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Death: A Kid Chronicles

Book by: Seiiki Akuma


Kid, at first, seems to be a normal kid until one day he died and lived. He then gets caught up in a different world where magic is the way of life and monsters are common. He becomes separated from his only two friends and struggles to start a new life as not only Kid Shinigami but as the son of Lord Death.

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Kid, at first, seems to be a normal kid until one day he died and lived. He then gets caught up in a different world where magic is the way of life and monsters are common. He becomes separated from his only two friends and struggles to start a new life as not only Kid Shinigami but as the son of Lord Death.

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: September 13, 2013

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Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: September 13, 2013



Red spurt across the ground as a female character with long blond hair and bewitching features stood before the macabre of bodies. She held a pleased grin across her face as her eyes glowed red. She spoke in a gentle tone as she held out her arms. “Come to me,” she whispered.

“No!” I shouted as I woke from my dream then I gasped as I pushed my hands through my black hair. The dream was vivid even in sleep it seemed real as my friends were slaughtered. I shook my head then I let out a sigh of relief it had only been a dream.

“Kid,” my mother said sleepily from the other side of my door.

“Is it already time to get up?” I asked her as I pushed my mangled blankets from my legs and stood up. I had fair skin and a slim body. I slinked over to my door and pulled it open revealing my blond haired mother, she didn't look like the lady I saw in my dreams but something about my mom reminded me of her.

“That's right, rise and shine. I'll get breakfast ready for you in a minute,” she smiled as she patted my cheek and left me. I laughed as I walked over to the bathroom, only dressed in a pair of black boxers. I shut the door behind me and prepared to change my clothes. I pulled on a pair of black skinny jeans, a black button up shirt and a pair of tall white converse boots. I sighed as I glanced at my reflection, my cold gray eyes staring back at me. I blinked then looked away from my reflection before brushing my spiky short hair. I left the bathroom.

I joined my mother at the kitchen table as she served two plates of fried eggs, bacon, and toast. I smiled as she joined me at the table. “How did you sleep last night?” Mom asked me.

“I slept like a baby,” I lied as I began to eat my breakfast.

“You're fifteenth birthday is in a few days. Aren't you excited?” Mom asked me.

“I can't wait to turn fifteen. You have no idea how long I've been waiting for that day,” I laughed then Mom glanced out the kitchen window.

“Kid, the bus is here,” she quickly shouted then I rushed out of my chair and grabbed my bag before running out the door. I then ran into a boy with spiky gray hair.

“Hey, watch it,” he laughed at me as he fought his way onto the bus first.

“Mace!” I shouted after him with a smirk then I sat down with him in the same seat.

“You look tiered today,” Mace said as he poked the bags under my eyes.

“Keep your fingers away from me. I don't know where they have been,” I said as I swat his hand away then he laughed.

“Sorry. So, you're having that dream again huh?” Mace asked me and I sighed.

“Yeah, I still keep having that dream. Do you suppose it might mean something?” I asked him and he shrugged.

“I don't know. I'm not an expert about dreams. Did you talk to your mom about the dream yet?” Mace asked me.

“No, not yet. I don't know why but I feel like I shouldn't even mention it to her,” I said then the bus stopped a few blocks away to pick up a girl with long strawberry blond hair. She got on the bus then sat down across from Mace and I. She then smiled as she looked at the both of us.

“Good morning,” she said and Mace flushed red at her cute smile.

“Hi,” he gushed out in heartthrob then he turned red as she laughed at him. I didn't say anything to her. Her name is Emi. She's a fairly new student to the school, well, she's been at the school for a year now but she still seemed new to me.

“How are you Kid?” Emi asked me and I shrugged causing Mace to elbow me.

“Be nice,” Mace demanded.

“I'm great. Never better. What about you Emi?” I asked Emi and she blushed slightly.

“I'm good I guess. It's nice of you to ask,” she smiled then I flushed red before looking away from her.

“Are you embarrassed because you like her?” Mace whispered to me and I glared at him.

“Do you want to say that again?” I asked him and he shivered.

“Erk, I'm sorry,” he laughed uneasily then I looked out the window  wondering just how much longer I would be stuck on this giant yellow machine.

The bus stopped at a few more houses before pulling up to the school and dropping off all the students. I got off the bus and was walking close behind Mace when someone came out of nowhere and grabbed my bag. This mysterious person then yanked me backwards and tossed me against the ground. I landed in a slushy spot of grass and mud staining my white shoes and black clothes. I gasped then glared up at the two bullies, twins, with gelled up black hair and green eyes. “Hey, today we want you to stay in a locker for four hours. Think you can do it?” the boys asked me as then gripped my arms and tugged me violently to my feet before dragging me into the school, people laughing and pointed at helpless me as the two opened a locker and shoved me inside.

I fought to get out but was no match against their strength as the forced the door to stay shut then locked me inside. “What does little weak boy say?” the bullies asked.

“Let me out of here,” I hissed angrily but they only laughed at me, never thinking to take me seriously. I tried to push the door open but they still held it in place with their bulky bodies. I let out a frustrated sigh then the bell rang. I tried to get out of the locker only to find it impossible long after the tardy bell rang. I sighed as I sat down, my knees against the locker door and chest and back pinched against the wall. The space was tight and I had to deal with it until someone let me out. I counted very slowly trying not to go insane with anger as I waited.

 “Come to me,” the voice of the lady from my dream whispered and I covered my ears in fear as the locker seemed to expand and the darkness grew around me. “Come to me,” the voice repeated then I quickly stood up and began to pound furiously against the door.

“Someone let me out of here! Hurry, get me out of here! Please!” I shouted, freaking out as much as I could until the locker was opened. I rushed out of it, my bag getting snared on one of the small metal hooks inside the locker and ripping open.

My supplies went flying threw the air as I fumbled over my feet and tripped. I hit my face against the floor then sat up holding my face as I sobbed, my blood gushing out of my nose. “Are you okay?” Emi gasped as she rushed over to me. “Kid,” she said as she tired to move my hands from my face. “G-go to the nurse now,” she demanded so I rushed to my feet and ran to the nurse.

“You busted it up but it's not broken,” a fat lady with long hair said as she showed me the x-ray picture she had taken with her fancy nurse tool. “Since it stopped bleeding you can go back to class now,” the nurse said so I stood up and left the nurse room.

“Kid,” Emi muttered as she approached me. “I picked up your stuff,” she said as she held out a small pink bag stuffed with my stuff. “I'm sorry if you don't like the bag but you're lucky I had another bag with me today. You can use it until you get a new bag,” she said and I took it.

“Thank you,” I said with a sort of awkwardness.

“Kid, are you okay? You looked really freaked out when you came running out of that locker,” Emi said and I looked at the bag for a moment.

“You can't tell anyone that okay?” I asked her.

“I won't but why were you so freaked out?” she asked me.

“I think I might be a little claustrophobic and achluophobic,” I answered her wordily. “Please don't tell anyone that,” I begged.

“Who do you think I am? I'll keep it a secret. You can trust me Kid,” Emi smiled. “Now, let's walk to class together okay? In fact, I would be happy if you could walk with me to every class and sit with me on the bus,” Emi said and I sighed.

“You're only saying that because you know they won't bully me if I'm with you,” I muttered.

“I'm sorry, you're right. I just don't like doing nothing when I see them bully you. Please, you don't have to like it or pretend to be my friend or anything. Just don't let them bully you anymore,” Emi said then I smiled thankfully.

“Thank you Emi. I won't pretend to be a friend. Instead, I guess I can be your friend. Is that okay with you?” I asked her.

“Of course it is,” she said happily then I looked at the bag.

“Thank you for helping me,” I said as I pulled the bag over my shoulders and walked with her to class.


After school, I was home sitting in my room when Mace came running into my room and jumped into the air. He flew at me and I quickly jumped off my bed and he crashed into it. “You're getting faster at dodging my surprise attack,” Mace laughed as he glanced at me as I stared at him.

“I wonder why? It's not like you come running in my room like a maniac almost every day,” I growled then he jumped off of my bed and dashed at me once more.

“Dodge this then,” he laughed as he swung at me and I dodged him. “How come you can dodge me but you can't dodge a few bullies?” Mace asked with a cocky grin then I shoved him over when he revealed an opening.

“Because I know how you attack and so I can predict what you can do,” I answered as she stumbled back then tripped on his heel.

“You sneaky jerk,” Mace laughed then I helped him up.

“What are you doing here anyway? I'm sure you didn't come over just to make fun of me,” I grumbled.

“You're right, I didn't come over here to gloat on you. I was wanting to make sure you were okay after what happened to you today. I lost you for a second then later I heard that you'd been locked in a locker. I'm sorry I wasn't around to pulverize those brutes. Are you okay?” He eventually asked me and I sighed as I sat back down on my bed and gathered up my now slightly wrinkled papers.

“I guess so. Emi helped be but one of these days I'm not going to make it through without doing anything,” I sighed.

“Just don't do anything stupid in the end okay?” Mace asked with worry.

“Yeah, I'll try,” I muttered while continuing to do my work.

“I guess I'll see you later then,” Mace said as he waved at me then left my room.

© Copyright 2016 Seiiki Akuma. All rights reserved.

Death: A Kid Chronicles Death: A Kid Chronicles

Status: Finished

Genre: Fantasy



Status: Finished

Genre: Fantasy



Kid, at first, seems to be a normal kid until one day he died and lived. He then gets caught up in a different world where magic is the way of life and monsters are common. He becomes separated from his only two friends and struggles to start a new life as not only Kid Shinigami but as the son of Lord Death.

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