Daughter Of Madness [Kid X Fem!Chrona]

Wreath of Thorns

It occurred to Kid, that not all the material he had gathered on witches had been confiscated by his father. In the back corner of the library, the books they already had checked should still be there. He searched through the shelves for The Fall of Salem which he shelved ages ago during one of his OCD tangents. After dusting off the cover, he flipped to the page that talked about DWMA's involvement in Salem.

Witches used to follow Gaia's rule to cherish the gift of life and do no harm. The sudden death of Eirene, the allotter of life, left the judgement of souls unknown. Instead of appointing a new Fate, the Sekaigami allowed Lord Death to seize the position as an act of goodwill.

Those with magic related to necromancy and divination soon found themselves on Lord Death's list of lives that had cheated death. Faith in the Fates dwindled as witches fled from an army of ferrymen.

Salem was left defenseless against Death City's attack.

"I thought I'd find you here." Maka said. Kid looked up in surprise. "We need to talk."

"Oh, O.K." He closed the book. "What's going on?" She slide into the seat before him.

"Black Star's found Chrona." Maka sighed. "Well, I mean, he saw Chrona. He said that she's responsible for the murders."

"WHAT!?" Kid shouted. A librarian peeked around the shelf to shush him before disappearing back behind the row of books. "Sorry." He turned to Maka. "That can't be right. I mean this is Chrona after all. She would never hurt anyone, at least not of her own accord." Kid tried to calm himself. He had just seen her today; sure she was nervous, but she was always nervous.

"That's what I thought too." Maka said. "She'd never do something like that on her own. I think Medusa's behind this." If someone was extorting her why wouldn't she tell him? Maybe she was about to before the clown attacked, or she was being threatened. "She's cast some spell on her to make her forget us or something like that; whatever it is, it can't be good. I'm just worried about her."

"Me too." He had to talk to her! Somewhere private, but how? If he could just arrange a meeting between them, somewhere on one else would go. That would involve finding her first.

"I think that's what Shinigami-sama wants to talk to us about-" Kid hummed in agreement, his mind elsewhere. "Kid, did you hear me?"

"Hunh?"

"Shinigami-sama wants to talk to us."

"Oh; yes, yes." He stood. "I'll get caught up on it later." He packed his bag and begun to leave.

"What do you mean later?" Maka swiveled around in her chair as he hurried toward the exit.

"Sorry Maka, something's come up." Kid said. "Tell my father you couldn't find me and left a message."

"Kid!" Maka watched in shock as her friend practically ran away. He seemed rather panicked, maybe something had really come up. "Probably went to go make his bed... yeah." If it was just his OCD, she didn't want to get yelled at again. Still, something wasn't sitting well with her. He didn't leave the book he was reading behind.

-8-0-8-

Chrona had done it, another enemy had fallen to their knees, a full grown man. The maroon blood painted the hem of her dress. With Ragnarok satiated, it was time to rest. It should have been easy to go home, the streets were empty save for one boy. She tried to stay to one side, yet still he managed to run into her.

"What was that for?" Chrona stuttered. She didn't want to get into another fight, her body was screaming for rest.

"I should have watched where I was going, sorry." He stooped to pick something up from the dirt. "And I made you drop your necklace too."