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Untold Secrets

The girl, Maka slowly approached me again, unsure what she should do. Kid was standing still, and seemed to be denying everything that just happened.

Maka looked at me again, as if searching for any signs that I'd been human. Her mouth opened but nothing came out. One would think she'd never talked to a weapon before. "You're... all human." She hesitated, waiting for any answer. But of course, there was none.

Kid seemed to finally be unfrozen, but stumbled over words just as much as the girl. "Maka, those metal bands... I think they have something to do with why they can't answer us."

I wanted to scream. No duh! But the magic restrains did there job in silencing me.

Loud voices echoed outside the room, along with laughter. The light filtering through the cracks in the door were suddenly suppressed, as figures walked by.

"We should leave!" Kid urged her, inching toward the door.

Maka gave a reluctant nod, and followed the boy up the stairs, the outside returning to silence again. But just before she disappeared beyond the doorway, she gave the room a final look. "I'll come back for you. I promise... Soul"

I sat there stunned, as the door closed. Had I heard her right? The last word was barely a whisper. But Sid had said my name when I received the afreet egg, so maybe she overheard... but still. The other weapons would've teased me about it, if they could.

As the hours ticked by, I couldn't help but think about her words. I promise. It bugged me, because I'd made a promise to someone too. But at this point, I didn't think I'd ever fulfil it.

...

I was awoken from a light daze as two sets of footsteps came from the stairs. My mind still bleary from sleep, I didn't notice who they were at first. But by the time they reached the floor, I was full aware. The two kids, had actually come back!

I didn't know whether to be excited or panicked or anything else. For the moment, I was dumbfounded that they'd been idiotic enough to return. And I could tell it was late evening, and the feeder would be coming again. If they were caught, all of us would get in trouble.

I wanted to yell at them, but then saw that they'd made their way behind the crates next to me, hidden from view from anyone who might come down here. What they were trying to achieve, I wasn't sure. But something was going to happen, and it'd probably not end well.

It was only a little while later, when the door opened, and Sid came down. They were lucky. If any other feeder found them, a whole lot of hell would break loose. But Sid was different, kinder. He'd probably let them off with a warning, and that'd be the end of it. But still.

When he reached the end of the staircase, he did a quick scan of the room, before taking out the key and unlocking Mira's collar. I knew the two were good friends. He always chose her for missions, and fed her first. I didn't know if it was recent love, or some past relationship that lead to this.

Then I heard Kid and Maka move around behind the crates. It was a small noise, could be thought of as rats, but it still set me on edge. They were far too close to being discovered. If Sid was paying attention, he would totally notice them.

Sid was holding up the collar, waiting, when, "Sid, what are you doing?" Maka had come out of hiding, though Kid was still out of view.

Sid was surprised, as if he thought just looking would've cleared the room of strangers. Beside him, Mira froze, not sure what to do. It was like looking at deer caught in headlights. Nobody was moving.

"Maka," He managed to find his voice. "you shouldn't be down here!"

Her deadly gaze didn't falter. "Why can these weapons turn into people?" She demanded, ignoring his previous statement.

He seemed doubtful on how much to say. Normal people shouldn't even know this much. "They're... Death Weapons."

"Go on." Her eyes were still narrowed, and her hands clenched into fists.

"They have a weapon and human form, but the metal collars prevent them from changing into their human form. I don't agree with the way they're treated, but there's nothing I can do to change it. Not many people know about Death Weapons. Your mother..." That was when he realized what he was saying.

"My mother what?" She had guts, I'll give her that.

"She knew about them. But couldn't do much, same as me. There was a particular scythe she liked wielding, a believe his name was Spirit Albarn, your father. They were in love, and knew they couldn't stay here. But at the same time, couldn't bring you with them. They left you here, knowing that even this place wouldn't harm an innocent child, especially knowing that child had the potential to be a Meister." He explained briefly.

"A Meister?" She asked.

He nodded. "Someone with the potential to wield a Death Weapon. Almost everyone here is a Meister, though most haven't received proper training. I believe the best one was Lord Death."

"My father?" Kid came out of the shadows silently, his golden eyes fixed on Sid.

"Death the Kid!" Sid was completely surprised, obviously thinking Maka was alone.

Death the Kid... Lord Death's son. That's why Kid sounded so familiar. Even Death Weapons locked away in the basement of some tavern know of Lord Death, and quite a few, of his son. It wasn't as if there were very many shinnigamis in the world.

"Yes," Kid replied dryly. "My father, Lord Death, left a long time ago. And it seems like you might know something about it."

Sid bit his lip. "Lord Death suddenly disappeared one day, and never came back. Quite a few years later, he suddenly sends us his son, with no explanation whatever. I wasn't here at the time, so I don't know much, but rumour has it he started the DWMA."

"DWMA?" They both asked in union.

Before Sid could reply, Mira interrupted. "Sid, if you take to long, they'll what's happened. You should be done feeding by now."

She then switched to weapon form, and patiently waited as Sid put the collar back on. He looked at the two kids still standing there. "Come back here at midnight, and I'll tell you everything else. But until then, you should leave."

I could tell they were keeping back angry replies, as they did as they were told, and slipped back outside. When the door clicked shut behind them, Sid resumed the feeding, with a little more haste, not letting the Death Weapons have as much time to stretch.

My turn came and went, and in no time, he'd left, leaving us again in darkness and silence. The early night seemed to tick by incredibly slow. I knew they were coming back, but it seemed like an eternity, before once again, the door opened, and footsteps were heard as someone descended the stairs.

It was Sid. Even without looking, I could tell from the heavy clumps. He made his way to an empty chair sitting in the corner, and sat down to wait. Only a few minutes passed before Maka and Kid also came, in the same silence.

For a few moments know one spoke. It was like the previous conversation could never be started again. Then, Sid sighed and asked, "Do you two... want to find your parents?"

Maka immediately said yes, but Kid seemed startled by the question, as if it never occurred to him that he could see his dad again. "Can you help us?" He asked slowly.

Sid shook his head. "Only so much. I've been sworn to secrecy. And it also means I can't do anything to help free the weapons, or escape myself. But that doesn't apply to you."

At that statement, Kid froze. "Are you telling us to..." He couldn't seem to finish his sentence.

"I'm not telling you to do anything. I'm just giving you choices, that's the kind of man I am." He still seemed hesitant, as if there was something more he wanted to tell them. "Just know, that if you leave, you can't come back. And if you were to be caught, the punishment will be painful."

Sid got to his feet, and turned to the stairs. "Goodnight. I wish you luck on whatever choice you make."

"Wait!" Maka shouted before he could take a step. "What about the Death Weapons?"

"I can't do anything to help them... but I do tend to forget my key a lot." With that, he place a small thin object on the table, and left the room. His key sat there, on the wooden surface, painfully close.

Imagine something you desire more than anything else, and if that something was placed right in front of you, but you couldn't touch it. That's somewhat close to how I felt. If you wanted to torture someone, this was the way.

Maka went over, and picked it up, while Kid stood still, wondering if this was really happening. Then the girl surprised me, as she suddenly turned around, and headed toward me. 'I'll come back for you. I promise... Soul.' Those were her words, but I didn't think she meant them. Even now she would probably just return the key, and leave without bothering with us.

But no. She held onto my handle, as her other hand slid the key into the lock and... click. My form immediately turned to human, but with a little more hesitation. Was this really happening? I kneeled there, looking at the two of them, disbelief clear on my face.

The past is changing, the present is shifting, and the future is unclear.

"But they will never be the same."

For those of you who took the time to read the title of this story, I've also noticed how ironic it is. But I still think it's awesome. Please look forward to more of this story.

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