Death is a Blessing Death The Kid x Reader

A few years later

Your P.O.V age 11

I was walking home from the grocery store when I was pulled into an alley. I struggled but, couldn't break free. Then, my arm turned into a sword. I quickly stabbed him and a red floating thing came up. Being the curious cat I am I poked it. It moved a bit. 'I wonder...' I thought and grabbed it. I opened my mouth and ate it. 'Hmm... not that bad.' I thought. My arm changed back. I grabbed my groceries, leaving, and going back home.

Next day

I went to see a doctor and they said I was a weapon. I had no clue what I was to do. So, when I got home I took a cat nap and thought what I was going to do. I decided it wasn't important and I should continue my normal life.