A girl with two pale blonde pony tails and large evergreen eyes was walking up an alley way towards a demon like him. Its eyes pitch black, its skin sickly pale, and its claws stained red from blood. It was about to swallow the soul of its impaled victim.
Behind this girl was a cool, laid back kid with white eyes and razor sharp teeth. He waited for his meister’s command.
The girl “Soul. Now!”
The white haired kid flashed red and morphed into a scythe. He flew into the air and landed in the girl’s hand. She twirled the red scythe and attacked.
The monster saw this and grabbed the soul of its latest victim, and ran.
The girl easily followed the monster and quickly caught up. Before the monster could see her, there was a streak of red that cut through the monster. It feel to the ground dissolving away into black bits leaving a floating ball that looked like it was made of molten lava.
The scythe in her hand glowed and turned back into Soul. “Good job Maka. This is our 99th ifrit egg. Now we just need a witch’s soul and I can become the greatest Death Scythe ever!”
Maka smiled “Yah, and I’ll be the one to get you that soul. Now we better report the mission to Lord Death.”
Soul yawn and sighed “You got that right?”
Maka smiled at her roomy and partner. She turned to the nearest glass window and wrote a series of numbers in the glass. There were blue ripples that formed and the sound of bells.
A strange black tree thing appeared with giant white foam fingers “Maka-chan! Its nice to see you. How was the mission?”
Make smiled at lord death “It was a success like usual. We just got our 99th soul.”
Lord D “That’s fantastic! I assume you are going to go witch hunting soon. If you succeed, then you’ll be the youngest meister to ever make a death scythe.”
Suddenly there came a sound of running steps, and a Red haired man appeared leaving a trail of dust and smoke “I heard Maka’s name. Is she alright?” Then he saw Death’s mirror and saw his daughter in his. “OH! Maka-chan! My daughter are you hurt! I love you so much. Did that lazy scythe mess up while you were doing something?” With each question, his face got closer and closer to the transmitting mirror.
Soul tried to suppress his growing frustration.
Maka “You’re not my papa! Now go away.”
The red haired man’s face started to tear up. “Oh Maka! Why does it have to be so. You are my daughter and I love you sooo-”
Soul had enough and punched the image of the red haired man. “Shut it!” the red haired man flew back away from Death’s mirror.
Death shook his head “Oh Spirit. What are we going to do with you.” Then Death turned back to Maka “Maka, once you get the witch’s soul, Soul will become a death scythe, but if you mess up and he does not eat a witch’s soul for his 100th soul, you will have to start over again. Do you understand? Then if you become a Death Scythe, you may consider stopping yourself from eating souls to give other weapons a chance to gain those souls. Do you understand?”
Maka nodded “We do Lord Death.”
Death “Good. Most meisters and weapons give away the souls that they get that are not a witch’s soul once they get to 99, so there has never been a person who has needed to start over. Just letting you know so you don’t think about being the first.”
Maka looked down flustered “Yes Lord Death. Can you give us a mission with a witch in it?”
A moment later, she gets one “Thank you Lord Death. We’ll get right on it.” Just as the transmission ended, Spirit jumped into the image and screamed “MAKA!!!!!”
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Soul “Are you sure this is the place?”
Maka looked around and saw all the candles and cobwebs of the dead trees “It looks like it.”
Soul smirked “Alright then! Lets get that soul.” He was about to go charging, but Maka caught him.
Maka “Change into a scythe please.”
Soul grumbled “Fine” and he changed.
Make smiled and began walking down the path until she saw a pumpkin house. “Looks like a witch house to me.
Soul eyed the place greedily “Come on. Walk faster!”
Make glared at her blade silencing him. She walked up to the house and rang the door bell.
A feline like lady opened the door and smiled “Oh. Hello? I wasn’t expecting anyone.”
Maka smiled “Sorry, but is that Pumpkin Pumpkin Pumpkin Ave?”
The lady smiled “Yes. It is.”
Make smiled “Does anyone else live around here?”
The lady smiled “Nope. I like my privacy.”
Make sighed “Oh. Ok.” Before the lady could react, Maka jabbed the scythe between the lady’s two giant breasts.
The lady looked at her and had a look of surprise, but she smiled in the end as she vanished.
Maka looked at her scythe and saw an image of soul having a nose bleed.
Soul “Did you have to cut the witch there?”
Maka frowned “Stop complaining and eat her soul already!”
Soul transformed back into a human and grabbed the floating purple soul “This is it. The moment we have been working for.”
Maka smiled “It is. Now quickly. I feel like something bad is going to happen.”
Soul smiled “Watch me as I eat is real cool like.” He lifted the soul and simply put it in his mouth, and swallowed.
Quickly, his body was covered with a strange tingle. “Maka! I can feel it. I’m turning into a Death Scythe.”
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