Soul Eater Roleplay Prompt

(side note before you read this... I've had this idea in my head for a while, and I only just recently rewatched the first episode of Soul Eater. I have never read the manga, even if I should, and I haven't finished the anime yet. With these things in mind, this is something of an au "canon" and has no direct connections to the original ending to Soul Eater, from the anime or Manga, it only partially draws from the Source Material in regards to getting characters and personalities right. This would obviously include villains, and miscellaneous characters! So without further adieu~! I give you the prompt!! Please reach out if you want to roleplay it with me, but if you want to just use this prompt with another friend ect, you may!)

          She takes a breath, trying to steady herself for another burst closer to death city. Her breathing is already shallow, as despite her iffy control in that beast form, she is slowly injuring herself from pushing herself too hard. "Though," she says sucking in a pained breath,"This curse got me away to get help... And kept me from overheating. It doesn't change the fact that they need help, and in order to do that I need to move quickly."
          The girl takes a breath, finally feeling somewhat stable,"Don't worry mom, bro, I'll get you back. I have to, you're all I have left..."
          She grasps at the water bottle on her belt, before disconnecting it. She greedily drinks the remaining contents of the bottle before swiping the moisture left on her face and lips, with the back of her hand. "Ok," she mumbles,"You've got one more burst left in ya...but let's hope it's enough."
          She rolls her shoulders, re ties her dark grey hoodie around her waist, and closes her eyes. When she opens them they look more beast like, and her blue eye on the left now shared the color of right one, red pink. They both were glowing, and her dark hair, and bangs, that usually covered the right side of her face began to float. The large shiny black patches scattered randomly on her body began to cover her completely. The 3 pointed horns on her head began to grow, along with the rest of her body, as she warped in shape. Her face formed a long snout, with sharp teeth protruding from the mouth. Her feet became more dog like, and she only stopped changing when she looked like a large black wolf with extremely messy fur. She almost appeared jagged, and seemed fearsome. She growled, looking straight ahead, before charging forward. "I need to get close to Death City please!" She thought,"Even if I only get within a half mile, I could at least walk that last section in my human form. They need help, I can't loose them too!"
          In Death City, Lord Death watched from his mirror. He watched the large horned wolf approaching, and wondered why the soul seemed human. It was only when it skidded to a halt, and turned back into a young girl that he realized why. "A witches curse," He mumbled thoughtfully,"Shadow Beast curses haven't been used in years, but her control over that curse is much better than most."
          He then turned to the mirror, and said,"Death Scythe, and Stine, please report to me shortly."
          When he looked back at the girl, he noticed her bleeding, all the while pulling the hoodie she had tied around her waist, on to her body...
          Back near the border of Death City, the girl was zipping the hoodie shut, and carefully pulling the hood over her head. Her horns fit into pockets at the top of the hood which appeared to be cat ears on the outside. "Perfect," she mumbled,"Now that I'm covered people won't turn me away for being cursed. Don't worry guys I'll come back with help soon."
          The girl walked tiredly into the streets of the city, and began looking for the DWMA. As she did, she took note of the tall buildings, remarking mentally on the differences from when her mom had lived there, as well as; when she attended the aforementioned school. Just as she was about to speed up in her search, she saw something fly at her in attack. A kishin saw her, and picked her as their next meal. She sighed, using her curse to harden a shell over her skin just before being knocked into a wall. Screams arose from near by spectators, as she carefully stood to her feet. When just when she thought she'd have to fight alone, a young girl with a red, black, and silver scythe blocked the kishins next strike. "Get out of here!" She exclaimed,"Soul and I, got this!"
          The girl would have argued, were it not for the fact that she didn't want to admit to her curse at the moment. So she nodded making the decision to hide somewhere near by to help them if they needed it. She ran around a corner and kneeled down to watch. From there she got a better look at the Meister who helped her. She had beige blonde hair, fair skin, and a small figure. Her long black tailed coat made her curves more visible, and the white gloves were at least some form of protection if there were to be an argument between herself and her weapon. Soul, the weapon, was your typical Meister favorite, a scythe, prefect for reaping kishin, and witch, souls alike. She watched carefully, until the Meister was knocked from her feet. "Maka!" Soul cried in warning from his weapon form.
          Maka gasped trying to get to her feet quickly, but not being quick enough. The kishins claws were sure to kill her, but they didn't. The girl had jumped infront of Maka and Soul creating a wall with her curse. The girl groaned in pain as the claws in the wall. She had already over used this power today, so she was protecting them at her own expense. She pushed the kishin back as blood began to seep through her clothes, and her fingertips. She was barely staying standing when Maka took out the kishin amidst the confusion. "Are you alright?" Stine asked the girl, causing her to face him.
          The girl tried to nod, but her ears had already begun to ring, and his voice had sounded distorted. The world became a blur of colors and lights until she finally fainted from blood loss.....