A/N: Re-edited version. Enjoy!
He was loud, she was quiet.
He was rude, she was kind.
He was bold, she was shy.
Two, as opposite as day and night.
Two, who got along yet so perfectly.
Finally, today was the day that Black Star would turn Tsubaki into one of Shinigami's death scythes. They've resulted with a grand total of 99 Kishin souls, and were currently duelling for the final soul, a witch's. Perhaps being the last team out of their friends to complete the death scythe process wasn't so bad, if you were the ones to collect the soul of the crown-throne witch. Yes, after two whole years spent on tracking down the grand witch had finally paid off. Tsubaki would gain abilities that would make her one of the strongest weapons, ever. Black Star shot a quick glance at Maka and Soul as they reached out for the soul of a Kishin they just defeated. He smirked as he saw Soul consuming the soul, and then went for the final blow towards the dying queen witch who was lying limp on the pavement. The witch cringed and made a weak attempt to free herself from the chains and shadows pinning her down. Black Star's daily physical training with his partner was expectantly useful after all.
"Tsubaki! Shadow Star Chain of Blackness mode!"
"Right!"
Before the shadow weapon had a chance to finish her transformation, she was cut off and the insanity began.
Through her weapon reflection, Tsubaki saw from the corner of her eye, a witch speeding straight at them with a pitch fork like weapon aimed at her meister's spine. Black Star was much to engaged in abolishing the ruler than to pay attention to his disadvantage points.
A spatter, snap, and a thud was heard. Tsubaki's body fell face down onto the dirt road. Maka and Soul took no time to take in all of this and rushed almost immediately to Tsubaki's aid.
Black Star slowly turned around facing Maka, Soul, and his bleeding weapon. His hair shadowed over his eyes as he looked down to see Tsubaki.
His eyes locked in place as his silky azure hair towered over them. He could hear faint yelling coming from Maka and her scythe as they panicked at the situation. His sight dropped into a blur as the milliseconds went by. Before time reached into a full two seconds, a seemingly permanent inhuman smile stretched from ear to ear, clearly displaying his perfect white teeth. He saw that the witch was still chained in place glaring devilishly at the four students. Black Star was furious! He took off jumping from roof to roof with speed star as Maka screamed for him to come back. But her calls were ignored, and Black Star's insane smile just got wider.
'What a dangerous position to play at! That kid had an incredibly large soul wave length along with that blade of his. What the hell was she thinking? Sending me through mental communication when I was in the middle of my snack? Queen or not, she looked pretty dead to me. Pfft- and they say she's the STRONGEST? How pathetic.' The middle aged witch thought as she returned her pitch fork weapon into a carry size charm. She inserted the pitch fork into her leek-green hair as a pin, and chuckled towards the now rising and laughing moon. She sat down on a high roof top and thought some more.
'At least I killed that kid's weapon. I used such a great attack too. No need to destroy that brat now. He has nothing to attack me with. Even if he does attempt to come at me, I'll rip him into shreds and eat his soul' she laughed to herself wildly, displaying her olive coloured teeth.
She took out two liquid like potato sized spheres from inside her black laced garb. She compressed the round objects together and a glass ball was formed. The witch whispered to the glass ball with her over-done lipstick covered lips, and it displayed lists of victims she murdered or will murder for souls. The witch chanted spells and names across the surface of the ball. The list expanded. She looked up once more, and took notice of the sunset and jumped off the roof with glass in hand—
That is, until a familiar blue haired boy clutched her boney ankle and tripped her. It made her face smash down to the outside wall of the building she was resting on. As for the ball, it fell into a gutter by the tall house and smashed into hundreds of unreconstructed pieces. The witch screamed.
Oh, but the woman's screams just powered Black Star's insanity. With her ankle still in hand, he repeatedly swung the witch into the building resulting in a large hole in the brick structure. Luckily no one was home to witness the horror of the female's bloody not to mention ruined facial features. Well, at least it was worse than before.
The young assassin crushed the magic caster's ankle and dropped her head first down to the dirt path beside the house. But the witch wasn't called WITCH for nothing. She herself is known as a high ranking being in the witches society.
She managed to land in a crouched position rather than the way the boy had dropped her. She brought forth her highest magic spell possible in her condition hoping that she would defeat and escape. Little did she know that according to Black Star, he was "the one who surpasses god". Black Star was also the one and only son of the legendary assassin White Star-sama. Although, he prefers not to talk about this parents.
"Kimidori Rakuda Kuru!", the witch yelled with her palms facing Black Star. Fast blueish-green liquid flew towards Black Star's face.
A/N: Till next chapter!
-N.L