Why does it smell like rust…? Smells odd and why so dark? Death the Kid opened his eyes, but he didn't see anything, just plain darkness. He sat up and a huge whiff of rust and something moldy hit his nose and he covered his nose with his shirt. He felt something wet and sticky on it as well. What's going on? He swiped his hand slowly across the ground and felt a flashlight then turned it on. The light beam hit the front, there was nothing there in particular, just everything smashed, if his body was any closer to the front he could have been smashed. The beam slowly then moved from behind him and his eyes widened. Dead bodies were sprawled around the bus, his heart began racing and he didn't know what to think or do.

"T-they're d-dead!" he gasped, and put a hand over his mouth. "They a-all died…" Kid bent over and clenched his stomach, "No, I must stay strong, I need to find a way out." He grabbed the flashlight and closed his eyes not wanting to think he was stepping on dead corpses. He opened the emergency door in the back and took in a deep breath of fresh air and climbed out from the back.

Damn… I had left Beelzebub back home thinking I won't need it… And I can't call father without a smooth area to contact him. His throat began burning him and his stomach growled. My first priority is to find food and water… Kid stared back at the bus not wanting to go back inside there, but for his own good he did. He grabbed his bag and grabbed a few others and went back outside. "Someone is bound to have brought snacks…" He opened a bag and tears began stinging his eyes. "P-Patty's sushi…" He bent over and his forehead touched the plastic container, "PATTY, LIZ!" He shouted.

The reaper had lost all appetite and shoved the sushi back in the bag. I need to carry lightly so I'll just take things I need. He opened the three bags he had retrieved and stuffed everything he needed inside his bag. A first aid kit, a few water bottles, food, a lighter, a small survivor knife and a few towels, was what he had packed inside his bag and shrugged it over his shoulder. "I hope I can find some survivors… Hopefully all of my friends…" He began walking.

Trees everywhere he stepped, he didn't know which way he was going or where he was, "I need to find some shelter soon, the sun is coming down…"

Kid decided to try calling his father, He spread his hands out in front of him and a skull appeared in front of him on the ground, his father appeared, but it was all choppy and the reception was no good. "Father can you hear me!?"

"K-K-D-O, I- see y-"

Everything was too choppy, Kid couldn't even get a word from his father, "We're trapped, we can't get out come for help!"

The call ended, there was nothing he can do. Kid had to find a way out, one way or another.

Two days had past and Kid was still wondering around the forest area, his mouth screaming for water, and his stomach growling loudly. He's been preserving the food he had, and soon it would be all gone. "I'm so thirsty… I'm all alone, Liz…Patty… where are you… I can't handle this anymore…" the tears fell from his eyes onto the ground. His white shirt bloodied and muddy, his pants all ripped up and his shoes were barely keeping up. Kid's legs began trembling and he fell to the ground, "I don't think I can keep up any longer…"

"AHHHH!" A loud scream rang in Kid's ears, a human scream, a scream he knows all so well. His eyes widened and shifted his eyes everywhere around his surroundings. He stood up and ran towards the voice, and there he saw.

"MAKA!" He called out as he ran towards his blond friend and knelt down beside her. Skid marks were on the cliff, it seemed like she had fallen down.

Her hands were gripping her ankles as she kept her eyes from opening and crying. "Maka, what happened?" Kid asked her.

The young girl looked up at the shinigami, he eyes misty, "My ankle… I slipped from the cliff and I think I twisted it." She explained. Kid stood up.

"Can you stand?"

"No, I don't think so, It's hurting a lot…" She cried.

Everything was rushing through the reaper, happy he found someone alive, sad that Maka is hurt, angry about the situation, every emotion going through him. He bent down in front of his friend, "Maka, climb onto my back, I can carry you." He felt Maka's hands go around his chest and she wrapped her legs around his stomach. Kid carefully lifted Maka up and made sure he had a good grip on her.

"Thank you Kid…" She cried as she held close to him. How strange, I've never realized how warm he is…

Many hours past by and the morning rolled into the evening, Kid was beginning to get tired, Maka was really light, but after walking for so long he couldn't even hold up his own weight. He was about to collapse, but he stayed strong, his vision blurred and his legs shook, No…must keep going…

Kid then stopped in his tracks, Maka shifted her head down towards her friend, "Kid? What's wrong?"

The shinigami shushed her, then bolted into a run and stopped in front of a river. "Water."

Both of the meister's smiled in delight and Kid placed Maka carefully down. He took out a water bottle and filled it up with cold crisp water. "Here drink this Maka." He handed it to her. He then turned towards the water and shoved his face in it, he didn't care he was thirsty, hot, tired and just needed water to wake him up and to sooth his pain. He gulped down as much as he can and leaned back on a tree next to Maka gasping for air.

Maka's leg was twitching out of pain and Kid felt bad for her, he then heard both of their stomachs growling. "Damn… we don't have anything to eat…" He sighed rummaging through his bag. He then lifted up a box of chocolates, "Here Maka, you eat this."

"How about you?" She asked him. Kid shook his head.

"No, you eat it."

Maka kindly took the chocolate and broke it, "Here, at least have some." Kid smiled and took the small piece of chocolate and nibbled it slowly, savoring each bite. "I wish Stein was with us…"Maka sighed, "At least we would know where we are…"