Ourano. The perfect place. 2,222. The perfect population. Haven Shooters. The perfect defense and profession. Rijie. The perfect district. The Novans. The perfect family. Adelaide Novan. Not the perfect person.

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Crimson liquid stayed motionless in front of her and every once in a while showed a small ripple caused by a slight vibration of movement. It's always like this. Like 2 guilty men in court they argue trying to find the culprit of their dilemma. They already know. Alone as she thinks this she smirks. Then it turns into a sickening laugh.

"THEY ALREADY KNOW IT'S THEMSELVES!" She says between chuckles. "And yet…..I'm always blamed." She says as her voice slurs out, tears silently rolling down her rosy cheeks. "LIARS! THEY'RE ALL LIARS! EVEN TO THEMSELVES!" she screams while fisting her hands. She opens her dusty emerald eyes to find only a blurred image of darkness. Her broken scream echoes through the confines of her shadowy prison and she eventually loses consciousness. It's always like this. Always has been that way. Nothing changed and everything always remained like this for her. Argument after argument then an "IT'S YOUR FAULT!" and finally to top it off with a tasty cherry they put her in a dark punishment room.

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My breath comes out in huffs and my legs are now heavy with fear. My parents had another argument just like they always do but today it was somehow different. They were angrier and the punishment was worst. Tears streamed down my cheeks and I squeezed my eyes as a form of preventing myself from shedding more. Why did they always do this? Unbeknownst to me I'd gone way past the Ouranian sky border and was nearing Death city. As I stumbled through the strange streets I could feel something wrong flowing through the air.

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"Please, please everybody quiet down. The reason why I've called you all here, faculty and students alike is because there is a great threat roaming Death City!" said lord death with a concerned tone. Everybody gasped as the worst ran through their minds.

"Is it that Medusa hag again!" asked Kirikou.

"No! It is far worst!" Lord death responded. "I shall show you." He announced.

Spirit rolled around a large mirror with an annoyed look on his face. The glasses got blurry but soon focused on an image.

"The male in the mirror is in ex death scythe that I used to wield. He was my first weapon but sadly turned on me and the school." He said worriedly "He was very powerful and took the form of a chainsaw!" he added excitedly.

"Quit praisin the guy! Ya said he was evil so what's with it?" Asked Soul irritated. Lord death seemed startled at first but huffed and seemed to be ready to continue. He was stopped from actually doing so by Maka.

"DON'T INTERUPT LORD DEATH, SOUL!" She yelled frustrated and added a Maka–chop just to show it.

"Well as I was saying…he was named Zalo Cynhart." A picture of a man around the age of 23-28 with dark brown spiked hair and a smirk on his face appeared on the screen. "He is an incredible fighter and not even I have beaten him."

"Not to put you in question Lord Death but…what can we do?" Maka asked with sincere worry.

"I want you to capture him." He deadpanned.

"WHAT!" they all yelled in unison.

"You heard me." He said with a giggle.

"Father, you just stated that he was a great fighter! Even better than you, so how do you expect us to capture him?" Questioned Kid.

"He's currently very weak from escaping the witch prison and has power restraintment shackles so it should be an easy retrieve." He informed happily. "Besides I just want Black star and Tsubaki to go. Though it hurts me to admit it they are probably the most fit for this job.

"HA! I'M THAT GREAT!" Black Star proclaimed loudly.

Tsubaki smiled quite proudly yet blushed.

"Well Tsubaki, Black star please be ready to depart to your first location in the early morning."

"Hai!"

"ALRIGHT!"

Maka grabbed her stuff and headed to the exit of the school with Soul tailing close behind.

"Man, it's late. Why couldn't lord Death do this earlier?" Said Soul as he straddled his motorcycle and turned it on. (do u turn a motorcycle on or do u start it? I don't know! Lol XD) Maka put her and Soul's books in her bag and hung it from her shoulder.

"Well with that I agree. It's pretty useless info though, since we aren't even on the mission but I guess it was a helpful update." She said as she climbed on behind Soul, smiling. They whirred through the streets and everything seemed to be a blur. Maka gripped probably tighter than necessary and nuzzled her head on Soul's shoulder. Noticing the close contact he turned his head back slightly to face her.

"Ya mind?" he asked in a monotone voice that hid his frustration.

Maka blushed and removed her head disappointed.

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SWISH! SWISH! SWISH! Two dark figures whisked from tree to tree.

"AHHH! IT'S SO DAMN EARLY!" announced Black star in frustration.

Tsubaki just looked worriedly at Black star but decided against speaking. Currently they were heading to the outskirts of Death City and the terrain had changed drastically. It was steeper and there was a lot more greenery in the surroundings. Unlike Black star, Tsubaki quite enjoyed the scenery and secretly tugged behind to marvel at the beauty. Black Star halted and Tsubaki thankfully reacted quickly and stopped as well. She gazed at what was below and saw their target. Below Zalo sat on the ground panting. He'd been on the run for several days. When were they gonna stop bothering him, damn it! They didn't get what was going on. He opened his previously closed eyes and scanned the area around him. He knew people were chasing him so it didn't surprise him to feel waves of unknown resonance. 'They must be idiots! They don't have soul protect.'

Figuring their mistake Tsubaki quickly turned her on but forgot about Black star. FERCHUNK! A knife lodged itself in the bark of a tall tree. Exactly where Black star's head used to be.

"Ha…too close." Black star whispered under his breath as he pressed his back to the tree.

"There's no fuckin' reason in hiding."

Sweat dropped from Tsubaki's forehead and she tried to think of a plan. Her blood ran cold and her heart beat stopped as she witnessed a figure land beside her. Warm breathe danced across her right cheek and ghosted to her ear.

"Found ya!"

"Lord Death ya might want to look at this" said Spirit nervously watching the whole ordeal play out. "Damn it I thought you said he was weak! He's going to kill them!"

"Get them out!" lord Death commanded.

Lights flashed in front of Tsubaki's eyes and colors slid from place to place like trickling water. When she reacted she found herself staring at a stark white ceiling. 'Black Star!'

"Don't worry he's just fine." Said Cynia, the new nurse. After Medusa left, they had no nurse hence they decided to get a real one and so they ended up with Cynia sensei. A retired young death scythe from Egypt. The 35 year old nurse with chocolate hair and dull blue eyes had 2 children and after her first son became a death scythe at the young age of thirteen she realized she wanted to be done with the death scythe thing and raise her last child; a spunky 9 year old girl with a bit of an attitude who was named Remiqua (RE-MIC-KAHH). She moved to the other bed and wrote some stuff down on her clip board. Tsubaki laid back and sighed.

She had no idea what happened.