She ran through the streets. Now empty. The moon guiding her path. She had slipped by any and all misters who tried to catch her. But now was her ultimate challenge. Lord death sent out his best weapon mister pair to apprehend her. Because her kind weren't allowed. Witches. She never used her power but she never had to. Her parents had been a weapon mister pair. Her mother a weapon and her father a mister. She was both a weapon and a mister. So she had no need for her powers. But now she was being chased and she let her self get distracted. She tripped and fell. Stein and Spirit caught up to her. Stein lifted her up and sent his soul wavelength through her. She went flying back hitting her head and back against a wall. Spirit now in syth form was pressed against her thought. "Give up. Artimas the Witch" Stein said.