Kilik walked down the hallways of the DWMA, Pot of Thunder and Pot of Fire, his new weapons, following him closely. "Maka would never do that… I know Maka, she would never join the enemy." He hissed.
Kid walked up behind him, putting his hand on his shoulder. "Kilik… I'm sorry, but we should really be heading towards Tsubaki's funeral." He told him, squeezing his shoulder.
Kilik looked back at him. "Do you think that all of this could have been avoided if we had just convinced Maka to stay? Black*Star would be here, and so would Maka and Soul… and Tsubaki would be alive…" Kilik trailed off, guilt starting to fill him.
Kid let go of his shoulder. "Maka chose her own path, and although I regret to say this… we have to stop her." He told him, a look of determination in his golden eyes.
"This is Maka we're talking about Kid. This is the girl we used to go to school with. This is the girl that asked us for help… this is Maka, our friend. How could you say something like that?" Kilik growled, his hands clenching into fists.
Pot of Thunder gently tugged on his sleeve while Pot of Lightning hugged Pot of thunder, scared. They haven't seen this side of their meister outside of a mission.
Kilik sighed and smiled down at them. "I'm fine." He muttered, bending down to pat their heads.
"Kilik, Maka has chosen the path of evil. If we get the chance, we'll correct her, but if there is no other choice… we'll have to get rid of her. It hurts me too Kilik, she was a close friend." Kid muttered.
"No…" Kilik growled.
"Kilik… we all know that you had a crush on her, but you knew that wasn't going to go anywhere." Kid told him.
Kilik glared at him. "I was her best friend, and I still am. You were her friend to Kid! What happened to all the support that we gave her? Did you out of nowhere stop caring for her?" Kilik said through clenched teeth, trying to keep calm.
"I think we better get going. They're about to bury Tsubaki… well at least her casket. It's too bad we couldn't get a hold of her body, damn Star Clan burned her." Kid growled, straightening his posture and turning to walk away.
Kilik sighed and followed him, his weapons not far behind. "I… I never thought the day would come when I would have to defend Maka…"
"Kilik, out of all of us, you were the one that took the news the hardest… other than Spirit. It's only natural for you to be upset." Kid told him as they walked out of the school.
Kilik decided to stay quiet as he walked. There were so many things he wanted to yell out… but he decided that they were better left unsaid. Maka is innocent, this he knew. Maka would never betray the DWMA… right? At least, the Maka that he knew wouldn't. Maybe that thing that happened with Soul and Blair affected her that much…
"I think she's just acting out of pain." Kilik said.
"By joining the enemy? Kilik, are you listening to yourself? Drop it." Kid growled as they approached the funeral. Everyone they knew was crowding around the empty casket, and even a few new faces.
Off in the distance stood two shadows, watching over the others. "N-now?" one asked the other.
The other stayed quiet, watching as they lowered the casket to the ground. "They're weak at the moment… but no, not weak enough." The other hissed.
"M-medusa… when then?" the other asked.
"Crona, you have to be patient. I hear they have a battle coming up…" Medusa trailed off, a sinister grin reached her face.
Crona looked up at his mother. "I-is that when w-we attack? I don't know how to deal with being patient." Crona muttered.
Ragnarok popped up from behind him. "But I want to attack now!" he hissed.
"All in time Ragnarok… all in time." Medusa muttered as she put her hands on Cronas shoulders, Ragnarok disappearing once more into Cronas back as they walked away from the heart breaking scene in front of them.
Kilik turned to watch the shadows walk away. Confused, and deciding to follow his gut, he walked over to watch them leave… who were they?
A/N: Sorry it was short! ^_^