Stein watched after Sid and looked around for Kid's grave, walking throughout the cemetery quietly.
Kid felt the dark energy from the kishin nearby. He had never experienced something like this before... was it because he had just found out that he was part witch? Or was it because of the black blood? Kid felt his veins tingle and he twitched slightly. Sid ran right into the kishin,both of them falling to the ground,holding the knife up against it's throat. It gasped in surprise, it's dark red eyes going wide.
"What the hell are you supposed to be? You don't even look like a normal human! Your skin is blue! What, have you found a liking for frostbite? Monkey?"
Sid growled and pushed the knife deeper, causing the kishin to tense slightly. The kishin appeared to look like your average normal everyday Death City citizen, if not for the red eyes filled with madness.
The kishin laughed quietly.
"Blue monkey, Do you think that is any way to introduce yourself? If I were you, I'd apologize before I would get hurt..."
Before Sid can successfully slit the kishin's throat, the kishin violently kicked him in the chest, baring it's teeth, causing Sid to be shot backward through the air, crashing through a few gravestones.
Stein gasped and stopped in his tracks, his head shooting up in the kishin's direction. Yards away, he saw Sid staggering back up to his feet as the hungry kishin male zipped towards him with a saliva induced grin.
Kid tensed, his eyes going wide for a moment.
"Hakase? Is Sensei Sid alright?"
Stein looked back down at Kid and nodded, beginning to walk again.
"Yes, Kid. Sid is strong, despite that has difficulties with physical activity. He can kill this one in a heart beat."
Sid crossed his arms in front of his body to guard his chest as the kishin ran into him, digging his sharpening black nails into his forearms.
Sid flinched in surprise as he felt pain ripple across his dead veins. With a disgusted scream, he threw the kishin across the graveyard. But the kishin just continued to smile, standing his ground as he shot backward, the heels of his feet digging through the sacred ground.
He laughed deeply, glaring up at Sid when his back made contact with a tree.
"Dumb monkey... You shouldn't harm the species of the dead..."
Sid jumped high up into the air and for a second, the kishin thought he made it into space. Until, Sid came crashing down on him, knocking him to the ground while Sid stood on his chest.
Sid grit his teeth.
"Go back to where you came from, you disgusting thing!" He growled, throwing the knife down at the kishin.
The kishin's eyes jerked open when the knife went through his chest, but then he smiled sweetly. So sweet, that it could've been one filled with of venom.
"You lost your aim there. Should I draw a stupid target on my chest in red paint to give you some target practice? Monkey face...?" The kishin cackled, almost giggling. "Or with red... blood?"
Sid was about to say something back in return, when suddenly, the kishin shot up, noting hesitation within Sid's hands. The movement of silent fear. Shaking.
The kishin ripped the knife from his chest, blood splattering across the front of Sid's shirt. He smirked, preparing to slam it through Sid's own chest.
"Let me show you how it feels like to be stabbed, you dumb-ass bastard!"
Sid clenched his fists and gripped the kishin's wrist, flipping him backward, causing the kishin to let out a startled yelp. He stomped on the kishin's chest with all his strength and managed to break half of the kishin's ribs. The kishin's eyes filled with pain and he threw his head back, howling.
Kid heard the echoing snap and howl and froze completely, feeling his heart skip a beat. He shook his head quickly, screwing his eyes shut.
"No... Not a heartbeat... That doesn't exist for me anymore... It's just a damn allusion!"
Stein found Kid's cross shaped grave marker and lowered his head, reading it carefully.
~Death the Kid~
Loving Son
Loyal Meister
Devoted Student
You shalt be missed by all and will be honored by every citizen held capable in Death City. We thank you for giving us hope and for sacrificing your life for our sake.
Stein gently set Kid down in front of it. Kid adjusted to standing up slowly, pulling off Stein's labcoat. He looked around at where he was and his gaze rested on his grave marker. He felt himself get goosebumps and his eyes filled with slight tears.
"Damn it..." He muttered, clenching his fists on his knees as he kneeled.
Stein looked up at him questionably.
"What is it, Kid?"
Kid shuddered, lowering his head.
"...Why do I keep crying like this when I'm dead? It's impossible... How can I process the feeling of sorrow?"
Stein rested a hand on Kid's shoulder, wearing a small reassuring smile.
"...Nothing is impossible."
Kid looked up at Stein over his shoulder, his tears rolling silently down his pale cheeks. That is exactly when they heard snarling behind the grave marker. Stein quickly reacted, stepping in front of Kid protectively, his pale green eyes narrowed. A kishin jumped out at them, landing on Stein in the process, and bit down hard into Stein's shoulder.
Kid's scooted back as his eyes widened in fear.
"Hakase!"
Stein let out a scream of pain and struggled to pull the kishin off. By the looks of it, it looked like a fresh kishin too. He finally managed to fling it off, slamming it brutally against the cross shaped stone.
The kishin smiled slyly, giggling as saliva oozed to the ground from in between it's sharp teeth.
"Stitch man!" He cackled. "That isn't nice after one says hello..." He kicked Stein in the chest with his bare feet, causing Stein to fly over Kid's head and straight into another gravestone yards away, the breath rushing out of him.
Kid couldn't move. He may have taken down a witch and tons of other kishins before, but he was afraid because he was alone with one of them.
The kishin tilted it's head to the side, raising an eyebrow, and he wiped his mouth.
"Who are you?" It asked.
Kid looked up into his crimson eyes and gasped, not being able to tear his gaze away. He felt like he can tell this being anything. Like he was destined to. Like it was instinct. His lower lower lip quivered when he tried to open his mouth and speak, but words didn't find their way out.
The kishin laughed, kneeling down in front of Kid, it's face a few inches from his own.
"Silent type, eh? I like those..."
The kishin snaked a cold pale hand around Kid's chin, tilting Kid's face from side to side, gathering in the features.
Kid felt the words find their way up to his mouth and before he can stop himself, he spoke.
"My name is Death the Kid."
The kishin froze, staring deep into Kid's eyes.
"You're Death the Kid? The meister that died two months ago?"
Kid swallowed and took in a deep breath.
"That's right." He spoke firmly.
The kishin smiled calmly.
"I'm Razor Monochrome. It was a pleasure meeting you." He raised a clawed hand to draw a line of black blood in Kid's cheek, but Stein staggered back up, holding his injured arm, glaring at him.
"Don't touch him!" He growled, throwing his non-injured arm forward, shooting his lightning-like wavelength at Razor's face.
Razor shrieked, letting go of Kid, and clutched his burning face.
"GAHH!"
Kid quickly stood up, running to Stein as fast as he could, breathing heavily.
Sid raised his foot high into the air, preparing to break the other kishin's last set of ribs.
The kishin reacted and grabbed hold of Sid's foot, twisting it until it snapped.
Sid screamed, falling back.
The kishin stood up, holding his heavily bleeding side, his eyes piercing red.
"Razor!" He screamed at his big brother from across the cemetery.
Razor heard his brother's voice, knowing that the zombie has fallen. His red eyes snapped back open, both equally as piercing as his brother's. He removed his hands from his face in a blur, which was burnt over one eye that his blond bangs covered anyway. Blood oozed down his face as he grinned, straightening up. He withdrew a sharp object from his coat, which looked similar to that of a needle connected to a vial of a pure lavender substance that practically glowed.
Stein noticed what Razor was about to do, recognizing the concoction within the vial, and widened his eyes, looking back at Kid. He reached a hand out to him, trying to tell him to go back.
"Kid-kun!" He yelled.
Kid could barely hear him over the sound of his blood pumping in his ears and ran faster towards Stein.
Razor closed his eyes and held the vial firmly in front of him. With a wicked chuckle, he let it fall, the vial rushing straight down into Kid's sacred burial place.
Stein screamed, running towards Kid in a hurry, preparing to push him.
"KID!"
Sid looked up from where he lay on the ground, gasping, his eyes jerking wide. Razor's little brother smiled excitedly, leaning forward.
Kid saw Stein running towards him and telling him to stop and froze, looking over his shoulder.
As if the scene was stuck in slow motion, Kid noticed what Razor dropped and widened his eyes slowly as Stein's screams faded from his ears. The needle pierced the ground, the glowing substance within the vial shimmering. Kid slowly looked up into Razor's eyes as he smiled.
"Welcome to our world... little brother."
Kid gasped and looked down at his hands, which were shaking frantically, and felt a dull pain growing inside his chest.
He tried to breathe, but it felt as if his lungs wouldn't allow it.
Kid screwed his eyes shut as his blood pumped louder, echoing within his ears.
The vial slowly emptied itself of the lavender substance, and Stein froze, shaking in fear and failure.
"NOOO!"
Kid tasted something on the tip of his tongue. He reopened his eyes and painfully moved a hand up to his lips, looking at what had been in his mouth.
Black blood.
His eyes snapped open wider, his eyes turning black. He stood there, motionless, as more of his own blood dripped down his chin. Razor watched this with amazed eyes and began to laugh when suddenly, he saw two people walk into the cemetery in the distance.
Marie, who held a shovel like a weapon, and Spirit.
Sid looked up at Marie, who nodded and ran to him.
Spirit got the message to run over to where Stein stood and saw what was happening, transforming into a scythe due to instinct.
Stein caught him and zipped in a blur to where Razor stood, slicing the blade at his chest. Razor could only smile when he dodged the edge of it, now crouched on top of Kid's grave stone.
"Pathetic..."
Marie held the shovel in one hand while her other turned into a hammer. The kishin didn't even sense her coming as she smacked the shovel against the back of his head and slammed the hammer into his stomach, which triggered the pain in his left side. He let out a shriek of agony and his breath escaped him, blood spurting from his lips.
Marie screamed in anger, her eyes filled with sorrow.
"How can a kishin that is still so much human be so cruel? He's just a boy!" She kicked him in his severely injured side which made him scream more as he crashed into a tree.
He winced as he made contact with it and could barely open one eye, his face dirty.
"Damn cyclops woman... Nobody knows respect..."
Sid struggled to sit up, successfully able to do so, studying his twisted foot. It was at an odd angle which made him look away in disgust.
"God dammit..." He muttered.
Out in the city, Maka and Patty flinched in surprise when the mirror shattered and the citizens around them screamed.
Maka's eyes widened and she dropped her books, running towards the Dwma. Patty gasped, taking off after her.
"Maka! Where are you going?" She panted.
Maka didn't answer, the snow that fell from the sky catching in her hair and burning in her emerald eyes.
"I have a bad feeling about something... Lord Death must be keeping something from us... I feel it..." She flinched as her foot caught under a rock in the street and she fell forward. She saw the ground come at her quick as she made contact with it, landing on her wrist awkwardly. Maka let out a small startled scream but got back up with no problem, ignoring the pain her wrist was causing. She ran on with a determined look in her eyes, blood soaking the front of her shirt where she held her wrist.
Patty struggled to keep up, trying to stop her.
"Maka!"
Maka couldn't hear her because of the distance, heading up Shibusen's set of stairs. Her pigtails blew in the snow filled wind around her, her eyes squinted as she felt the cold bite at her face. Once she made it to the top, she ran through the doors, heading to the Death Room where Lord Death stood.
Stein swung Spirit at Razor again, growling with anger.
"Arghh!" He managed to brush the kishin's stomach and Razor jumped backward into the air, having nothing more than a small cut on his chest.
Stein noticed what he was trying to do. He was trying to get them further and further away from Kid so he can-
"RAZOR!" Razor's little brother screamed.
Razor's eyes flickered up as he saw his precious family member get impaled by the shovel, the blade of the shovel protruding through his chest and through the tree.
Razor gasped and his crimson eyes filled with tears.
"LIAM!"
Liam's head lolled to the side and his eyes closed, his own blood dripping down his chin.
Marie breathed heavily, letting go of the handle as Liam's pulsing evil soul float outward from his chest.
Kid was in a world of his own. He couldn't see, hear, or feel anything. All he can sense was his blood rush at an intense speed through his veins, humming as it passed his through his heart. His blood seemed to boil and penetrate through his veins like acid.
He remained where he stood, in the same position, just staring as the said blood dripped down his paper white fingers.
Liam's death proved to be an easy enough distraction to Razor and Stein raised Death Scythe up high with a snarl at his pale lips...
Lord Death grit his teeth under his mask, glaring at the mirror, until Maka ran into the room, slamming the doors open as she did so.
"Shinigami-sama!"
Lord Death flinched, startled, and turned to face her.
"Maka, What are you doing here? Didn't you see my announcements?"
She nodded, furrowing her eyebrows.
"How can you do this?"
Death suddenly felt confused, staring at the young hybrid before him.
"Whatever do you mean?-"
"Don't act like you don't know!" She snapped, becoming angrier by the second. "How can you lie to your people like that!" Her voice rose, shaking slightly.
Death remained silent, too shocked to say anything.
Maka glared deeply into the eyes of his mask.
"Tell me, Lord Death... To spare me from suffering anymore pain..." She looked down at the ground, clenching her fists. "Is Kiddo-kun... really dead?" Her emerald eyes flickered back up at him.
Death felt his blood run cold. He didn't know what to say to his son's beloved. But after all of the pain she suffered, she deserved to know. He met her gaze and under the mask, his lips parted to speak...
Stein brought the blade down upon Razor's chest and the kishin's eyes shot open. He blinked a few times and looked down to see the blackened blade through his chest, his blood dripping at a steady flow to the snow filled ground, the crimson mixing with the white like a blanket across pale skin. He began to laugh hoarsely, his eyes flickering back up to meet Stein's blazing slate ones.
"You can't save the shinigami, stitch man... He'll become one of us soon enough..."
Stein growled, gripping a hold of Razor's neck, digging his fingers in so deep that the dying kishin had to gasp out, his eyes fluttering slightly.
"Look at me, kishin..."
Razor struggled to look at him in their position, but managed.
Stein breathed in even, almost calm breaths.
"How did you get a hold of a substance like that? Ancient blood?"
Razor smiled wickedly, exposing his sharpened kishin teeth.
"They aren't extinct, stitch man..."
Stein's eyes widened and his jaw dropped slightly in horror.
Razor chuckled, closing his eyes.
"...There's one left."
Stein watched as Razor's head tilted back, blood dripping from his lips, and his evil egg floating outward from his chest.
Kid's eyes turned from black, to blood red, to crimson and they fluttered as he fell to the ground.
Lord Death took a deep breath.
"Maka, He's-"
That's when they both flinched and Maka's emerald eyes glistened briefly as they both felt the two kishin's souls nearby.
Maka was too focused on the souls and felt it pull hers along. She ran out of the room before Death can stop her. He reached a hand out towards her as she slammed the doors closed.
"Maka, don't go! It's dangerous without a meister or weapon, anyhow!"
Maka couldn't hear him; her head was too filled with thoughts of her own at the moment. She ran past Patty, who just entered the Dwma. Patty was out of breath and watched after her.
"Maka! Where are you going now?"
Maka ran again, her wrist screaming at her in pain as she moved herself forward where her soul told her too. She closed her eyes and concentrated on her destination. She sensed three human souls, one undead soul, and two kishin eggs. She sensed another presence too, but she saw no soul...
Oh my sweet mother of Kagamine, who on earth could that be...? O,o... :) Sorry for not updating in a while, but I hope this is enough for your cravings to last a whole while if my absence perceives.