A Past Worth Forgetting (*Book One*)

Chapter Twelve: A Heart Like Glass (The First Tears)

**Hey guys!! Author here. This is another chapter told in the POV of DeathThe Kid. Only a few more chapters to go before this tale ends! Enjoy!!**

    Here we stood. Me, the Grim Reaper's son, about to go in blind against the strongest witch the DWMA has faced. Although, we're going in together instead of splitting up like last time.

"Everyone, your attention, if I may." I turned around, clearing my throat.

"Sure, Kid. What is it?" Maka asked, stepping forward.

"As you all may know, Medusa is an extremely dangerous witch. Now whether or not she may still be here, the Demon Swordsman is still alive. Plus, we don't know what Medusa could've done to Akemi. We've fallen on serious times, alright? Don't ever let your guard down. We could easily be facing three opponents, all incredibly strong." I turned back around, motioning for everyone to follow me.

"Oh, and try your best to stay silent. We are in a witch's forest, after all." Asmund threw in.

     We walked for a while, without a single clue as to where we were going. I started to think all hope was lost, and that we had come for nothing.

"Hey, Maka, you've got that fancy gift of yours with souls, why don't you make use of it?" BlackStar questioned, using a tree limb for pull-ups.

"Could've been nicer about it, but yeah. I'm on it." Maka closed her eyes, concentrating intensely. She opened them a few seconds later, a panic look overtaking her face.

"Maka! What is it? What do you see?" I rushed over, placing my hands on her shoulders.

"I-I'm reading the souls of two weapons and two meisters...but...one of them is Akemi's soul..." Her voice whispered, barely audible.

     I was completely taken aback. What on Death's green earth had happened to Akemi? My symmetrical princess? Was Maka actually right about this. No, there's no way. Akemi isn't a weapon, she should be read only as a witch. Who was this other character that Maka was picking up also?

"Liz, Patty, transform. We're finishing this." I commanded, staring the two sisters down.

"Kid, are you sure? We don't know where the hell we are in this creepy forest." Liz stated, placing her hands upon her hips.

"Guys, I'll show you. Soul?" Maka glanced at her partner. He nodded, changing his body into a scythe.

     Maka insisted it was better all the weapons transform now, so they did. Her attitude change had me worried. It seemed...determined? No, that wasn't the word. We continued walking until we came upon a dirt trail, leading up to sets of stone steps, finally showing the darkened shadows of two bodies. One, was small and frail, the other was taller, curvier and well built.

     The group and I approached the steps, me leading. The two bodies became more clear as we made our way to them. Stopping a few feet from the steps, I gasped aloud.

"Akemi, my goodness are you alright? We've looked everywhere since the cafe!" I dropped Liz and Patty, attempting to run to her. Maka threw Soul in front of me, blocking my path.

"She's not who she was. Her soul reads as a witch AND a weapon. Something's up." Maka conveyed, her head facing downwards.

"That other boy...is that..." I finished as Maka's eyes found their way to the other figure. He stepped into the light, his long black robe swaying in the breeze.

"C-C-Crona...?" Maka let go of Soul, but he transformed back into a human.

"Maka." Crona whispered, his tone stern.