This is a fanfiction I'm writing on request. Hope you all enjoy! This will be a three installment fanfiction when done, so for a multi-chapter fanfic it won't be terribly long. But then again I doubt usually do multi-chapter fanfics. I just couldn't finish this one in one section. Let's just say I got caught up in the awesomeness that is epic fight scenes!

The Witch's Curse

Section 1: Watch Your Head

Death the Kid hunched over the restaurant table, resting his head in his hands and letting his eyes slip halfway closed. "I don't know why father would send me on an assignment like this." He said, attempting to stifle a yawn but failing miserably. "I know he'd never give me false information and that she'll come eventually, but this steak out is getting old. I'm stuffed." He pushed away a now empty plate of spaghetti and wiped his face with a napkin, a bored expression in his swirling golden eyes.

Liz patted him on the back, smiling. "Oh come on, Kid. I'm sure this witch that Lord Death sent us after will show up soon. It isn't that bad."

"Yeah!" Said Patti. "I've never been on a mission this tasty before!"

"But I'm a Reaper, Patti." Kid shook his head. "I'll never surpass my father if all I can do is sit in restaurants and wait for my enemies to come to me! I don't even like Italian…"

Death was on a private assignment from his father—as most of his assignments were, being that he was so above all the other students—to kill a certain witch. This witch was known for going on large soul capturing sprees in the outskirts of DeathCity and was causing a huge problem for Lord Death. His intelligence led him to believe that this was her next destination, a meeting with a human she had been having contact with lately. A violent person who was probably doomed to become a kishin egg. The witch meant to become partners with this human, or at least that was what Lord Death assumed. That is, if he showed promise as a kishin. Otherwise she would probably just take his soul.

The one thing Kid didn't get was why his father had been so insistant that it was Kid that was sent on this mission. It was as though he had a personal vendetta against this witch.

Either way, it was Kid's job to take her down. As for the human, if he did become a kishin, that just meant Kid would be back later for him as well.

But he was beginning to think she'd caught onto him and wasn't going to show up when the sound of crashing plates and a scream ripped through the air. "What was…" Kid's eyes went wide. Now that he was paying attention, he wondered why he hadn't felt it sooner. A dark aura in the center of the restaurant. It radiated evil. No doubt about it. "It's her!" He stood up and leapt out of his seat.

"Whoa!" Said Patti.

Patti grinned and leant out of her seat. "That was fast!"

Death ran down the hall in the direction of the soul in question. He skidded to a stop in another room full of tables to see a man lying on the ground next to an overturned chair. Above him stood the woman who was undoubtedly the witch Kid was after. The other customers and employees all stood back in shock and fear. Nobody had the courage to face the witch. Probably because none of the people there even understood what she was. Kid grinned. Well wasn't that his job?

On the second level of the restaurant, which was visible from the first from inner balconies, two customers stood. They had been having an average meal, celebrating their acceptance as students at the DWMA with some fancy food. But the presence of the witch had ruined their meal, just as much as it had ruined everyone else's. The one named Kelly turned to her friend, Kayla, a look of surprise on her face. "Did you hear that?"

Kayla's eyes widened. "It's coming from below. Look!" She pulled Kelly to the the balcony and looked down, pointing to the scene going on beneath them.

The witch kneeled down and wrapped a gloved hand around the man's neck. She laughed wickedly. "You useless human waste! If you're too useless to help me, I guess I'll just throw you away like the trash you are."

The man coughed within the witch's choke hold. "P-Please…have mercy…"

"Can't have you tattling on me to Lord Death, can I? He's just as naïve as you. Neither of you know what progress is!"

Kid gritted his teeth, his eyes narrowing. That was it. It was time to get into this fight. He wasn't going to sit back and listen to some witch bad talk his father like that. "Liz! Patti! Weapon form!" He yelled. Several of the customers, the ones whose eyes weren't on the witch and her victim, gasped when they saw the two average looking girls leap into the air only to transform into purple light and fall into Kid's hands, their glow fading away and turning into two silver guns.

The witch leant down, a green haze forming around her hand and creeping towards the man. Her eyes went wide with anticipation. "Prepare to meet your doom!" She laughed. A couple of shrieks arose through the crowd.

"What's going on!" Kayla gasped.

"It's a witch! I can't believe it! I thought I'd at least get to the DWMA before I actually saw one in person, but…" Kelly wanted to lean forward to see better, but was afraid. She'd forgotten how high up they appeared so close to the balcony's edge.

"What do we do?" Asked Kayla.

"I…" She hesitated. "Are those…weapons?"

Down on the first floor, a pair of bullets made of purple light sped between the shrinking space between the witch and the man, causing the whole crowd to go silent. The witch gasped. She looked to her left to see Kid turning his chin up, a dark smile on his face. He struck a pose, sticking his right foot forward with his guns in front of him. The barrels smoked. "Yarla Veningham, you are a witch that has strayed from the path of justice and therefore your soul is filled with nothing but the disease of pure evil. Therefore, I have come to reap your soul! Accept your fate! Let go of the man and consent to defeat at my hands!"

The witch dropped the man to the floor. Her eyes still wide with shock, she stood up and left him in a gasping heap on the ground. "I know your kind, meister…" She tilted her head to the side, and then gasped out, as if in pain. Her eyes filled with a kind of recognition that made Kid cock his eyebrows in confusion. "No…" She whispered evilly. "…Reaper."

He glared, evening his stride as he sent a dozen bullets in her direction. "How did you know I was a Reaper? Sensing my soul, are you? I'll teach you to curse my father's name with such witchcraft!"

She grinned and disappeared into a cloud of green smoke with a snap of her fingers. The bullets went through the all. Kid hesitated. Where had that witch gone? He hated their foul tricks, but he wasn't about to let himself be defeated. Not with his father's good name on the line.

"I'm still here, Reaper." He felt his heart jump as a shadow went over him. A hand crept onto his shoulder. Its probing fingers felt the collar of his jacket curiously. "So this is the son of Lord Death? A little younger than I thought he'd be. I guess Shinigami-sama didn't have time to teach you any of his trick's yet." She shook her head. "What a shame?"

He gulped, closing his eyes in a tight frown. "Don't think you can harvest kishin eggs on my watch." He turned around, round kicking the witch in the head and knocking her violently to the ground. "And don't think you can insult my father to my face without suffering eternal punishment! I'll reap your soul and put you in Hell, Veningham!"

She gasped out in pain, feeling her face where he'd kicked her. The witch moved to get up, but Kid was over her in seconds. He'd always been light and fast on his feet. This came to good use when he was called to battle against enemies with magic on their side. "Yes, I am the son of Lord Death, Death the Kid." He stuck one into the witch's side. "In the name of my father, I will defeat you."

"I knew your father." Said the witch, smiling a twisted smile. She didn't seem to be all that afraid of the gun digging into her ribcage. Or at least she wasn't showing it. Instead she locked eyes with Kid. "He didn't like me very much, but then that's expected from a man who prefers to destroy true power when he sees it!"

She swept her hand in front of Kid's face, snapping her fingers. A bloodcurdling scream left Kid's mouth as he felt the energy seeping out of him. He fell to his knees, suddenly struggling to breathe. What was this terrible feeling in the pit of his stomach?

"Kid! We can't hold on!" Liz yelled. "I don't know what's happening!"

What? What was she talking about? Couldn't hold on? Onto what? And why was his thought process so slow all of a sudden? Kid couldn't think. He shook his head, trying to keep his eyes open as a feeling of weakness made his body numb.

His guns were surrounded by purple light and then he realized what Liz and Patti couldn't hold onto. They were going to slip out of weapon form. It was his soul wavelength that the witch was altering. She was making it so that Death and his pistols couldn't resonate. She was depriving him of his weapons.

I have to stop this, thought Kid. I have to hold on. If I can just stay awake, taking her soul will be easy.

"Liz! Patti! You've got to keep me awake!"

"Right!" The twins said in unison.

Kid felt a surge of energy go through him, coming from the wavelengths of his pistols. He forced himself to get to his wobbly legs. "You can't take me down that easily, witch! Don't underestimate the power of a Grim Reaper!" He gulped, losing his balance temporarily and falling forward. He caught himself at the last moment, his face now inches from hers as she, too, got to her feet.

"Kid! Are you okay?" Asked Patti.

Death responded by sending a bullet into each of the witch's shoulders and causing her to stagger back and hit the restaurant wall. Liz and Patti took that as a yes.

He walked over the rubble that had been the result of his fight towards the witch. He used his pistols to hold her against the wall. She was suffering from major blood loss and lifted her hands in an attempt to save herself but the green light that was emitted from her fingers flickered, showing how weak she really was. "What a pathetic excuse for a witch." He said, looking her up and down. "You're all words and yet you use power as a reason for going against Lord Death? You disgust me." He put his face next to hers, his golden eyes meeting her black ones. He eyed the parting of her hair, the way her face didn't seem to align right, her terrible fashion sense. "You aren't even symmetrical."

She coughed. He felt her hands on him, trying to push him back. He didn't budge. He would keep resonating with his weapons until this fight was over. He wouldn't submit to her magic. He was a Reaper, not to be entangled in her magic.

He finally understood why it had been so important to his father that he go after this witch. She obviously had no respect for him or his name, and he wanted to guarantee that her soul was reaped by a meister capable of respecting the power of the Shinigami. But Kid hesitated at what she said next.

"How kind of Lord Death to send his own son to kill me. If he was as strong as he says he is, he'd have reaped my soul himself. It's an insult he even sent you to fight me, Death the Kid." She said tauntingly. "I don't usually tell fortunes for free. But I'll make an acception for the esteemed Reaper's son. And this isn't so much of a fortune as a curse. A parting gift from me to you on behalf of Lord Death." Her eyes were wide, a green glow surrounding her. Kid didn't understand what was going on. Was her magic telling her something?

Her eyes closed. She was dying. And yet she continued to speak. She wasn't done yet. "You're destined to meet your kindred spirit, Reaper, but it may be a bumpy ride, so watch your head."

Kid cocked his eyebrows at the witch. What was she saying? What did her words have to do with anything? He didn't get it. "What are you trying to tell me, witch?" Kid's eyes narrowed, watching as her chest continued to rise and fall. She wasn't dead yet. "Death cannon…" He said, gritting his teeth.

His twin pistols transformed into dark silver cannons adorned by the characteristic skulls that all his weapon's forms bore. He lifted them, noticing how heavy they seemed to his weakened body, and held them on either side of the witch's neck. "Give me your soul!"

"Firing!" Said Liz and Patti.

The witch died in an explosive mix of purple and green light and fell to the ground. She disappeared after a second, a small glowing green soul floating above where her corpse would have lain. Kid fell forward and hit the wall, leaning on it for support. He breathed out with relief. It was over.

He felt Patti pulling him back. "Yay! Kid! We did it!" She said, laughing and clapping her hands. He smiled weakly.

"That's good, Patti."

Liz walked over. "I ate her soul. Now Patti and I are even again. I was behind one."

"Oh. I see. Wonderful." Said Kid. He put a hand to his chest. "That was a little tougher than I thought it would be. But nothing I couldn't handle. We should report back to my father." He looked around the room. Everyone was staring at them. A lot of customers had left running. Employees were whispering. A few people had burst into tears. The man who had been there to meet the witch was now gone. No doubt afraid of what Kid would do to him if he found him.

"My father will take care of the people here." He said, sighing.

In the balcony above, Kelly had forgotten her fear in the heat of the fight. She couldn't believe her eyes. She'd never seen something so exciting in her entire life. Her heart was pumping so hard she thought it would crack a rib. This was why she'd consented to become a meister. She wanted a taste of this excitement. Even if it scared her a little.

"Wow…" Said Kayla, her hands tight around the rail in a white knuckle grip. She glanced at Kelly for a second, worried at her friend's shocked silence. "Kelly, what are you…" Her eyes went wide. "Don't lean over the rail so far! You'll fa—" She saw Kelly's feet leave the ground, and tried to pull her back but was too late. Kelly realized that she was losing her balance at the last minute and screamed as she fell over the edge of the balcony.

"Kelly!" Kayla called.

Kelly's eyes left Kid as she fell head first toward the ground. She felt fear shoot through her. She thought for a second that she would die. Falling from such a height, falling the right way would break several bones, and falling the wrong way would kill her. "Heeeeeeeeeelp!" She yelled, putting her hands over her head.

Death looked up to see a figure with blonde hair hurtling to the floor in his direction. "What the…" He would have moved out of the way but he was still in a daze after that fight. That and he was thinking about what the witch had told him. "You're destined to meet your kindred spirit, Reaper, but it may be a bumpy ride, so watch your head." What could that mean?

"Kelly!" Kayla shrieked, putting a hand over the side of the rail.

"Kid!" Liz and Patti warned as they saw something about to fall on the weakened Reaper.

"Oof!" Kid's vision went black as something fell into his arms. In a clumsy attempt at a catch, he collapsed under the girl with a loud groan. Kelly felt skin contact and wrapped her arms around the first thing she touched, anything to keep herself from falling. This is what I get for sitting on the second floor, she thought. I hate, hate, hate heights! Her arms went around Kid's waist, small tears forming in her eyes. "Help me…I don't want to fall…" She whispered, only just realizing she was no longer going down.

Kid looked up in shock. He struggled to breathe, the wind knocked out his lungs by the fall. "E-Eh…" Liz, Patti and Kayla all went quiet.

Kid sat up, putting his hands on the girl's arms, realizing the strength of her grip on his waist. It was…a girl, he realized. He looked up. She'd fallen from the balcony above? How had that happened? "M-Miss?" He asked, trying to see her face though it was buried in her shoulder. "Miss, are you alright?" He didn't think anything was broken. Not on him, at least. And she didn't seem to be in pain. Just very, very scared. "Everything's okay now…" He said, remembering hearing her shriek for help and realizing how terrified she probably was. "You're alright…" He gasped for air. "You can let go now."

Kelly opened her eyes slowly, the tears wiped away by the fact that she'd put her face in Kid's black suit jacket. She recognized the voice. She gasped, letting go and falling back in surprise. She sat back, putting her hands onto the floor. Her mouth was wide, not knowing what to do or say. She saw Kid for the first time up close.

His black and white hair hung in his face. He was a little scratched up from the fight, his eyes half closed with exhaustion. "You're…D-D…" She whispered. He was the Reaper's son?

"My name is Death the Kid." He nodded feeling the need to introduce himself. "And you're…?"

"Kelly…My name is Kelly…" And then she felt the world go black.

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