SNAKES AND STITCHES, SCYTHES AND WITCHES
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Chapter 1: Unexpected Visitor
"Oh boy…this is gonna be a long night…" Stein mumbled as he typed lazily at his keyboard, taking another drag off his crumbling cigarette. The ashes glowed, then fell to the floor, smoldering slightly. Lord Death had asked him to create a new curriculum for the DWMA since the defeat of Asrua, and it didn't look like he was ever going to finish anytime soon. Stein sighed, looking up at the clock. The small scalpel pointed almost at the 12, while the large one pointed in the same direction. Crap, hethought, almost midnight. The witching hour. Stein laughed sadly to himself. Witch. That word brought back bitter-sweet memories of the person he held close to his heart- Medusa. She was the only person he had any connection with, and now she was gone, purged from this world by Maka's Majin Hunter. Although it pained Stein to no end to see her gone, it was the only way to stop her. He could still remember the look on her face as she was ripped from Rachael's body-longing, sadness, but most of all, confusion. Confusion as to why he let her go. Confusion as to why he let Maka kill her. He didn't want to let her go-quite the opposite. He wanted to lose himself in her eyes, the way they held a captivating mystery. He loved the way she held herself, her soft skin gently gliding down her curvy hourglass figure, her petite hips and…Stein had to stop his imagination from running away from him. Stein interlocked his fingers, stretching his arms above his head, and then let his arms fall to his side in a wide arc, leaning a little to the left. With nothing left to do, Stein shut down the computer and headed to his room, ready for a good night's sleep.
When morning arrived, Stein opened his eyes and immediately knew something was wrong. What was worse, he didn't know what it was. This confused him greatly. As he looked around the room, he saw nothing out of…wait a minute. Did he leave the bathroom light on…AND the shower? He tilted his head back and turned his bolt a few times, trying to piece together last night. Did he start a shower, and then pass out before he had a chance to jump in? No, he would have made sure to shut off both the water and the light before he fell asleep. So that left only one possible answer-an uninvited guest was in his house. How did I not hear or sense them when I was asleep? He wondered, turning his bolt a few more times. Did they slip me something? No, he concluded, my senses would have alerted me if any foreign contaminant had entered my body. Suddenly, there was the familiar squeak of the dials, and the sound of the water stopped. Whoever this home-invader was, they were getting out. What was worse, he couldn't read their soul wavelength. Stein readied his Soul Shock, determined to teach this intruder a lesson they'll never forget. He slowly walked over to the bathroom, pushing the door open slowly. What he wasn't prepared for was everyone's favorite witch humming in his bathroom, eyes closed, brushing her hair, wearing nothing but a towel!