Perfect Symmetry

Ch 2 Free's Daughter, DWMA's New Student?

"Free huh?" Shinigami says, his cartoonish hand resting under the chin of his equally as comical mask.

"Hai. The same Free who nearly killed seven of your students in London, and then trapped you in a magic box for an hour on the April First of the Kishin's revival. The one who stole the old witch's magic eye." the girl says, looking about 15 to 17 years of age.

"As a shinigami I cannot allow you to go free. you will now be taken into custody for association to a known enemy of the DWMA. Spirit, escort young..."

"Mika."

"Mika to the detention level, please. Marie, Stein? If you'd be so kind to accompany them."

"Hai, Shinigami-Sama." Ms. Marie nods, following the two weapons and their meister into the academy. Stein heads up the rear and the doors close behind them.

"So, now, who wants to take the rest of the day off. Yah?" Lord Death asks the group.

"Hai, Shinigami." Maka says happily, "but first can I go visit Crona? He hasn't been feeling well."

"Sure! Sure! But wait a bit for your father to get those three stowed away, yah?"

"Yes, sir." she says, a little deflated.

"Okay. The rest of you, go spread the new. School is canceled for the day. You may all go home and relax. I know you select few in particular have had a rough time and deserve the break."

"Thank you, Lord Death." Tsubaki says quietly, being her usually polite and charming self.

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The metal chains clink closed with a resonating echo, signifying her imprisonment. Spirit looks through the slit in the door, a smirk on his face. "I hope you find your room very comfortable. And don't worry, we'll take wonderful care of those weapons of yours."

And with that, Spirit Albarn walks away, leaving Mika by herself. "I came to DWMA because its the one place my dad wont go! I came here for freedom! Not to be put in a damn cell in a musty basement!" she fights against her restraints, desperately trying to draw attention to herself.

"It wont work." she hears someone say quietly from the room next to hers.

"Huh?"

"My mother got to me after I came here. Our parents worked together." she hears the same voice say.

"Who are you?"

"Im Crona, son of the witch Medusa. You're Free's daughter, right?"

"Yeah. How do you know me?"

"My mom thinks Im invisible. She talks right infront of me without even thinking about it. It hurt, until she died. By Maka, Stein, Ms. Marie's and my own hands."

"Ah."

The two sit in silence and soon Maka comes down to see Crona. "Crona! Ragnarok! I brought you candy." she smiles, knocking on the door to Crona's room.

The weapon materializes, coming out of his meister's back. "You are one smart cookie, Maka Albarn. You know how this works."

He greedily gobbles up the candy she hands him but Maka knew he would so she saved some in her other hand for Crona to have. "So how are you two today?"

"Great. We got a new neighbor. And a visit from your obnoxious dad."

Maka sweatdrops and looks at the ground. "For the last time, Death Scythe Spirit Albarn is NOT my father!"

"Yes he is."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"YES!"

"FINE! Spirit is my papa, but I do not consider him as such because he doesn't act the role. Anything else, Ragnarok? Crona?"

"No, thank you for stopping by, Maka. I hope to be back in school tomorrow or the next day."

"No problem, Crona. Now, Im sorry, but Soul and the others wanna play basketball. See you at school!" the sandy blonde waves with a big smile on her face before she runs out of the room and out of Crona's line of sight.

"Cute kid." Mika comments after a few seconds.

"She's really nice." Crona agrees, nodding and sitting in the Cor-Ner with a pillow hugged to his chest.

"Sounds like a good friend. She has courage." the girl admits, sitting on her bed with her back against the wall, knees to her chest, elbows on her knees.

They talk for about a hour more about everything and nothing before footsteps can be heard on the stone stairs. Mika's door is opened and she can see Sid and Naigus standing in the doorway. "Lord Death would like to speak to you. Immediately."

She gets up and follows the partners all the way to the Death Room, her hands still bound. When she stops just at the foot of the steps Lord Death nods and Sid removes the cuffs on her wrists. She rubs her wrists to get the blood flowing again and then looks up at the god. "You called for me?"

"Yes. Id like to discuss the terms of your arrival."

"Okay."

"Why are you fleeing your father?"

"Because I have something he wants, something that is invaluable to him."

"What would that be?"

"You see, Shinigami, my soul isn't like that of an ordinary meister, because of my father's magic eye, I can heighten peoples emotions towards one another. Its me he wants."

"And why is that?"

"If you could put so much hate into a person that the one they hated would be destroyed by the pure bloodlust, don't you think that could become a problem?"

"Ah, I see. So what are you offering?"

"I will pledge to you, follow your rules, obey all your commands, in exchange for asylum and being able to attend your school to thus further my weapons."

"Big words for such a little girl."

"Thank you. Please tell me no harm has come to my weapons."

"No! Of course not. They are simply in a holding cell that prevents them from shifting into their weapon forms. They are perfectly safe, my dear."

"Good. Do you agree to my terms?" she says seriously.

Shinigami rests a hand under his chin as if he  is thinking about it. "Hmm... You will be enrolled as a student at once!" he says brightly, not being able to remain serious for very long.

Mika smiles and nods. "You will not be disappointed, Shinigami."

"I better not be. One wrong move, one slip up, and you go back to your cell."

"Hai. Understood."

Then you are free to go. Follow Sid to the basketball court, give Maka Albarn this letter," he holds up a white envelope with his symbol over the opening, "and make some friends. I will find you a place to stay in Death City. Until then, you are free to stay in the room beside Crona's, without the chains."

"Thank you, Shinigami." she nods, following the zombie out of the room.

That went better than I expected. She thinks to herself, a peaceful smile on her face.