a long time and we missed each other."
"Well there you go." Lord Death replied. "The two haven't seen each other, so they're just trying to make up for lost time. There's nothing going on between them. No need to get jealous." Patty stared at the ground, and Lord Death placed a hand on her shoulder. "He'll be fine. For now, get some sleep." The blonde nodded before heading to her room.
Kid's eyes snapped open as he frantically sat up in bed. "Marci!"
"Marceline is alright." He turned to his right and saw Lord Death leaning against the wall, letting out a puff of smoke. His father glanced at him before closing his eyes with a sigh.
Reaper Chop!
He chopped Kid so hard, the bed snapped in half. A stack of smoke rose from Kid's head as he slowly stared at his father's glaring face. "You fucking idiot. Why the hell would you even think about this!?"
Kid turned away without saying a word, and his father sighed once more. "I had a talk with Marceline when she woke up, and she told me what had happened that caused her to commit suicide. She told me that you loved Patty more than her." He turned towards the door. "If only you saw her face; she was terrified." Kid stared at his bandaged wrist, his eyes widening when he remembered seeing her run from him and Patty. "I tried to explain, but she was already gone. I figured that I could explain it to her in the afterlife, because we'd both be dead."
"Well now that she's here, you might as well explain it to her now." He whirled his head to the door and saw his sister wrapped in a blanket. "Well I'll leave you to it." Lord Death walked out of the room, leaving the two siblings alone. The door closed behind him, and the two didn't say a word to each other. Kid started to rise from the floor until she said "Don't get up."
Kid stayed where he was, not wanting to upset his sister even more. He heard the girl strode over to him and looked up to see that she wasn't looking at him. He saw her arm raise, and was about to slap him until he grabbed her wrist, and pulled her forward, hard enough to make her fall on top of him. He felt his head get pushed upwards and saw her raise her blade while sitting on top of him. "You're the worst."
He gave her an emotionless look as she gripped the handle tighter. "Why are you looking at me like that? I hate it." He let go of her wrist and let his arm fall to the floor. He couldn't respond to her, even though there were many things he could say, and of course, he felt the same way; he hated her, but at the same time, he thought it felt wrong to hate someone you care for so deeply.
"I hate you."
He looked up at her. "Don't you get it? I fucking hate you." She finally looked at him, and Kid's eyes widened when he saw tears, not tears of hate, but tears of pain, loneliness, and the feeling of being left behind. "You don't understand anything, do you!? About how I felt when you said you loved her! I don't want to believe that you chose that busty bitch Patty instead of me, who one who truly cares for you!" Her arm fell, and she collapsed on his chest. "What's the point of my life if you don't love me!?" She sobbed. "I have no one else, and if you leave me, there will be no one for me. Death is my only option."
At that moment, Kid pinned her to the floor and brought a gun to her head, making her raise the knife and point it at his neck. "If you want to die, I could kill you right now." His finger was on the trigger, ready to fire as the gun was pressed against her head. Marceline looked up at him with her cheek pressed against the floor, letting tears roll down his face. Kid saw the look she was giving.
She was indeed afraid to die, especially at the hands of her brother.
The male pulled her arm away and pulled back, throwing the gun to the side of the room. She looked up and saw his getting off of her and sitting on the floor. "You really are afraid of death."
Marceline stared up at him with a look as he used his power to fix his bed before sitting on the edge. "If you wanted to die, you would have used a regular knife instead of one of your own. You know your blades can't kill Reapers."
The girl looked away, but noticed Kid motion her to sit with him. She hesitated, before getting off of the floor, and walking over to sit down next to him. The two stayed silent, not saying a word to each other. Marceline was still upset with her brother for his actions, but the thought of him also committing suicide to be with her also crossed her mind. She slightly turned her head to see him fixing his shirt collar, and saw a bandage over his wrist.
She scooted closer to him, wanting to get a closer look. Kid saw this and moved his hand away, before she grabbed it. He sighed as she pulled his sleeve down to get a better look at the bandage, and he turned away. His eyes widened when he felt something soft touch his wrist, and turned to see Marceline pull away, and set his arm on his lap. "What did you use?"
"Your blade." He replied. "I don't know what I was thinking. I was just-" He cut off when she kissed his cheek. She pulled back and smiled. "I know. You don't have to explain."
The male cupped one of her cheeks with worried eyes. "Did you really think I chose Patty over you? Nonsense. There's no one I love more than you."
"Kid." She pulled his hand away before he immediately grabbed her wrist and pulled her closer, having Marceline's eyes widened when their lips touched.
She can't believe that Death The Kid, her older brother, is actually kissing her.
Me: So. . . . incest? I'v always been a fan of it, but there are certain conditions: A- the two siblings have to be around the same age(twins mostly), B- they have to be either boys or a boy and a girl, C- they have to look cute together, and D- they need a very close bond(one close enough to be lovers) The relationship between Ichiru and Zero is also okay because they had a close bond when they were children.
Anyway enough about my rant on my love of incest. My name is Tomaki and I'll see you guys next time.