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1. Chapter 1

"OHMY GOD, DEATH!" I yelled seeing the lord of death in my bathroom mirror. "You could not have picked a worse time to call me..." I sighed. I had just gotten out of the showerand was wrapped in a towel, my hair was dripping wet and sticking to my neck. "Can I called you back in like five minutes." I know its rude not to answer Death, but I think a call when I just got out of the shower is where someone has to draw the line.

"This will only take a minute." he said, in the all to happy voice of his. He did the voice not to 'scare the kids' but it just creepy to me. It has for years, even when I was a little girl just started at the DWMA.

I shake my head, I know he'll get his way. "Fine, but I'm turning the mirror the face the wall." I opened up the medicine cabinet so that Death was looking at the wall instead of me."Ok, I'll hear you out."

"All right. As you have heard, my son, Death the Kid, is now a students at the DWMA." he said.

"Right." I said dragging out the word, grabbing a towel from under my sink to dry my blonde and pink hair. "But what does that have to do with me? I haven't seen him for years."

"You and Kid were close friends once, and I was hopping you being around would calm down his need for perfection as it has in the past. I want to you come back to the Academy
and see if that will help." Death said. I pulled on my clothes as he continued. "I have asked Kid about you a few weeks ago, and he has little memory of you, which is good.''

I slammed the cabinet shut. "Its good he doesn't remember me?" I yelled. "How is that good?"

"There's no need to yell. Its good so that he doesn't feel like you are babysitting him for me, which you are not." Death said, poking his head like he had already thought that
through.

"So what do you want me to do?' I asked, rubbing the towel over my head again, to dry my hair.

"I want you to be his friend again, just see if that calms him down. He remembers that you went off the work under my brother for a while, so you can go from there. " I nodded my
head, I under stood what he was saying, I did go to work under his brother, but while I was there I had turned my partner into a Death Scythe. From what it sounded like, Death
didn't want anyone to know that I was a two star Mister, on the verge of three star. "So Gemini Phoenix? What do you say?"

I looked up from the floor, the towel wrapped around my shoulders. A smile spread across my lips. "I say, when do you want me there?"

"I have arranged for you to arrive in three days, and have set up an apartment for you." even thought I could not see Deaths face I knew he was smiling, I had worked with him for
too long.

After the call was over, I got to work on packing my bags. 'There is no way he's calling me back to the Academy just to calm down Kid. What is his true motivation? I thought,
throwing my training outfit on to my bed. Thoughts of what Death really wanted filled my head until I fell asleep with clothes all over my bed and me.

The next morning when I woke up, I grabbed some breakfast and continued packing, because all I ended up doing was throw everything I wanted and needed to take with me on to
my bed or floor. In the end I ended up packing three suitcases full of clothes and a few boxes stuff that I needed, like toiletries and my lab top. I was set to go. My mother, who
lived in town, said that she would look after the apartment I owned and ship me over anything that I find that I may need.

It was nerve racking to be going back to the DWMA, even though I really didn't have anything to worry about. It was only a school... to train kids…to fight monsters... with deathly demon weapons…and possible die…nothing wrong with that! Even thought I had graduated years early, at age twelve, I couldn't help but feel like the lost child on their first day at a new school in the middle of a semester. At lest I knew where I was going, although I had to pretend like I didn't..

"Oh honey I'm going to miss you!" my mother cooed as we filled my fathers truck with my suitcases and boxes, he was going to take me up to Death City. "I can still remember
your very first day back at the Academy and the day you graduated like they were yesterday." that's my mother, never one to hide her tears and her trips down memory lane.

"Gem, why don't you help me load up your motorcycle into the bed." my father said as he tried to push it up the ramp by himself. I laughed as I grabbed hold of the other side of
my bike and pushed it up. There was no way I was going to leave my new motorcycle at home, so my dad agreed to take it up with us. Plus I needed some form in transportation
while I was there. "Ok, we're all set to take off."

I turned to give my mother a hug good-by, but I didn't have a chance before she threw her arms around me in a tight embrace. She started crying on to my shoulder, which made
me cry in turn. It's hard to leave your family behind, I could only guess how hard it would be for my mother to see her little girl go into a big city with out her.

She pulled away, holding me at arms length. "Now remember to call us once in a while, to let us know your ok. Don't make me go up to Death City and find you." she laughed,
trying to get over crying. "Don't get into too much trouble like I know you like to do."

"Mom I promise that I will call and try to be good. But I cant fully promise on staying out of trouble." I laughed getting into the truck, next to my father. I gave one last look up to
my apartment, who knew when the next time I was going to see it…who knew the next time I would see my parents?…I hadn't thought of that….