I started walking. I couldn't stop walking. I frantically tried to make my muscles move, but they kept on doing what they were doing. I suddenly came to a conclusion. Insanity had taken over. This was much more than I usually let loose, and it scared me. I walked over to a slot in the far wall, a space where there were no cells. I saw that a small plate was sitting there on what seemed like a windowsill.

It must've been dinnertime for the inmates. It seemed that tonight's special was some kind of unrecognizable orange mush. My arm reached out and I grabbed the plate; Another thing I didn't control. I walked down the row of cells, coming to the exact one that I'd heard the groan come from. I peered inside as I automatically stood in front of it.

It was Black Star. He sat there, groaning. I tried to gasp, do anything, but I wasn't in control here. Insanity was. And Maka was controlling my insanity. Black Star looked up at me with tired eyes. "Kid?" He said weakly. He crawled forward slowly. He gripped one of the iron bars, staring up at me. Powerless.

I tried desperately to reply. I thought the words as loud as I could. 'Black Star. Black Star, what happened?' But nothing came out of my lips. I gasped mentally as I heard myself speak, using an amused but terrifying tone I only took on when insane. "Eat." I commanded darkly. I opened the iron bars just a crack and slid the plate in before slamming the door shut again.

I was trapped inside of myself. I turned suddenly and went back to the windowsill for more food. This time, I approached another cell, one across from Black Star's. Inside, I gulped.

Liz lay in front of me in this cell. She was battered and bruised. She looked up at me with sparkling eyes. "Kid..." She trailed off, a tear dripping down her cheek.

'Liz, did she get your power? Are you okay?'I thought frantically. But again, I opened the bars and shoved the plate towards her with a scowl. She looked up at me, tears streaming down her face.

"So... So she got you, too..." Liz whispered, clutching her chest. I could only close the bars and walk away, a lump rising in my throat. Now I was getting worried about how much power Maka must have. Liz-and patti, as far as I knew-, Black Star, my father, Tsubaki and I had all been stripped of our powers. Maka wielded them now, and I could only stand back and watch as she destroyed everything I loved, including herself.

I regained sanity, and I fell over. I wasn't ready to be put back into control. I stood up slowly, thinking. I could force the insanity back into where it had been before all of this. Maka couldn't control me forever. I tried pushing it out of my mind, and instantly regretted it. A shock of electricity rocketed down my spine, knocking me backwards. "Agh!" I screamed out, landing with a thud on the concrete floor.

That idea was out. I sat in this crumpled position for a long while, thinking. Suddenly, an idea struck me. I would gather as much information as possible from the prisoners when I was in control, and wait it out while Maka moved me around like a puppet.

I stood up, grinning slightly. I was proud of myself for making such a great plan. I approached Black Star's cell quietly. There, I opened the bars and closed them behind me quietly. I sat down with crossed legs next to him, smiling. "Hi," I said quietly, feeling bad about how I'd acted before. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Elsewhere...

Maka grinned evily, looking at the security camera that had just picked up movement. She zoomed in, seeing Black Star and Kid talking quietly.

"Should I go down there and stop him?" A guardian asked in a gruff voice. Maka could tell that he really wanted to.

"No. Let him play his little game. I have plans for him." Maka smirked, if it was only at the corner of her lips.

The guardian shrugged, walking away.