(Her clothes look like this, but the image is not mine. None of them are)(also don't pay any attention to the chapter/part number. Idk where that got so goofed but it did. There's nothing missing tho so it should be fine)
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"Hey Maka! Hey Soul! How did it go?! Did you get the soul?!" Anara ran up to her blonde and silver haired friends. It was the last one they had to get before they could go after a witch's soul and make Soul into a Death Scythe.
"Yep! We went after a witch too, but she got away. Were going back to try again tomorrow tonight." Maka smiled, but eyes got dark when she mentioned the witch. "What are you doing at the DWMA this late?"
"I couldn't sleep and it has the best view of the city lights at night. Was the witch powerful?"
"Well-"
"Do we really have to kill her?" Soul ignored the murderous look Maka gave him. "I mean there are probably plenty of witches out there who are more of a menace. I mean, it isn't cool to kill an innocent..." Soul mumbled. Maka began to yell at him. Something about "stupid men" and "Nosebleeds". Anara giggled. Someone seems jealous! Their golden haired friend didn't mind the arguing, they were like this all the time. Also, she totally shipped them. Even when they are fighting they're adorable together.
The next night the pair tried again, and again the next, and the next. Many more arguments were involved. And reaper chops. When they finally came back to school having killed the witch, it turns out it wasn't a witch at all but just "A cat with a ridiculous amount of magical power." Now they had to start all over.
(Lol I'm lazy so I'm not going to do episode two because Anara doesn't have a part in that one really either so were skipping straight to three. It'll be longer, I promise)

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Here There be Witches
FanfictionAnara is the daughter/son of Medusa who was thrown out for not being able to turn them self into a weapon like their father (who they never knew) and for not being able to use normal witch powers. Instead, they can summon any kind of weapon to their...