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Chapter 9: Reunited Remember a little while back when I said I would be taking an ‘element’ from Soul Eater NOT, but it would be modified to fit with this story? Well, in this chapter you’ll see what I mean. Just remember that since this is a separate universe from NOT, this ’element’ has been changed quite a bit for this. Look out for it in this chapter. I hope you enjoy. :) The snow falls upon the mountain of white and upon the three figures who climb it. Two of the figures walk closely together, whilst the third traverses through the snowy slope, ten feet in front of them, guiding the other two upwards thro

Chapter 8: Night time in Death City “You stand before the giant pillar. It’s covered in various runes and sigils. You can actually feel the evil radiating from it; there’s this sickly green aura that pulsates from this structure, silencing any and all animals within the heart of the forest.” Mac sits before his friends, dramatically describing a fictional setting to them. In the indigo living room, the group of teachers sit around a table littered with papers, manuals, mugs, dice of various shapes, and small figurines on top of grid paper. All eyes are focused on the bandana wearing Professor. “So, what’

Chapter 7: So, What's on Your Mind? Everyone turns to face Patty; who's arm was extended upwards. She looks back at everyone with a determined expression on her face. She opens her mouth... "Can I go to the bathroom?" Kid's eye twitched. 'Of all the questions, from everyone here to start with, Mac just HAD to pick that one', thought the slightly agitated Meister. "Oh. Yeah, sure. Go ahead." Answered Professor Mac. And off Patty went. Mac returned his gaze to the other present students. "Anyone else got a question?" Kid wasn't going to wait till everyone else had their go first; if he can only ask one question, then he was going to get the i

Chapter 6: Hit Me with Everything you got The students, aside from Black Star, who was noticeably excited, stared at Mac in bewilderment after what he just said. "I...I'm sorry, Professor Mac?" inquired Tsubaki . Mac repeats himself... "I want you nine to attack me with everything you got. And whatever you do. DO, NOT hold back." Emphasizing the 'do not' part. 'Well there goes that idea that he'll ease them into their lessons, thought Maka. Liz spoke up quickly to clear up something in her mind, "Uh, Professor? We're not all going to attack you at once, are we?" "Yep." The quick, flat response from their new Professor leaves the group du

Chapter 5: Maka, Crona, Soul, and that Pesky Cat Well... that was... a different kind of School day than what she was expecting. Maka and her friends have caught the curiosity of a man who can control people through physical contact, in retaliation they got a new teacher who can presumably help them reach their full potential or something like that, and Maka and her friends have to take three heavy textbooks (about a war, that for some reason... next to no one knows about) back with them; all things considered... could be worse. Currently it was just Maka, Soul, and Crona; the rest of the gang had split up for the day to their homes. Maka

Chapter 4: Something Wicked This Way Comes Darkness. That's all that can be seemingly found in this cave. Dark, and neverending. However, appearences can be decieving. If one were to possess an ability such as soul perception, then it would be clear that this is nothing more than an illusion, conjured up to keep the curious at bay. Yes, if one did have that kind of ability, then that person would find a spiralling stairwell, decending to the den of a witch. A witch, that has cheated Death, in more ways than one. Three passage ways can be found at the end of the stairwell; the passage way on the left leads to a bedroom, it's a simple layou

Chapter 3: A Bit of Backstory "Well to give a brief synopsis..." Started Mac "We at the DWMA have taken notice of the resurfacing of a very dangerous man, who terrorized this very city eighteen years ago, during the 'Lucifer Incident'." Mac took a short pause after that statement, to allow his new students to absorb all of this information before he could continue. "Ever since then, I have been tracking him down around the world, but he always evades me every time. That is until two months ago, in Madagascar..." A light bulb figuratively lights up in Kid's head after hearing this, he remembers that time they were in Madagascar hunting thi

CHAPTER 2: Class is in Session "Is this really everyone for this class?" Maka's question makes her friends wonder about that possibility, aside from Black Star who has been doing press ups since they got here. "M...maybe ev...everyone else is late?" Uttered Crona, who's sitting to Maka's left. Liz looks over to her weapon Meister on her right questionably. "Are we too early Kid?" Kid pulls out a pocket watch and starts comparing the time between it and the clock located above the black board in front of him, the time was the same, 5mins to 1.00pm, satisfied with his watch being correct, he places it back into his pocket. "No not too ear

CHAPTER 1: A Request The four individual figures sit around the table within the cartoonish looking 'Death Room', the silence was deafening. From their expressions alone, it was clear that the subject matter was serious. One of the men starts winding up the screw in his head and breaks the ice with his emotionless voice. "And he told you this himself?" To his left hand side a trench coat wearing man ruffles the front and back of his dark brown hair, and responds with a nod. The red haired man on his right straightens his tie, he appears visibly troubled by their conversation, he looks to the trench coat man. "How do we even know we can

PROLOGUE: A Warning Africa, Madagascar, Unknown Forest, Midnight, 2 Months Ago The night air was still, not even a breath, and the moon continues to grins to such an extent that blood begins to drip from its teeth, calling it eerie would be somewhat of an understatement, I guess you can call it the calm before the storm. On a cliff overlooking the Forest below, a man lights a cigarette, inhales, and then exhales the smoke, not taking his stare off the tree tops. "I thought you hated smoking" a voice from behind pointed out, in a direct and emotionless tone. The smoking man turns to face the source of the voice slowly, keeping the cigar