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The alleyway was quite, save for one rowdy teen and a rather tall and muscle-built man with one eye that had a star in it. Above, the smiling moon shook with rumbling laughter that dripped blood from his mouth that would never reach earth. Soul crashed into trashcans, kicking them down with his feet and loose elbows, but his hands were tied behind his back as well as circling around his elbows to prevent him from letting out his sycthe. He barked curses and demands at the older man, but he just chuckled in reply. "Oh, you kids...always think you're better then the rest." He pulled the chain that held the red-eyed boy along with him in the alley, whistling an old tune from long ago.

"God dammit! Let me go! What you do to Maka? Did you kidnap her? Where the fuck is my meister?" Soul screamed, kicking even more with growing fury. The man with his star eye slammed Soul into the wall, silencing him for a few minutes. Free sighed, relieved for the boy to finally shut up. He sniffed, smelling the copper smell of blood and he glanced down at Soul, who was bleeding freely from the head, staining his dove hair.

Free took a seat next to the boy, sitting him up and placing a crummy doo-rag on his head, wrapping it around carelessly around the wound. Free had a good heart in a way, and was too clumsy to really kill anybody, to be honest. He had a thing for little kids and could never bring himself to hurt them completely. Soul was leaning his head to the side, blood flowing to the water-specked ground, mixing with mold and mice droppings. A frog croaked from somewhere nearby.

"Eruka?" Another croak. A small, celery colored frog with two black dots at the end of its mouth and wide, scared eyes appeared before him, staring up at him. Free smiled, stroking the back of its back lovingly. "Why'd you come out? I thought you wanted to dance inside." The frog started to transform into a human with a slender body and pale white hair. The frog formed into a woman with dark eyes as wide as saucers with long eyelashes as well as a skin tight green tee with black shorts and combat boots. Eruka looked at him, smiling. "I didn't feel like it...since you left," She admitted, openly embarassed. Her nose crinkled as she smelled blood.

"Who's that?" She nodded her head towards Soul. Free shurgged. "Some guy Asura wanted me to knock out." Eruka's eyes grew wider. "Shh! Careful, he could hear you! I know his face: Soul Evans. A death scythe at DWMA. He killed one of my fellow frog friends on a mission once..." Eruka dropped her head sadly, sniffling. Free sighed.

"Sorry, 'Ruka. Mmm...well, he has a head wound. Slammed him to hard 'gainst the bricks. I seriously need to be more careful." Free muttered, looking back at Soul. "Uh! What-"

The space where the boy lay was now empty, the chains coiled in a neat pile against the wall. Free felt a singing feeling through his palm. He looked down. A hole, about 5 inches round, burned and sizzled loudly. Blood dripped through the open wound. Staring down at him was a boy with raven-black hair and about half-his bangs striped white. For a second, he thought it was Asura, but those glowing golden eyes did not belong to that man, but to that of Death the Kid. He stood, poised and ready, with twin guns slung on his pinkies. The action looked awkward, but it felt perfectly natural for Kid.

"You...you shot me," Free said, eyes wide. Kid smirked, his chin moving higher. He jumped back, aiming his guns toward Free's face. "Who are you and why did you capture Soul?"

"None of your buisness, I'm sorry to say kid." Free replied, scratching his scraggy hair. He felt Kid's eyes burning into his left eye, which was surrounded with small phrases and that same five star. Soul Evans leaned against the wall across Kid, glaring fiercly at Free. His arm was in scythe mode and he too was readyto attack.

"Where's Maka? Did that guy dancing with her take her? Did you set me up?" Soul demanded, storming off the wall and running towards Free. "Where is my girlfriend?" He swung quickly at Free's face. But the man was already gone and behind Soul, aiming to kick his back. Eruka scampered out of the way, clutching her face with sprawled fingers. Kid did not hesitate. He shot 200 bullets in two minutes at the jumping werewolf, who snarled and chuckled. Free landed between the meister and weapons. Patty, who was on his right hand, and Liz, who was on Kid's left, watched with pounding hearts.

Kid, he's not human. Don't you see his eye? I reconigze that from somewhere, I just don't remember... Liz said to him, her voice echoing in his head. Patty just giggled. Aha! Liz forgooooot!

Oh shut up, you!

"Both of you, focus!" Kid screamed, pulling the triggers down even more to increase his shooting. Sou was jumping and slamming his scythe into Free, but it did no damage accept cut and bruise him. The only thing that bled blood was his hand wound and already that had closed up. What is this guy? I know that eye though...something wolf...oh! A-

"Soul! He's an immortal werewolf! He can't be killed!"

"Eh?" In the split second he lost focus SOul was knocked back against the wall. He groaned in pain, then staggered back to join his friend. Kid and Soul were panting like dogs, leaned over on their knees. Free stared grimly at the two, snapped his fingers, and Eruka appeared in his arms. She shook uncotrollably. "You two...are strong. And yes, I am an immortal werewolf, but not jsut any immortal wolf. I am the wolf. Call me Free, if ye like." He smirked and winked, running offf into the darkness with the girl.

"Hey! Wait!" Soul was about to run after Free, but Kid stopped him. "Don't."

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After Soul's head was patched up with some gauze at Tsubaki's house -which they were at now- Kid and Soul told their side of the stories.

"I saw Maka dancing with this weird guy who had a third eye, but no one notcied it, or seemed to anyways.. I followed them, but I lost them. I think they went outside or hell, even left, Soul. He was probably some stupid ass hustler who's going to pay when I-we find him. Right Soul?" The boy just nodded, keeping his eyes locked on the tv, drinking water from a broken cup. He almost seemed...out of it. Kid sat at the table with him, glaring furiously at the guy.

"What...what were you thinking, man? Letting her off with that guy, huh?" Soul snapped his head back at him. "Excuse me?" Kid bit his lip to keep from trmebling. "You...you let her run off! What the fuck, Soul!" He banged his fist on the table for emphasis. Soul stood up, staring, confused at Kid. Kid was getting more mad by the second. He came right up to Soul and socked him har in the face. The white-haired boy tumbled back into the tv. Immeditly, Black Star and Tsubaki grabbed him by the arms and Patty leaped on to his leg, holding him back. Soul stood, shaking, wiping blood from his nose.

"You little, symmetrical fucker." In a flash, he appeared in front of Kid, his glimmering scythe underneath his chin. The two boys had a fierce staring contest, one would snarl a nasty remark, while the other would simply spat a remark back in his face. Soon enough they were yelling, screaming, pushing and shoving. Tsubaki begged them to stop while Black Star watched uneasily from his post on the wall, arms crossed. Patty and Liz stood awkwardly to the side.

"I don't know why she's with your flimsy ass! You're nothing! A speck of dirt!" Kid screamed.

"OH? This coming from a little fag who can't keepONE LITTLE THING OUT OF ORDER! WHAT ARE YOU? A WOMAN?" The girls of the room went silent with rage. Patty giggled.

"UNLIKE YOU, AT LEAST I CAN KEEP AN EYE ON THE GIRL I ACTUALLY LOVE AND NOT LET HER GET KIDNAPPED BY SOME HUSTLER!"

"UNLIKE YOU, I CAN GET A GIRL!"

"I LOVE HER MORE THEN YOU CAN POSSIBLY IMAGINE, DIPSHIT!"

"GOOD FOR FUCKING YOU! TOO BAD YOU CAN'T FUCKIN HAVE HER CUZ SHE'S MINE DUMBASS!"

The two boys shoved and punched at each other, while the group watched uneasily.