Within a few hours, the group had arrived at the church as the limo parks itself in the street. Nightfall had arrived and the people had long since cleared the streets.
"We should split up, cover more ground." Maka said.
"Sounds good to me. But we should signal the others if we run into the culprit." Death the Kid said, opening the limo door. "We don't know how dangerous they are, so it's better to face them as a group than individually."
"Agreed." Tsubaki said.
"I can take whoever is doing this on my own." Black Star said with confidence.
"Black Star." Tsubaki said with a sigh.
"Fine, I'll go along with it." Black Star said.
With all in agreement, the weapons transformed as their meisters exited the limo.
Kid would summon his skateboard and patrol from the skies.
Black Star with use his ninja stealth skills to patrol around the church from the shadows.
And Maka would search inside of the church, right in the belly of the beast.
Butcas she did, Maka felt that something in the church was off. Something that just felt so... familiar.
'Something wrong, Maka?' Soul asked, feeling Maka's palms sweat.
"... I have a feeling... and I'm hoping it's not what I think it is." Maka said.
What do you mean?' Soul asked.
"I'll explain later." Maka said as she pushed the doors open, stepping into the church.
Inside, there was one lone figure standing with their back towards Maka.
No. Please. Don't let it be you.' Maka thought, tightening her grip on Soul's scythe handle.
"So you've finally arrived, Maka." Crona said, calm and collected, as he turned to face her. "It's been a while since we last saw each other, hasn't it?"
"Yeah, it has." Maka said.
'Maka, is you know this guy...or girl?' Soul asked, a bit confused on Crona's gender.
"This is Crona, Soul. The cousin I told everyone about a few days ago." Maka said, glancing around. "Which means my aunt is here too."
"She's not going to interrupt us. Only watch." Crona said before holding his right hand out. "Ragnarok, it's time to fight."
'What's Ragnarök?' Soul asked.
"... Someone I hate." Maka said, glaring harder.
"The feeling's mutual, bitch!" A gruff voice shouted.
'Huh?! Where did that came from?!' Soul asked, looking around the church.
"From INSIDE of Crona." Maka answered.
A large black creature burst out of Crona. A man by his shape with giant muscular arms, white cartoonish eyes with Xs for pupils, and strange metal wraps on his wrists and chest.
"Ugh, you look even uglier than I remember." Maka said with a grimace.
"Keep talking shit, girly! I'm gonna enjoy ripping you to pieces!" Ragnarok shouted.
"I'd like to see you try." Maka said.
"Sword mode, now." Crona said, holding up his right hand.
"Ugh! I hate it when you're confident around Maka, you're always barking orders!" Ragnarok said before turning gelatinous and shifting into a black broadsword.
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Witch Meister, Maka Albarn
FantasyThe DWMA was created to protect humanity from the forces of evil, such as evil spirits, kishens, and witches. But what would happen if one of the evils they're meant to destroy, was within their ranks for good? I do now own Soul Eater. Co-Written by...
