Soul eater: the return of mad max

Chap13: Morrigan

Hey guys. What's up? And no, it isn't the ceiling. It's probably already thanksgiving by the time I've finished it but just in case, HAPPY THANKSGIVING TO EVERYONE!!!! A bit much probably, but I like overdoing things like that. So, without further adieu, let's
Marissa: Wait, Dane!
Dane: Oh god. What is it?
Harisu: Well, we were just looking at the title and were wondering.....
Jenny: Who is this Morrigan chick? And why is it that she isn't from the original soul eater?
Dane: Ah, I'm actually quite glad you asked. Wait, did I just say I was glad about you guys asking me something? Jeez, I am going nuts.
Kitty: Dane! Where do you hide your popcorn!?! I'm out!
Dane: Wait, Kitty, stop! That's my secret stash! Don't mess with that!
Kitty: Oh, secret stash eh? I wonder what dirty things you are hiding in there.
Dane: Don't even think about it
Kitty: *open the box and pulls out random magazines*. Ooooo. Dane, how naughty of you.
Dane: 😓. Kitty. That's an Otaku USA magazine. Not some weird perversive manga.
Kitty: It's close enough! It even shows some nurse with a very short skirt on.
Dane: *sigh* She's the poster girl for the magazine. Now can we please move on to the book?
Harisu: Speaking of the book, why did you have to put all of the spiders on me?!?
Dane: Well, because you seemed the most vulnerable.
Jenny: And yet you had the girl in a wheelchair come with them?
Kitty: Hey, it's not her fault she can't move her legs...... or is it?
We all turn to Marissa
Marissa: Ya know, Dane is right, let's move on to the story okay?

Max's POV

This day just kept getting better and better. First we get attacked by an invisible lizard monster that nearly killed me and ripped up my favorite shirt, then when we got inside the base we split up, and even after that it still got worse. I slipped in a puddle and banged my head on the wall, dropped Claire again (I have got to try a different way to tie her to my hand because the double loop ain't working.) After finding her and wrapping her between individual fingers, (uncomfortable, but effective. And if I can't change fast enough I'll have a blessed silver knuckled hand to hold them off until I do have time.) we continue down the never ending tunnel. That is, until we do find the end. And it's no better than the beginning.
THE END

Wow. Just wow. You guys apparently don't know me, and are definitely lazy. There is no way that I'd end a series like that. We going till the next book boyee!

Emile open the rusty iron door, his revolver at the ready. It's pitch black, but thankfully we thought of that before hand. I call to Claire, and my right hand starts to glow a blue soul like color, faintly illuminating anything in front of me. Emile primes a flare and throws it into the room, then attaches a tactical flashlight to the under barrel of his gun. The flare sputters as it rolls, illuminating multiple cribs lined up in two rows. The flare continues until it bumps into something, but that something seems to be invisible. Great, just our luck. There were two lizard kishin.

The flare suddenly explodes, and the only source of light is coming from the right hand of yours truly. Which would be fine, if it wasn't for the fact that the kishin could see me. "Claire, psst! Could you turn it down a bit?" The light winks off entirely right as we hear the kishin scream. My helmet flips down and my eyes go to infrared. "Scatter!" I hear scuffling and soon see 8 bodies carrying varying weapons run in different directions and hide behind pillars and cribs. I peek around my pillar and look for a cold spot moving around the room.

I spot it heading towards Kid, checking behind cribs as it passes them. I change to my claw hands and run across the far wall, scratching my claws against the wall as I go. I hear something jump at where I was a moment earlier and slam into the wall, causing cracks to travel across it. I quickly roll past a pillar as I hear a hiss and just barely dodge a tail swipe that takes out a chunk of the pillar where my head was. I keep running and slide under a crib to hide. I hear it's footsteps as it nears me, and grab ahold of the framework above me. I pull myself into it right as I feel a blast of hot breath blow through the underside of the crib. And it smells like dead lizard.