Amalgamations

by abyss1826

(slight AU where Kid has a mother.) It's tuesday, a week since Asura was defeated, and Kid has gone missing. While the Thompsons, Soul, Maka, Tsubaki and BlackStar are on campus looking for him, they come across a new student who calls themselves Akira. What happens when Maka finds out that they aren't even on any of the rosters? (Explores other Gods and new characters.)

7. Chapter 7

Deep in the night was a figure in a violet cloak. The shadows of the buildings clung to them like vapor tendrils, calling them, wanting to be made alive, to be animated, but the figure ignored them.

They watched Gallows Mansion, illuminated from the inside, It's three occupants tired from a night of socialising.

The violet figure then saw what they had been watching for, a flash of silvery white in the darkness.

"Praeripio." They whispered, and the shadows underneath the silver cloak lashed out like vines, holding them fast in an iron grip and dragging them down into the inky blackness.

They were spat out in front of the Violet cloaked one, the man in silver falling to his knees, retching.

"Interesting time of night for one such as you to take flight," said a voice from within the cloak that resonated like the scales of a metal concert hall xylophone.

"Interesting place for one such as you to be watching over." The man said gruffly, about to stand. A silver armored boot engraved with twisted branches swiftly connected with the man's chest, right over the diaphragm, and then again at the shoulder, causing him to fall onto his back. Shadows pooled around him, keeping him in place to an even higher degree than the sharp, gleaming foot resting above his heart, threatening to break one of his ribs if he so much as took to deep of a breath.

"Your kind have no business here, the child is ours."

"Oh, but the child is our business here." The man said smoothly. There was a sick crack and a squelching noise.

"Well you'll just have to remind them that they have nothing and will have nothing to do with this, now won't you?"

The man nodded, wincing in pain as his lung was scraped by broken bone. The foot was lifted, and he stood up, trying to remain dignified.

"How about I be a doll and send you home now, since the sun isn't out for you?" The violet cloaked one said in a voice smooth as satin, while the man was overtaken by shadows. When they dispersed, he was gone.

"What a nice fellow. I'm glad he understands the situation." They say to no one in particular, but she's listening.