Disclaimer: If I owned Kingdom Hearts and/or Soul Eater, there would be something seriously wrong, as I do not it's all good however.

This starts very close to the end of 385/2 Days on the Kingdom Hearts timeline and the prologue takes place after episode twelve of the Soul Eater anime.

It was hard to explain but that creepy moon that always had blood dripping from its mouth seemed… darker tonight. Although now was hardly the time to be taking observations of the moon when you're possibly fighting for your life. She had thought this place was supposed to be easy, it might sound bad but she did pick this place because it should've been easy. Of course the strange creatures she was fighting weren't letting up, for every single one she destroyed it was like two-no three-more took its place.

Her name was Marie Mjolnir. She was the death scythe that headed the Oceania division of the DWMA. Marie is a young woman around the age of 25-30. She has large, caramel eyes, and long blonde hair that hung loosely. She wears a black dress with a large, golden, zig-zag pattern in the front from the waist down. In addition she wore heels and an eye patch on her left eye that had a thunderbolt insignia imprinted on it.

"There's no choice." She murmured to herself when she finally got a break and the horde of creatures was gone for the moment. So far whenever they did this they always came back in greater numbers than the last time. Truthfully, she wasn't sure if she'd be able to hold off much longer. Marie ran across the street to the nearest window breathed on the glass and quickly tracing and muttering the numbers under her breath as she did, "forty two, forty two, five sixty four."

Thank goodness the response was fast, although Shinigami appeared rather surprised seeing who it was. "Marie?" Most would be startled to see the black figure with a cartoonish skull mask as a face, but Marie was relieved.

Marie glanced over her shoulder, the creatures were coming back in the biggest horde yet, and inside she could've sworn a part of her died. "Sir, I need back-up here!" She glanced back at the mirror. "They keep on coming and I've never fought something like these before!" She got ready to fight, turning her back to the window.

On the other side of the mirror, in the Death Room, Shinigami looked unusually serious. He'd been hoping never to see those creatures on his world again. Now they apparently have shown up in Oceania in hordes which meant something was summoning or attracting them. Whatever it was, it was probably in Oceania as well. He watched as the fight restarted and then suddenly stopped as the creatures suddenly retreated. Strange.

Marie looked back to them with a look of confusion. "I'm not sure what's going on here but do you know anything about this Lord Death?"

Shinigami was silent for a moment before nodding. "Those were Heartless. And they only come when trouble is brewing. There are some things I need you to keep an eye open for-no pun intended."

Marie nodded. "I'm listening."

A sigh. "I don't get it." Said a pale, white haired kid with red eyes and shark-like teeth. He had his hands behind his head. Clothing-wise he wore a yellow and black jacket with buttons going down the front. Around his head is a sweatband that has a sticker with his name 'Soul' on and a circular logo featuring a red-lipped mouth bearing pointed fangs surrounded with the letters 'E-A-T.' He also wore a pair of maroon pants, and yellow and black sneakers with a pattern on the soles resembling his teeth.

"Hmm… I don't either, but there's sure to be a reason." The girl walking next to the albino said thoughtfully. Her hair was an ash blonde color and in pig tails and she had green eyes. She wore a white blouse with a yellow sweater vest, a red plaid skirt, and black boots with white buckles. Her name was Maka. "Even when I said we were almost at the city we were ordered to return immediately."

"A waste of time on our part." The albino said as they continued up the steps to the school, the DWMA.

"Black Star better not rub it on that he finished his assignment when he gets here later." Maka muttered as she looked up at the academy, or DWMA, Death Weapon Meister Academy.

"Uh… I don't think he'll be able to." Soul said as they reached the top of the steps only to see the blue-haired nut with a god complex who appeared to be complaining endlessly, of what sounded like he too had been called back.

"Strange I think I even just saw Kid." Maka said looking around with a frown. "I wonder if everyone's been called back then. Maybe something big happened."

That day the halls of the DWMA seemed a bit more crowded than usual. By noon there were plenty of rumors and speculations floating about regarding why everyone had indeed been called back today. Most teachers seemed to know as much as the students did, and the few that might know wouldn't say anything regarding the subject. Something strange was going on; for once the Death Room was even closed off to students for some reason. Apparently Lord Death was busy with something important, what it was could be anyone's guess.

Not long past noon, during classes there was the sound of rushing footsteps through the halls, but whatever had or was happening was once more chocked up to rumors and speculation. All this was starting to get a tad bit annoying in the opinions of some. Finally there was an announcement towards the end of the day, that was to explain some things. Although it wasn't Lord Death but the Death Scythe Spirit Albarn speaking.

"I know there have been a lot of questions going around regarding the total extracurricular assignment recall that took place early this morning and I'm going to be clarifying things a little. One of the Death Scythes made a call to Lord Death." There was a pause to let the news sink in. The Death Scythes normally kept to themselves so a call to Lord Death had to mean something was going on. "I am sorry to say that dangerous creatures called Heartless have been spotted. They're not like the Kishin eggs some of you normally fight. Until further notice all extracurricular assignments are cancelled. All problems are to be taken up with your teachers. That is all."

Just like that the school was in a complete uproar. One should feel sorry for the teachers whose desks were crowded immediately after the announcements. Well, the teachers that didn't scare and-or creep out their students anyways.

So, there's the prologue. Didn't want it to be this short but there wasn't much more to put in on my part. The first chapter should be up soon. After I update all my other works that are badly in need of updates. Which will not take long seeing as the part of me that writes has become extremely hyper over the past week.