The black haired male was panting heavily as he carried his meister in his arms. He looked back once in a while as he transformed his free hand into a gun, shooting the kishin that was chasing them.

"Come on, Kimi! Wake up! You aren't that weak!"

he growled as he continued to shoot it. The Kishin grinned as it caught the weapon's leg, making him trip and land face first. He looked at it as it drooled over the two, his mouth opening as wide as it could until a slash was heard from the other side. The Kishin froze until it screeched into the night sky, his body dissolving and the red soul appearing. On the other side, stood a meister with sandy brown hair, her once scythe turning back into a boy with white/silver hair. The boy approached the small kishin soul and swallowed it whole, sighing contently as soon as he finished it. The girl took notice of the boy holding his meister in his arms.

"Are you okay?"

she asked, kneeling beside him. The weapon was a bit taken back as he continued to hold his meister in his arms. The girl blinked as the silver haired boy stood next to her.

"Maka, look at her. That Kishin looked like he tore her apart."

"That's right..we should take them to the DWMA. Maybe they can-"

"No!"

the boy on the ground shouted slightly, catching the two by shock. He stood up weakly, holding onto her even tighter. He growled slightly before jumping onto a rooftop, suddenly disappearing into the night. Maka and Soul looked up at where he left off with his meister.

"Geez, what's his problem..?"

Soul grunted as he scratched the back of his head. He huffed as he let out a sigh. Maka continued to look up, her facial expression a bit confused.

"I don't know but..we shouldn't butt into their business.."

"We practically saved their lives..! Those idiots..think they can just-"

"Shut up Soul. They could just be in a hurry."

"Well, Whatever. It wasn't cool to just ditch out on us like that."

"I know..Let's just look for that witch soul so you can become a death scythe."

Maka sighed as she looked around Death City. Maka huffed however, looking around the designated area where she heard that the soul would be.

"Maybe we scared it off?"

"I don't know but..its supposed to be around her somewhere.."

"This is going to take forever, Maka!"

The weapon placed his meister down gently as a tall man stood in the back, staring down at the two. He placed a palm over her torso, a small white light forming from the bottom of his palm. The girl gasped into small gasps, her eyes opening wide.

"It was about time you woke up, Kimi."

the tall man spoke as she looked up at him, slightly terrified. He continued to look at her, her weapon standing beside her as well.

"You did a great job pursuing that filthy man into becoming a Kishin. However.." he continued. "Despite that you couldn't make it out on time, you ended up in that kind of condition."

Kimi looked down as she started to feel disappointed in her so called 'work'. The tall man sighed as he looked out the window, the gigantic moon grinning toward Death City. The papers were starting to crumple in his hands, a wide grin forming onto his lips.

"Kimi..and Mark..I have a new assignment for the both of you.."

they continued to look down at the ground, due to respect as they patiently waited for their assignment.

"You two..will enter the DWMA, where you will lead us into Lord Death's room. From there, we will gather and take over Death City.."

he grinned, the paper that were once in his hands, not in flames and on the ground as they burned into ashes. The two, their heads still bowed as they replied with a slightly muttered, 'Yes Master'.

"And as a demon, I command you two..witches..to do as I say.."

he growled, looking at them with red, evil eyes. They nodded as he looked away, waving them off.

"You are dismissed."

"Yes master.."

they said in unison as they slowly exited the room. The demon looked out the window, glaring down the DWMA.

"Death…you will soon come to it.."