Chapter One
The soft thud as her body hit the wall was inaudible to everyone else. They were too busy dealing with their own fights, scattered across the ancient ruins. Students everywhere were fighting for what could be the most important battle of this newly started war. This battle would decide who held control over the source of power hidden deep below the surface of the ground. But the battle was ended when the Witch's forces were called back. There would be no victory today and the DWMA knew this. Their forces were too wounded to continue. The students retreated, not knowing about the young meister that lay, wounded, as the life bled out of her, drop by drop.
"Students, I know that this has been a bit of a disappointment." Lord Death's voice rang out across the vast room as the students gathered together to find out what the next move would be. "Many of our close friends have been injured and most are still in the hospital wing recovering. On top of all that, we don't have control over the ruins of Pompeii and the power that lies beneath it, but we will come back from this. Right now, we need to rest and regain our strength" With that said, Lord Death waved everyone away and turned towards Dr. Stein.
"Now Stein, how are the students in the infirmary doing?" asked Lord Death.
"They're healing rapidly and they should be fine soon. We need to do something soon though. With Crona on our side, we are the only ones that can unlock the case that holds the power. As I'm sure you know we need a demon's touch to open it." Dr. Stein replied. "However, we are having a little trouble with him right now. He refuses to work with us until he gets to see Maka."
"So let him. Why shouldn't he be able to see her?"
"Well. You see, sir. Maka hasn't been seen since the battle. Nobody, not even her weapon partner Soul, knows where she is."
"Foolish child." The witch whispered as she looked down on the broken heap of a meister that lay before her. "You really thought you could fight me?" Smirking, she turned towards the door, leaving the healer to his work. Things were about to get interesting.