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Bright lights situated on the sides of the buildings lining the cobblestone streets flickered on and off as wind gusts battered the poor lamps. It was an unusually cold night ; normally, nights were steaming hot. But that wasn't the case tonight. Tonight, temperatures were in the low-to-mid twenties, and the wind chill factor made it seem even colder than that.

Tonight, Death City seemed like a ghost town. No one was out and about.....everyone was huddled up at their homes, attempting to stay warm in this freezing weather. However, there was an exception. A single boy could be seen wandering the back streets of Death City. He had highly distinctive features: pale, alabaster skin, pure and flawless. No blemishes, no scars, no disfigurations. His skin was /perfect/, in every sense. His black hair was an ebony shock against his white skin. Three, white lines could be seen stretching across the left side of his head. They didn't encircle his entire hair....no.....they stopped right in the middle. His most stunning feature, however, was his eyes. They were a beautiful amber color, and a ring of a darker gold color surrounded his pupils. Anyone could get lost in the boy's eyes.

This boy was the son of Shinigami-sama. He was named Death the Kid, after his father, Death. He was the perfect boy ; the perfect Meister. Behind him, his two partners, Liz and Patti, trailed along. Liz was a more cynical woman, while her sister, Patti, was childish and playful. Kid truly enjoyed having them around ; they were both a positive influence on him in life. One thing about them annoyed the poor boy, though. The two sisters, when in human form, weren't symmetrical. Liz was taller than her sister, and Patti's bust size was much larger compared to her older sister's.

Kid aesthetically obsessed over enjoyed symmetry, and it often sent him into mass depression whenever he noticed that he or anything/anyone around him was asymmetrical. In fact, he was heading home now to make sure every piece of furniture was PERFECT. He would NOT settle for having asymmetrical couches. So, he continued along the back streets, taking a shortcut to his father's mansion. His eyes wandered along the edges of the buildings, admiring the symmetry of them all.

Kid continued down the alley, keeping both hands in his pockets. Suddenly, his yellow eyes flickered up, noticing the orange smoke surrounding him. "Liz, Patti!" he called, motioning for them to hold their breath. IF it was poison, it wouldn't have any effect on him. He had the body of a god ; any toxins were made into proteins upon immediate entry into his system. He made a hand signal to his partners, and they immediately transformed into the "Twin Demon Guns." The fact that his partners could go from compassionate women to dangerous weapons in 5 seconds flat always intrigued the shinigami.

Kid shook his head, cleared his thoughts, and reached over, snatching the weapons out of the air. He smiled, admiring their perfect symmetry before shooting out of the gas cloud. He skidded to a halt, a gust of wind blowing his hair into his eyes. The boy glared through a gap in the hair, scanning the horizon for the culprit. It didn't take him long to spot a young girl.....She looked like she was in her early teens, at the most. The Shinigami leaned forward slightly, narrowing his eyes at her. That weapon of hers wasn't very large, it was about as tall as the girl herself. And she wasn't very tall.

He had never seen her before. None of her features were familiar, and her weapon wasn't familiar, either.......he was SURE the girl wasn't from here. A look of suspicion crossed his face as he lifted his two guns, aiming them at her. "Oi!....You there!" he called out, his baritone voice echoing off the walls of the surrounding buildings. "...I don't recognize you. What's your name and purpose?" Kid asked, glaring at her with his amber eyes. This girl appeared to be mentally unstable, just like Chrona had been at one point in time. It was very possible that this girl was a Kishin in the making.

If she was, it was his duty as a Shinigami to take her down.

The Shinigami simply crouched down, his eyes focusing on the ground. He listened to every word the girl said, taking everything in. Once he heard her calling him 'boy'......that wouldn't sit well with the son of Shinigami-sama.

Kid's head immediately snapped up and he glared at the girl with a furious look on his face. He spoke in a low tone, his voice laced with anger, "Watch who you're calling 'boy'.....Call me that again, and I do believe you'll regret it." His golden eyes settled on her face and it looked as if he could see right through the girl's soul. His piercing gaze moved down to her weapon and a wave of relief hit him. Thankfully, she's not a long-range fighter like I am.

"Your name and purpose DOES concern me. As a Shinigami, I must keep tabs on all 'new faces' in Death City. I got no notice of your arrival, therefore...." He paused, a deadly look crossing his face. "I will treat you as an enemy."

Without waiting for the girl's response, he jumped back a few feet, his feet making a light 'tapping' noise against the cobblestone street. The boy pulled the triggers on his weapon, firing at the younger child. Kid skidded to a halt and glared at the cloud of smoke now surrounding the girl.

Was this over? Or.......