Intro: Set 8 months after the devastating defeat of Shibusen against Medusa, Dais and the Kishins.

Disclaimer: Soul Eater and all original Soul Eater characters belong to Atsushi Ōkubo. The OCs belong to their respective owners.

Chapter 1: Bon appétit.

A flowing dress made out of perpetually frozen ice, which was enhanced with witch magic so that it was extremely flexible. It also provided a kind of armor. Nila's trademark dress rested on a hanger in the bathroom.

Around her neck was still the silver chain that her mother once wore, with a pendant in the shape of a sparrow hanging from it. Also her orange-red hair remaind its shoulder-length. Her soft ice-colored eyes, sharp cheekbones, full lips and petite nose presented an interesting contrast to the whites and blues of her attire.

The warm water was streaming down her motionless body. Nila gazed at the wall, her eyes were blank and it seemed that she wasn't even noticing the water.

Kenji had slightly grown and now kept his dirt-brown hair rather short. Shrouded in a tattered, forest-green hoodie, the broad-shouldered boy with the handsome face turned 15 two months ago and always looked after his Meister and sister with his emotionless black eyes.

And now he stood in front of the kitchen table and prepared a mighty-fine soup for everyone.

Momo, the energetic ten year old with a twisted mind and manipulating skills hadn't lost her smile. She was always smiling, constantly calculating and plotting. Her red sundress had a little autumn leaf pattern around the hem now also bore a pitch black mojo at the right. The star shaped mojo was the last she had from Notiic and her story.

The mojo was furiously dangling as the young lady raced through the house.

Meko Mikune, the young, quiet and emotional witch girl with brown hair and her partner Damion Phillips had also travelled along. The sleeveless top she wore has a picture of a bunny on it, her signature animal.

Damion, the Demon Scythe and Weapon partner to Mikune has kept his laid-back and nonchalant personality, as he tried to act as cool as his cousin Soul Eater Evans. He wore black skinny jeans, and a midnight blue t-shirt. On both of his wrists were black bracelets with silver spikes. He had a single midnight blue streak, and a diamond studded ear ring in one ear.

The two were walking through the grassland and enyed the cool wind.

Lucian, the oldest of the group, still mourned after Notiic. The wizard's selfish and distant attitude only intensified through the loss of the one he truely respected, however there is a little spot for those around him. He kept his black silky hair long, and the black trench coat always rested in proximity of the mage.

Pale skin, dark brown hair, purple eyes and black nail polish in baggy black clothes. Draco looked like many. Most of the time he's fairly stoic, but when he lost his temper, it's more like a calm before the storm sort of feeling.

He collected weird things like voodoo dolls, mystic tomes, and any other weird or creepy thing he could find. He believed even the most ludicrous occult theories, but he had his moments where he's exactly right on. Despite his heritage and occult obsession he's never fallen under the 'Sway of Magic' though he's always been teetering on the edge.

Polite, quiet and shy. She often acted more like Draco's assistant than his partner. She constantly got annoyed with him, yet still loved him. She had a mischievous side, yet most of the time acted a little too uptight. Due to her shy personality she was often underestimated or over looked, yet was very skilled in her own right.

Suzumi brought a new definition to the word odd. She wore two black bat shaped clips on either side of her head, a tan plaid mini skirt, knee length white socks, red scarf tie, tan sweater vest, long sleeved white collared shirt with cuffs at the end of the sleeves and black shoes.

Another new duo that had joined the team consisted of Starr Musanote, a 15 year old female Meister with brown hair usually done in a braided bun. Starr had green eyes and found great joy in hearing music and reading books. And Strike, Starr's Weapon partner, who served her as a powerful Barbed Whip.

Rickter Corz, a 16 year old Meister who was even more laid back than Damion ever was, had also joined their ranks. The sarcastic boy was a realist, analyzer and his partner's placebo. Rickter went by what some would call "Smart but lazy".

About 5 feet 10 tall, Rickter has messy black hair and red eyes. He wore a dark green jacket over a black shirt, black jeans and converse. Overall, he looked and behaved like he has no personal hygiene. Zira Extolier, Rickter's Weapon partner, was a very prideful girl.

Expressive about her emotions, but was irritated very easily. She spoke out without thinking about her words before they came out of her mouth. When it matterd to being more nicer she may felt awkward and blurtted out something totally random as an excuse. She was a little socially awkward from her isolated past when in a large group.

However, compared to her partner Rickter, she was very responsible. She wore a white woolen sweater, black-red shorts, black socks and combat boots. She had white hair that's long on her left side and short on her end strands of her hair are black from what happened in her childhood. She's 5 foot 3 tall and her skin was only a little pale from lack of sunlight when she was younger.

And last but not least, Chaos Organize. She's a Pre-Kishin who was on the verge of succeeding Asura as much as Nila did. The 13 year old girl was a mix between happy-go-lucky and incredibly random. Justin Law's niece and also an autonomous Weapon, she followed somewhat in the footsteps of Justin.

Chaos wore a white tank top, red combat pants, red head phones, has waist length white hair, blood red eyes, a slender body with slight curves and a lightly tanned skin. Although she looked like an albino, she was not.

They are all that was left from Shinigami's beloved Shibusen. Thanks to Notiic T. Skarachi's piteous sacrifice, they could live. The team had established a new home at an abandoned hut in New Zealand.

"Hey Chaos." asked Momo whilst she jumped into the room.

"nnnnnnnnnnnwwwwwhuat?"

"Dinner is done!" Momo's smile widened even more.

Chaos sighed and unplugged her earphones, the music became hearable. "Okay, give me a min."

"Yup yup yup yup yup!" cheered the young girl and stormed out of the room again.

Momo took a sharp turn and rushed into the room next door. "Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiicki! Ziiiiiiiiiiira!"

"What? What is it?" Zira's angry voice didn't scare Momo but instead made her chuckle.

"Wake up~~~ It's dinner!"

Deep and loud groaning spawned from Rickter's corner.

Zira instantly knew that they will be late for dinner. "Y-yeah okay thanks Momo. I'll have to wake Rickter up first."

Momo hastily nodded and bolted off into the next room.

"Hey Suzumi!" yelled Momo through the entire hallway as she spotted her at the other side of the floor.

"Hey~ ... " grumbled Suzumi. "How can Momo already be such a pain in the ass?"

Eventually Momo sneaked into Draco's and Suzumi's room. The latter didn't bother to wake her Meister up, but that's what Momo is here for.

Slowly she leaned closer to the still sleeping Draco. When she was close enough to hear him peacefully breathe, Momo intercepted his mojo-atmosphere.

"Hey Draco."

"hmpf?"

"It's dinner."

"hmpf."

"No really, food."

"hmpf?"

"Seriously."

"hmpf."

"I'll go ahead and drink your soda."

"Die."

"Coming?"

"Give me a minute you devil."

Momo began to chuckle once more and walked off. Annoyed and finally awake, Draco turned and saw how Momo waltzed out of the room.

In the kitchen stood Lucian and Kenji, eagerly preparing dinner for all the hungry souls. Fortunately the untouched hut offered everything the team needed.

"Where are Nila, Mikune, Momo and Damion?" queried Lucian as he overlooked Kenji's soup-in-the-making.

Kenji lifted his head from the pot and looked at Lucian, thinking. "Momo is rallying the horde. Nila is in the bathroom and Mikune and Damion are outside shooting the breeze. ... I think."

Raising an eyebrow Lucian shook his head. "Children."

"At least their taste in fashion isn't as scary as yours, Lucian."

Lucian snorted and took a seat. "And your fashion is the wrong way round." he commented.

"What?" Kenji turned and eyed Lucian with utter surprise. The mage pointed at Kenji's pants.

When the Weapon looked down, he realized that his pants were the wrong way round.

"What a fashion." laughed Lucian. Kenji, slightly blushing, admitted defeat and signalized that he's back in a minute or two.

After three more minutes, the "horde" was assembled at a well-laid table.

"Bon appétit!"

Later that day, Zira and Rickter were sitting on a self-made bench in the meadows. There had been nothing but tranquillity in the air, so it was nice to relax. They all had become really good friends in the last four months.

And since Kenji's birthday two months ago and a rather humorous little celebration that followed, the newer members had time to properly become integrated. Sometimes Lucian and Kenji took Zira and Suzumi with them for search for food and the four became the cooks of the gang.

Nila and Chaos got along pretty well as both shared a strong connection to insanity and its influence. Draco frequently found entertainment in observing Zira's methods to wake a sleeping Rickster.

Momo gained the position of the annoying little sister who never shuts up. Mikune and Damion enjoyed a rather neutral position and as such, always ended up being the rope in the tug o' war-like altercation. Lucian was always delighted in watching the quarrelling. All in all they turned into an unique family.

Yours faithfully,

Skadow