Finding the Way Home

I started walking around with this world's version of my friends. (Okay from now on I'm only going to say 'this worlds' or 'my worlds' if I'm in a conversation that involves both worlds. If not, just assume that since I'm in this world that I'm talking about this worlds version.) It wasn't hard to see how overcome by bad people this place was. Every direction I looked, something bad was going on, and I was questioning why my friends weren't stopping it.

"So, when you guys see all this bad stuff going on, why don't you try to stop it?" I asked, and the three of them turned around.

"Because none of us are really strong enough to help." Black Star said, and I just stared at him and blinked, wandering if I just heard him right. Wandering if I just heard Black Star, of all people, call himself, and our friends, weak.

"Stop looking at me like that." Black Star said. "It's weird."

"Sorry, it's just that the you I know from my world would never say anything about not being strong enough to help someone." I explained. "So just hearing those words come from your mouth was kind of shocking to me."

"Well, get used to it. I'm not the Black Star you're used to, I'm a different person, just like you're a different person from the Kid here." Black Star said. "I may look exactly the same, and have similar experiences, but that doesn't mean I act the same as the Black Star you know. I know when a fight is useless, and practically any fight with a bad guy here is useless. The worlds so overrun with kishin that it's impossible to get rid of every kishin. And it doesn't help that since the you from here turned on us, the DWMA has been becoming a lot less popular."

"Seriously?" I asked.

"Yeah. There's maybe 100 weapons and meisters there, and I would bet most of them want to leave." Maka said. "Most of the students looked to you as an example, Kid, so when you turned against the DWMA, so did a lot of the other students. It wasn't always this bad in terms of the number of bad people in the world, not until the you from here turned on us."

"Yeah. Anyways, some of the people that had turned against the DWMA were level two, even a few level three meisters, and even a few death scythes. It's hard to tell which ones are which, and I don't think loosing another life that's innocent is worth the risk." Black Star said. "It's not that none of us want to stop it. It's that if we were to be killed in the process, who knows what would happen. There's not that many good people left to fight back against bad guys."

"We can fix it though." I said. "We just have to-"

"Oh shut your face!" Black Star yelled, getting closer to my face. "I don't what it's like in your world, but it's not as simple as 'we just have to try' or 'we just can't give up.' If you'd been here as long as we have, you would know it's pointless trying to fight. The world's being overrun by kishin, and last time we fought back it cost us Soul's life! We're not about to just jump into more fights when it could cost more lives! If we didn't give up, or if we tried, it'd be pointless! We'd all just die in the end!"

"But don't we all die in the end, anyways?" I said. "I'd rather die fighting for what I believe in than die knowing I didn't try at all. Even though the chances of things going your way are little to none, its better to fight for it than to watch the world decay in chaos."

"What are you trying to do? Lift my spirits to get me fight?" Black Star asked. "Sorry, but any chance of that happening is gone. I know either way, I'm not going to die being useful."

"Don't talk like that!" I said. "Look, I get that the odds aren't in your favor. It's not an equal battle, but maybe-"

"Kid, just stop!" Black Star said. "I'm done with this crap. I don't think it's worth getting myself killed to..." he trailed off in the middle of the sentence.