"All right Justin, I need you and Kid to search south of Death city." My father was holding a cup of tea giving us instructions from a mirror. It's been 8 hours since Soul went missing. The only person who's gotten any sleep is Maka. She nearly bled to death, and her blood's been turned black...she deserves a little rest.
" Marie and Black Star, you search the north...Crona and Sid you guys stay within the boundaries of the academy." I nodded to my fathers instructions. Justin and I headed out the room with everyone else. This doesn't make any sense, why would he send me with another teenager, death scythe or not. I should be ashamed for questioning my father, surely he knows what he's doing...
"Kid...could I have a word with you?" I stopped and turned around.
"Of course Dad." I waked back up to the mirror and straightened myself.
"Since you were one of the first ones to encounter Stein in his unstable condition, I was hoping you could shed some light on the situation." He wasn't talking in his high pitched voice anymore, he was serious...
" I didn't see much..." I clenched my jaw in memory of the events." When I went into the class room he had already wounded Maka. There was blood...Blood everywhere." I tried to hold back the anger in my voice. "I got her way from him and ran." I made my hands into fists. " We ran into Soul and then Stein attacked him, Black Star and Tsubaki tried to take him down but they also failed." I shifted my body, I was getting tenser the more I talked about it." When things died down I realized that...I realized that Stein had taken Soul." I let out a sigh, I was relieved to be finished with explaining.
" Thank you son, I'll do all I can." He left and the mirror went back to normal. I was staring a my own reflection now. I couldn't seem to figure out anything. I didn't like feeling like this, I didn't even know what "this" was.
I released my fists and sighed. "All you can do now is search." I whispered looking at myself in the mirror. A sudden rage filled me. Tears started rolling down my face as I remembered Stein cutting into Maka's skin. "That's not enough!" I yelled back at myself. I clenched my fists again and punched the mirror. The glass broke and fell onto the floor.
I released my hand and blood started dripping from my hand onto the already bloody glass shards. I looked down at the mess I made and kneeled to the floor. I picked up a piece of glass and looked at myself. I squeezed the glass, my palm and fingers started bleeding.
"I'll make him pay..." I said with tears of hatred coming out of my eyes. I imagined Stein's mutilated body on the floor and his blood on my hands. I was laughing like a lunatic, I enjoyed the thought of him dead, the thought of me savagely ripping him apart. I heard a voice inside of my head, it whispered frantically. Stop, this isn't the real you.
I looked at the glass and the blood. I dropped the shard and looked at the cuts on my hand.
What have I become?