The Alchemist: Chp 11 (Death the Kid x Reader)

Plot: When a trip to a village goes horribly wrong and he falls into the hands of a madman, Kid's only hope is the man's darkest secret hidden in the attic upstairs. A reader x Death the Kid tale.

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The night air streaked by Kid and he was back to your old prison in what might have been minutes but felt like years to him. He glanced down at your limp body in his arms, and with each passing second could feel you slipping away.

He landed on the ground and the skateboard morphed into shadows on his person. Kid looked up at the hidden home in the side of a rock wall. He found the stairs leading in, and glanced to the side to find Abraham's body gone.

Kid's nose scrunched up in disgust, but concluded that animals had eaten his body...or at least dragged it elsewhere. Kid ascended the stairs, spiraling up and to the home above.

He could feel your soul getting closer, a warm fluttering feeling that gave you your life. Kid was happy to know it continued to shine on, though hoped it wasn't too late to reconnect it to you.

Kid was down the hallway and to the door leading to the chamber he found you in in moments. He opened the door, balancing you in his arms, and stepped in. The circle your body was in shone yellow in the moonlight, and your soul floated in the center of it.

Your body became fainter and the soul shone brighter. Kid stepped into the circle and gently laid you over your soul. He let go with shaky hands, and your body gently sunk down to where your soul seeped back into your body.

Your skin glowed healthily and the drained look on your face was replaced by a peaceful one. Your body floated there a foot above the ground, and Kid sunk to his knees by your side.

He looked out the window and hoped that Patty, Liz, and the others would get his message and be on their way. Kid looked back at you and slipped his hand into yours. From what Stein had said, only you could really break the curse yourself. Whatever is binding your soul is your fight, though Kid wanted to others to come in case there was something they could all do. If anyone could break it other than yourself, it'd be Maka.

Kid ran his fingers through your hair, brushing any stray ones out of your face. He gently kisses your forehead and stands up, deciding to wait outside for the others. He turned to leave, stepping out into the hall.

It was cold, but it didn't effect Kid. He walked down the hall, his mind still behind with you. Perhaps he had been too sucked into his thoughts, perhaps he just hadn't sensed it...but when he passed his old cell, a raspy voice called out to him.

"Back already? That's touching."

Kid shot back and stared into the dark room where his glowing, yellow eyes met the unforgiving, dark orbs of Abraham. The man was just as badly beaten as how Kid had left him, and his body was slumped against a table.

"But, you...how?"

Abraham's grin grew wide and eerie, and in the moonlight he looked far from being human. His eyes seemed to glow and take on a more bird like look, eyes that reminded Kid of your eyes.

Abraham began to chuckle menacingly, the laughter quiet at first before echoing loudly into the night. Kid made out the vials and jars he had overlooked, but now glowed in yellows and blues in the moonlight.

He began to run inside when his mind connected the dots, but it was too late. Abraham smashed into them, his skin soaking up the liquid and glowed in the eerie hues that the vials and your soul had.

Bright light filled his vision and Kid was flung back, smashing into the wall. Abraham was in front of him in an instant, his fist smashing into the wall next to Kid's face. Kid's eyes shot open and stared at the horror in front of him.

Abraham's soul was a messy patch of his own, yours, Kid's, and a new one he hadn't seen before, but knew that it was your mother's. A power reeked from him that sent chills down Kid's spine, a power only a crazed alchemist could have combined with the soul of two powerful witches and a sliver of a Death God's.

Abraham pulled his arm away, but Kid summersaulted out of his way and was on his feet in seconds. He spun around and slammed his foot into the man's face, a tooth being knocked out. Kid smirked, but it quickly disappeared when he jumped back and Abraham cracked his neck to look at the teen, chuckling.

"That didn't hurt a bit. Are you done yet?"

Kid took a step back as Abraham leaned forward, grinning. "My turn." His voice came out as a deep rumble and Kid gasped, eyes widening. He turned to run, the only thing in his mind is ensuring Abraham didn't attack you.

The man took the bait and chased after the young reaper, heavy rumbling chasing the clacking of dress shoes against the stone hallway. Abraham bumped into the walls as he chased the slimmer young man down the hall and to the stairs, the foundation of the walls being torn into like paper.

'As long as I can keep him away from her...' Kid got to the stairs and was shoved down as Abraham stumbled into the doorway. The doorframe snapped and ripped into a large hole to accommodate the man.

Kid stumbled over the steps and fell down the hole the stairs spiraled around. He flipped over and slammed into the ground, the impact of his feet causing a small crater to form. He rolled out of the way in time for Abraham to smash to the ground as well, nearly dodging Abraham's hit.

Kid spun and back kicked Abraham in the face. The man howled in pain and Kid ran for the entrance. Electricity filled the air as he got to the door and something slammed into Kid. He felt as though every cell in his body was on fire.

Kid fell to the ground, his body twitching with little control. It was a power he had never felt before, even maybe stronger than his father's. Kid glanced back at Abraham to see the patchwork of souls morphed together to give Abraham life and power.

Kid could sense a mix of your soul, your mother's, and many other witches who had fallen to their fate because of him. Though the patchwork was so immense, Kid didn't know how Abraham's soul didn't give out from the pure gluttony of power.

In the center of Abraham's soul in the middle of his chest, Kid could make out the glow of a faint circle. Perhaps it was alchemy keeping him alive, just as it was keeping the souls from tearing him apart. Was that the answer to all of this?

Abraham raised his hand and blue electricity surged over his fingers. Just then, a shot rang out and Kid braced for the worse. Instead, Abraham flew back and smashed into the steps.

"Kid!"

Kid weakly sat up and looked up as Maka flew in on Soul, Patty holding onto Maka's back and aiming Liz at where Abraham had been. "Girls!" He called out happily, more than pleased to see them.

Maka jumped off Soul and landed gracefully. Soul materialized at her side along with Liz and Patty. "Sorry for the delay, we tried to get here as soon as we could."

"And Blackstar and Tsubaki?"

"We couldn't reach them, so no guarantee they'll be here or not."

Liz glanced at him then at the surrounding area before asking where you were. Her eyes landed on Abraham and Kid felt his blood freeze. He looked over his shoulder and there seemed to be a light bulb going off in Abraham's head.

Kid didn't think about the possibility that Abraham had thought that Kid came alone to break your curse, and now that it was apparent that you weren't with them right then...

Abraham was flying up the stairs in seconds, dragging his hand along the stairs muttering something in another language as the stairs behind him glowed blue and fell apart, crumbling to the ground below.

"Damn it!" Kid's skateboard materialized from the shadows and he hoped on. "Liz! Patty!"

"Right!"

They transformed into guns and fell into his palms in seconds. Kid was flying up the tower, dodging the debris that Abraham left behind. He could sense Maka and Soul following, but no where near close behind as to help stop him from reaching you.

Kid willed his board to go faster and flew past Abraham. Kid turned the skateboard around, going backwards, and aimed Liz and Patty at Abraham. He shot over and over, the power from the twin pistols barely leaving a scratch. Kid swore under his breath as Abraham sped up and slammed into him.

Both men flew through the hole and into the main part of the home. Kid threw random punches, drawing blood as he hit Abraham in the face and used his martial arts to get some kicks in.

Kid flew out of the way as Maka swung Soul and missed both Kid and Abraham by mere inches. Abraham spun around and smacked Maka into a wall, the stone cracking behind her as her body made impact.

"Maka, look at his soul! It must be the alchemy, it's the only way!" Kid dodged another attack as Maka weakly got back on her feet.

"Then what should we do?"

"There's something on his chest, I think it's what's binding all of this together. Maybe if we get some hits and shots in we could do some damage to the seal. If we get close enough..."

Feathers were shot out of Abraham's arms and Kid barely jumped out of the way. One sliced by his arm and cut open the sleeve, drawing blood. Kid hissed in pain, blood now staining his sleeve, the horror building up when he realized that the wound wasn't healing as fast as it should have with his god powers.

Abraham began to slowly chuckle, each laugh more sinister than the last. He threw his head back and, at that moment, Kid and Maka could see just how powerful Abraham's soul was.

"For years I've been tricked, lied to, led on by witches...and now, their power belongs to me. Feel that? It's the power of witches all older than two hundred years old, minus my daughter. The seal is complete...are you ready to die?"

Before their eyes, Abraham began to shift. His once fatherly figure morphed into a slimmer one, his body becoming more and more animal like. His eyes reminded Kid of an owl's, large and round and full of secrets. His hair went from slightly greasy to looking as though it were washed only an hour ago and his nails grew into talons. Feathers replaced his clothes and there before them stood a man who bled power and fear.

"That power doesn't belong to you!" Maka ran at him and swung Soul. Abraham moved gracefully in time, only a few feathers being sliced at. He chuckles, and the sound went from being demonic to being almost song like.

"Stupid girl..."

Abraham lifted his hand and sharp feathers flung at her. Maka nearly dodged out of the way, a yelp escaping her lips. Kid began to fire blindly, his rage for the man increasing. "Disgusting! Maka, Liz, Soul, Patty...I have a plan. Maka, when I give the signal, I want you and Soul to resonate and give all you can and swing at the middle of his chest. Got it?"

"Got it!"

"Liz, Patty, Execution Mode!"

"Kid, in here? Are you sure?"

"Just do as I say." His grip tightened around both guns and he could feel both girls hesitate. Black spikes rose on Kid's arms and his soul grew, the power sparking like static electricity in the hallway.

Both girls morph into canons, the metal attaching itself to his arms. "Resonance stable...noise at 0.3%."

"Black needle wavelength fully charged!"

"Preparing to fire..."

Maka stepped back behind Kid, though Kid couldn't focus on the small spike of fear that he felt from Maka's soul.

"Feedback in 4 seconds..."

"4, 3, 2, 1..."

"Firing now!"

Kid brought his arms up, slamming the canons together. "Death Canon!" The beams of fire shot out and lit the hallway in a blinding light. "Maka, Soul, now!"

Maka jumped over Kid's crouching body, Soul transforming from a regular scythe into Demon Hunter. The blade glowed bright and beautiful, and Kid took a moment to admire the skills that Maka had gained over the years.

Kid's eyes seemed to move in slow motion as they went back to Abraham's figure among the smoke. His body was charred, though Kid couldn't tell if he had been damaged or not.

Abraham bent down and drew a pentagram with his own blood and slammed his hand against it. To Kid's horror, your body materialized and he lifted you in his arms as Maka's blade swung down, aimed towards his chest. Abraham prepares for impact, taking you with him.