Fear and Desire.
A/N: I'm a terrible person who is bad at abstinence. This is written for one reason. Smut. I wanted Kid and Crona to get it on, and keep getting it on so I thought of the porniest idea I could. Viva la Alpha/Beta/Omega dynamics! (Miesters are Alphas and Weapons are Betas. Humans don't have any kind of sex dynamic. Witches have a history of being Omegas but they have started dying out in recent generations with none recorded in the past 200-100 years.)
Characters are aged up to 16/17 ish, and Crona is a female who considers themselves to be female. She/her pronouns used. Lots of the dialogue from the beginning is stolen straight from the manga/anime. But then it takes a turn...
Chapter 1
Maka finished her killing blow, slicing Sonson J cleanly in half. It was a clear night in Italy and the mission was almost finished, all to do now was let Soul eat the kishin egg.
"Hey Soul? Do souls taste good? You seem to enjoy eating them." She asked when they were safely on the tiled roof of one of the buildings. Soul finished chewing the rubbery looking thing and swallowed.
"Yeah. They're good, not so much the taste more the texture when they're going down the throat. I love 'em." Her partner sent her a grin. Maka looked out over the town musing aloud,
"I wonder how Black*Star and Tsubaki's soul collection is going?"
Soul shrugged. "I dunno. They're pretty crazy for that 10,000 years no soul thing. The remedial lessons are gonna be killer."
"Poor Tsubaki. I feel so bad for her." Maka said. Soul started walking towards the ladder they'd 'borrowed' to get up on the roof.
"Wait here, I'll bring the bike around, 'kay?"
Maka started to agree but stopped halfway. "Wait Soul." Something was on the edge of her perception, a large amount of soul activity all in one place. A light summer breeze picked up. She lifted her head and inhaled. There was the scent of humans smelling like the earth and air, deep and clean. Soul's scent, the smell of a steady and dependable Beta, of a weapon and partner.
But there was one other. Maka straighten her spine and focused deep within, breathing deep, imagining that with every breath she took, she could see the radius of how far she could sense grow farther and farther.
"There's a reaction coming from within a church around a hundred meters from here. There's a technician and a weapon, with around fifty human souls surrounding them." She explained to Soul. "The human souls feel like the ones that attacked us today, that gang. They're not nice, but they're not enough to make Lord Death's list."
"So? It's a saturday, and this is Italy." Soul smirked. "I bet they're all just in heat and enjoying some good company."
"Moron! Don't joke around like that! We're DWMA students and it's our job to check it out." Maka snapped angrily and whirled around.
Soul stepped out of her way and rolled his eyes. "Alright fine. Lets go see." The Alpha tech stalked past him to the ladder. "But if it's just Black*Star saying 'Welcome to my big show' I'll cry."
~x~x~
The bike rumbled to stop outside the Church of Maria Novella.
"Man, I love all this gothic architecture!" Soul exclaimed, looking impressed by the building. Maka focused on sensing the souls inside and sniffed the air. She only heard him in the back of her head. With a startled gasp she jumped off the bike.
"No! That's impossible!" Maka ran towards the ornate wooden doors. "They've vanished."
"Huh? What, the bells? Yeah they have." Soul looked up at the tower.
"No. The human souls. Now it's just the weapon and the technician." Maka inhaled deeply again. Only the faint smell of human remained, blown about by the wind. She could smell another Beta. The other one though, she hadn't ever smelled that one in her life. It was delicate and ripe like fruit nearly gone bad. The smell of good earth after rain or the perfume Blair sometimes used before going to Chupra Cabras. It made her skin tighten and itch, the feeling that it was suddenly too tight around her. Her heart rate seemed to jump as well, like fight or flight instinct had pumped up her adrenaline.
'I feel like I shouldn't open this door.' Maka thought.
"But I have to know. It's my duty as a DWMA student and a tech." She said as she pushed the door open. It creaked but opened smoothly, the hinges well maintained even after three hundred years of service.
Inside the church seemed to be almost empty. There was only one occupant. A tall eerie figure stood towards the front past the pews, back turned to the door.
"Hello?" Maka tried cautiously. Why was there only one?! The smell was definitely coming from the figure. They turned.
"Those doors only open one way, right?" Pale blue eyes flickered around the cavernous room only landing on Maka for a moment. The voice was high and shaky.
"What the hell? There's only one here. Where's her partner?" Soul asked.
Maka could hardly keep the shock from her voice. "That's true. But there's two souls. So the weapon is inside her." Soul inhaled sharply, and his red eyes narrowed.
"What's that smell? Smells like fresh tomatoes." Maka didn't answer, instead focused on the girl who seemed to be talking to herself or to someone they couldn't see.
"Be careful! The weapon is coming out." Maka warned as Soul transformed and landed in her hands. The girl started to twitch faster, spasming violently and holding her head. First whimpers then screams of pain tore the silence. There was the sound of flesh and fabric ripping, and a massive black fountain seemed to gush out of her spine. The smell of Beta increased as it solidified.
In black and white it loomed over the girl. It looked like it was made of muscles and wore spiked white gloves. Something like a sick parody of a face was split by a large white scar and it's eyes had x shaped pupils.
It was like no weapon Maka had ever seen. She watched in petrified shock as it started beating it's host body. The girl squirmed in protest.
"No! Stop! That hurts Ragnarok! Stop it, you bastard!" She screamed shrilly.
"Oooh! Crona you're so scary when you get angry!" The mass growled, mocking its hosts frail attempts to shake it off.
"Stop! You know the hunting of human souls is forbidden! Are you students from Shibusen?" Maka interrupted, tightening her grip on Soul.
"Huh? Shibusen? What's that? She said it was okay. If she said it was okay I don't know why I shouldn't." The girl didn't look at Maka as the weapon jerked her head around in his hands.
The girl made monetarily eye contact and blushed. Was it the light or did it look grey? "I'm not very good at talking to girls…"
"It doesn't matter. Her soul looks delicious. Let's eat it!" The weapon said. The girl nodded and it melted back into black liquid.
"Get ready Maka! She's striking from below!" Soul warned.
With that, the fight was on.
~x~x~
Maka stared in horror as Soul fell to the ground, blood rapidly pouring out of his torso. She dimly registered the girl speaking, but couldn't tear her eyes away from her partner. Her stupid, brave weapon who had just stepped in front of a sword for her. She sank down next to him.
"Soul, oh my god. Soul." Maka whispered.
"Yes, I understand." The girl muttered. She raised the black blade preparing to bring it down on them.
"I'm sorry. It's all my fault." Maka crouched down low over Soul.
Black blood sprayed over the floor.
The girl let out a muted sound of surprise.
"Huh. Where did that come from?"
With a crashing impact the door splinted open and a leg kicked the girl halfway across the church.
"Doctor Stein!"
The scientist appeared through the door carrying a massive black scythe. If Stein was here then that would mean the scythe was -
Her papa. Spirit transformed into a human standing defensively in front of his miester and daughter as they tended to Soul.
He eyed the demon sword. It was weaker looking than he thought it would be and it smelled odd.
" Stein. What's up with this thing?" Spirit asked. Stein looked over at the sword who was still attempting to regain their footing. He inhaled deeply but stopped part way, his glasses flashing in the dim light.
"Doctor Stein?" Maka asked. "What is that? Or who is it?" The girl was having an argument with her weapon, who was sticking his head out from her chest.
"That's the reason the Shibusen was created. A kishin." Stein announced gravely, his voice oddly hoarse. Maka saw him inhale on his cigarette and lick his lips. The doctor looked at Spirit.
"Lord Death will want to know." Absently he nodded, still preoccupied.
"What the hell is that smell?" The red head blurted out, right before he realised that the girl was getting ready to attack again. Stein shook his head and Spirit shelved the question for later, getting ready for the fight.
~x~x~
After the witch left with the bizarre girl and weapon they rushed back to DWMA. Soul needed immediate attention and Stein had something new to tell Lord Death.
The doctor walked through the halls to Lord Death's room, distracted. The operation on Soul had gone as well as could be expected. It was good that all weapons had Beta hormones or the boy would have been in even more danger. It was bad enough that some of the black blood had gotten into him.
"~Hi Hi Hi! How goes it Stein?~" The cheerful reaper cocked his head at Stein.
"Soul should make a full recovery. Physically at least it won't be a problem. We will have to wait to see how the black blood affects him."
"That's good. I'd hate to see a promising young weapon taken out of commission so soon." The blank skull mask seemed to stare right into Stein's soul.
"Was there something else you needed to tell me Stein?" The doctor lit up a cigarette.
"The Miester who was wielding the demon sword Ragnarok. There's something," Stein took a long pause to inhale the smoke and blow it out again, "odd about her."
"Do you know what it is?" Lord Death's voice was as silly and inappropriate as ever, but there was a undercurrent of menace if Stein didn't get to his point.
"She's an Omega."
Lord Death didn't gasp but Stein could hear the surprise in his voice when he asked his next question.
"Are you sure?"
"I was able to smell her myself. They were hunting right after her heat, I'm demon sword Ragnarok's Beta pheromones blocked it somewhat but you never forget the smell of an Omega." Stein unconsciously licked at his lips again. "Even Spirit noticed."
The reaper said nothing for a long time. Stein finished his cigarette and stubbed it out on the back of his hand, dropping the butt in his pocket.
"Well this is certainly an interesting development!~ Thank you for telling me Stein!~ Have a good day now!" The reaper suddenly sang out cheerfully. Stein nodded and headed back into the school proper.