Chapter One – The Fall.

One thing had been bugging Kid all day and as per usual, it was to do with symmetry.

The photo frame hanging on the wall above the stairs was at least 3cm askew, which of course, was driving him absolutely INSANE.

He stood on the top step, standing on his tiptoes attempting to reach the crooked frame. He wasn't wearing any shoes, only a pair of black socks which, coupled with the white marble that covered the stairs, made his feet feel rather slippery.

In one wrong move, he could feel himself lose his footing and hit every step as he fell down the stairs, landing on the floor with a loud THUD. He felt dizzy and sick as he tried to pull himself to his feet, but he couldn't quite manage as he felt something wrong with his shoulder. He noticed little drops of blood dripping from his forehead, making a tiny puddle on the floor. Ordinarily, the sight of his own blood never bothered him but something about the fall sparked a feeling of pure horror inside him. It wasn't even a big cut, in fact he was pretty fortunate, it could have been worse but, he felt genuinely terrified.

Liz and Patty were both out shopping…he was home alone, injured and terrified. There was only one person he could think to call. He managed to pull himself to his feet and walked towards the downstairs bathroom. Once he was inside, he grabbed a towel and placed it against his head injury, not just to slow down the bleeding, but to also prevent him from seeing the blood. He took a breath against the mirror, steaming up the left bottom corner. He fought back tears as he began to write numbers with his finger in the steamed up glass:

42 42 5 64 whenever you wanna knock on Death's Door.

Lord Death's face appeared in the mirror.

"Hello! Hiya! What's up son?" he chirped happily

Kid couldn't hold it back now…

"Dad…I think I need some help…" he said as tears began to well up in his eyes

"What's happened to your head, Kid?" asked Death in a concerned voice. "You look banged up pretty bad, maybe I should send Stein to take a look at that cut…"

"I fell down the stairs…" sobbed Kid, as he began to hyperventilate. "Dad I don't know why but its really freaked me out I'm so scared right now!"

Death's heart melted as he watched his son burst into tears in front of his eyes.

"I…I just need someone here with me right now…" the young shinigami whimpered as his entire body shook with fear.

"Okay, okay, it'll be alright Kiddo, don't worry." Said Lord Death in a calming voice, "I'll send Stein over with one of your friends"

"Please hurry…" sobbed Kid as he watched his father's image fade from the mirror.

Thoughts began racing through his head. Why did he feel so shaken up? It wasn't a big cut…in fact, aside from the pain in his shoulder he felt like he was hardly injured. There was just something about the fall that scared him which was pretty unusual…after all, normal humans get shaken up from a fall down the stairs but for a Shinigami…it shouldn't bother them…