Symmetrical demon. (Death the kid)

Shinigami

*Jinxxs POV*
"Good morning class, today we have a new student. Jinxx, please stand up." Professor Stein said. "Class, this is Jinxx, she is new here and she arrived Friday afternoon. Have you got a partner yet?" He asked me. I nod. "Good, you may now sit." He said. "Kid, does Stein always have that facial expression?" I ask Kid as Professor stein keeps on looking at me occasionally. "Only when he makes the new students fight. Which, you will have to do." Kid says as he looks at Stein. "Jinxx, would you and your partner please come down here and get into fighting position. I nod to Justin who is right beside me and we go down to the front of the class. "Ok, you two will be fighting Black*Star and Tsubaki. You two please come down here." He says as he looks at the other two. "YAAAAAHOOOOO!" Black Star says while jumping down to the front. "I THE ALL MIGHTY BLACK STAR WILL DEFEAT YOU!" He says. I just look at him as Tsubaki apologises for Black Star. "Weapons Transform" stein yells. "Tsubaki, enchanted sword mode!" Black Star says. She nods and changes. "Justin. Transform." He nods and changes into... a gun? "Justin, why are you a gun?" I ask. his face appears on the silver of the gun. "I don't know. I don't know how I did that." He says. I just nod and hold him like a normal gun. No,this feels to weird. I spin him around to the way Kid holds Liz and Patty. Yea, this feels a whole heap better. "Fight!" stein yells and Black star comes charging at me with Tsubaki. I dodge and do a backflip off the wall and shoot at him eight times. The dust clears and I see Black Star laying on the ground unconscious with Tsubaki sitting next to him. Justin transforms back to human form and looks at Black Star with shock. "You did that? With just eight shots?" He asks. I just nod. I can't figure out what happened.
*kids POV*
Holy shit, she did that to Black Star with just 8 shots. And also that backflip off the wall. Not many people I know can do that. I need to speak with father about this. She is not normal... the bell rang and Jinxx and I walked out of class. I decided to use my soul perception to see her soul. I look at it and holy shit I could have died. Jinxx is a.... a Shinigami. I stop in my tracks. "Kid are you alright?" She asks. "Yea, I'm fine. I just need to speak with my father, that's all." She nods and I walk to the death room and enter. "Father I need to talk to you" I say.
*Jinxxs POV*
Class had started and Kid was still not back yet. "Jinxx, Lord Death would like t see you in the death room." Stein said. I nod and leave the class and head to the death room. I walk in there and see Kid standing with his father. "Ohh Haiiii Jinxx."lord Death said. "I have called you here to discuss why you were able to call me when you first called me." I nod. "Ok,well, Kid, care to explain?" He said. "Yes, ok. I saw how you fought Black Star and you defeated him with only eight blows. You also backflip odd off the wall. I was very intrigued with that so I decided to look at your soul. What I saw was.... A Shinigami's soul. Jinxx, you are like me and my father. A Shinigami. a death god." I say. She looks at me shocked. "H-How?" Was all she said. "I have no idea. But if I had to guess, one of your parents would be one to." Lord Death said. "do you know if your father was a Shinigami?" Death asked. "No, I don't even know him. He left when I was just born." I say. lord Death puts his hands to the chin of his mask. "I see, your father must have fought the war between Shinigami and Witches. I was the only Shinigami who survived that war. Jinxx, your father must have been killed in the war. I am terribly sorry." He says. I can't move. I don't want to move. "Kid, please take her home and try to get her to calm down and if you can try and teach her some stuff. you can have as many days off this week as long as you are with Jinxx all the time. Training, or calming down." Lord Death says. He nods and walks over to me and extends his hand. "Please, come with me. Let's get you home." Kid says. I nod and take his hand.