UPDATE: I R NEED OC(s)! So yeah, find some time and submit your characters if you want to join in the sequel! Kthxbye.

So yeah, my first attempt on here with writing. *itches head*. Therefore my idea runs like this: Imagine the Anime-canon storyline slightly mixed with the manga's and then that streams into my own version. The stereotypical "what-if" plot, I guess. Anyway, let's follow the anime until the episodes where Shinigami-sama assaults Arachnophobia with his uber wicked transformer-toy. Arachne had Asura within her castle to concentrate the madness wavelengths he emits, shrouding the entire world with madness. Maka, Black Star, Death The Kid and the rest of Shibusen then engages to stop this dilemma, and so on and so on. Now comes my flavor, *pretends to laugh*. What if … Arachne had a child, from none other than Asura himself? Yes, even the demon god of insanity was driven by the most primitive instincts, fear, survival, power and like duh, reproduction. (Besides, I had to laugh how large Arachne's boobs were when Asura rested his head in between them xD.) Note: Although several years have passed and maybe more will pass, the original Soul Eater characters haven't aged that much. Imagine them all around 17~ years of age.

Disclaimer: None of the characters of Soul Eater are mine, nor the anime, the manga, or anything else that is related to Soul Eater. Only my own character(s) are mine. Period.

Arachne lay on the ground, severely wounded and defeated. Maka and Soul stand triumphing over the witch, as they notice how the flow of madness ebbs away. "Your reign of chaos has ended, witch!" shouted Maka in no uncertain manner. Soul's victorious grin widened when he thought about devouring Arachne's soul and finally, achieving Death Scythe status. He kneeled down to Arachne and looked into the witch's eyes, seeing as the completely grey irises and pupils, each containing a black spider web pattern, were losing their sparkle. "I bet your soul tastes delicious." bragged Soul in a cool manner. "… The reign of chaos hasn't ended … it never … will." coughed Arachne with the last bits of vigor. When Arachne's whisper sneaked into Maka's ears, the young technician became furious. "Shut your mouth witch! Asura is dead! Madness will never prevail! We captured Medusa and her followers and now …" Slowly Maka began to enjoy every bit of her speech towards Arachne, fully knowing the witch's body tightened more and more with every word that came out of the Scythe-Meister's mouth. "… This will be our last soul to collect." said Maka with utmost delight in her tone. "I'm just sorry … I never could … show him … everything I wanted to …." breathed Arachne. With that said, the witch finally dissolves and only her spider-legged soul is left, leaving Soul and Maka with confused expressions behind. However, at the sight of Arachne's exposed soul, Soul doesn't hesitate one moment and grasps for the final piece to devour. Excitement was building up inside his body. "We did it!" yelled Maka with great joy and jumped into the air. Her partner grinned at her outburst and placed Arachne's soul into his mouth, eating it with one bite. Moments after Soul swallowed Arachne's legacy, he felt how streams of incredible power speeded through his body. Soul shifted his position of that he had when he ate one of Blair's souls, an event much to Soul's and Maka's dismay because she isn't a witch and only caused them to re-collect all 99 eggs, again. However this one was different. This IS a witch soul. Various scythe blades darted out of his body, Soul's entire body was on great tension. Maka watched the spectacle with excitement and slight worry, not sure what to expect from her boyfriend. Her heart was beginning to pick up pace and she felt how excitement finally spread through her body as well. After flashing moments of demonstration, Soul shifted into his usual, cool stance. "And? How do you feel, Soul?" queried Maka instantly. "Cool, I guess ..." answered Soul with a pleasant tone. "Let's meet up with the others and finish this!" incited Soul's Meister and ran off. "… The hell? Wait for me you silly woman! Only because you THINK you are the one who's calling shots in this relationship doesn't you really are!" flamed Soul during his chase. Soon after the duo vanished, a shadowy figure appeared behind one of the pillars. Mosquito slowly walked towards the place where Arachne just had lost her soul and life. His eyes were on the verge of tears, greatly struggling with holding the water in line. "Oh no! L-lady Arachne! I should have been here, protecting you from these brats but I failed. I couldn't even defeat Shinigami's son in time!" whined Mosquito while falling to his knees. Suddenly, he snapped out of his crying state and became terrified with the thoughts that rushed through his cranium. "No! I will not disappoint lady Arachne again!" shouted Mosquito confidently. The war wasn't done taking its toll and Arachnophobia's castle was slowly drowning in explosions and smoke. "GIRIKO!" yelled Mosquito. A short moment after Mosquito's shout, the large door, through which Maka and Soul ran off moments ago, suddenly bursted open and let two dead Shibusen students fall to the ground. "What you want, old geezer? I just had an entertaining fight and you happen to interrupt?" hissed Giriko in his usual piss-off-or-die tone. "… Lady Arachne … is … is dead. We have to …. Take him … away … from here before … things get … worse!" were the only words Giriko could understand. Mosquito's suit was literally drenched in water as his barriers finally broke and the tears unrestrainedly streamed down his face. "Oh great … So now we have to … take care? Bah!" complained Giriko. They both walked off into a shadowy corner which exposed itself as a hidden door.

At the outsides of the heavily damaged fortress, the three main Meisters were gathered together. "We lost track of Mosquito. That pesky insect went 400 years back and held me off for good." explained Kid by the time everyone arrived. "YAHOO! I was about to kick that chainsaw-guy's ass when that chicken turned and ran!" yelled Black Star with a large, victorious grin and his thumb up. "What about you Maka? Did you defeat Arachne?" queried Tsubaki. Maka and Soul both smiled and nodded simultaneously before further chat was interrupted by Sid's sudden appearance. "Alright, things are settled. We've captured many Arachnophobia employees, but there is no trace of Arachne, Giriko and Mosquito. In life, tracing the enemy down was my daily bread." mused the zombie deliberating before giving further instructions. Soon after the Scythe-duo presented to everyone the fact that they've defeated and obtained Arachne's soul, thus making Soul become a Death Scythe. The celebration was cut short though by the time the castle fully collapsed and the Shibusen forces retreated to avoid further casualties by falling debris. Back at the academy, Shinigami-sama and the rest of the high ranked staff congratulated Soul for achieving Death Scythe status and thus Death himself introduced to the young Meisters about forming the group called "Spartoi". It was then indirectly stated by Spirit, Shinigami's current Death Scythe, alongside that "Spartoi" was formed to help suppress the witches and engage future Kishins. All members of "Spartoi" have subsequently been upgraded to two-star Meisters and weapons, much to everyone's joy and excitement. Especially Black Star couldn't hold his voice back, although after he shouted 'Yahoo' the 10th time the savior of all came in form of a Shinigami-chop. The following months were filled with every single member undergoing special and targeted training, coupled with three-star Meisters giving advice, Shinigami-sama himself observing their development.

Meanwhile, far distant from Shinigami's Academy, forces were once again motioning within the shadows. Noah started to take action with his new founded group, consisting of, himself, Justin Law, The Clown, Gopher and their newest asset, Free, whom they've recently freed from Shibusen prison. Noah managed to get his hands on the Book Of Eibon and further caused a lot of havoc across the countries. His actually goals remain shrouded, but Shinigami-sama assumes that Noah seeks to bring something big into motion. However there was another menace rising within the depths of the blue planet. A dark and spooky room suddenly lightened up and Mosquito stood in the middle of the place. His eyes shifted to Giriko who sat on a chair, feet on top of a table and seemingly bored. "It's time." said Mosquito with a flat tone. "Fine, go ahead. But I won't guarantee for anything you old geezer. I'm only doing this because Shibusen keeps ruining my fun and this sounds like a good chance to piss those suckers off." grouched Giriko with his trademark tone and look. Suddenly another voice echoed through the room. It was a baby, clamoring. Mosquito looked under the sheet to spot a boy, his eyes were on the verge of tears, the old man suddenly smiled. "Are you ready, Dais?" asked Mosquito, guardedly lifting the infant out of the bed. He held the boy with such caution, Giriko saw in Mosquito a man who was holding the world's most valuable item in his hands, not giving it away to anyone for any price. "You sure about this old fart?" asked the engineer whilst standing up. "There is nothing left to do for me. I've failed with protecting lady Arachne. I can't fail again by letting … her son die." answered Mosquito as he dandled the baby in his arms. "Never thought of her that she'd break the barriers of her special place." laughed Giriko. After Mosquito gave the engineer a sinister glare, he closed his eyes and began concentrating all his being onto one thought. "With me using my age manipulation, and your ability to shift memories, we can speed this progress up. All we need to do is gifting him with a proper age and experience." began Mosquito. Giriko listened with half an ear since lady Arachne herself had explained this plan a thousands time before. However, Mosquito refuses to acknowledge Giriko as anything better than a wanna-be-pimp with a loud mouth and some boring partial transformations. "Yeah yeah yeah. I know how this is supposed to work. You will let him age with manipulation, I'll stuff memories in him and bam, he's ready to go off. So go on old geezer." slurred the enchanter.

Edit: Added the OC profile skin to this chapter as well. Further info - Chap. 9

I'm not sure yet how many OCs I will need, but at least one team of OCs will be there. Probably around 3 – 4 Meisters and their weapons. And to throw some lines up, here are some restrictions or whatsoever.

The OC can be a witch, a Shinigami, a daemon, an immortal (you can die through force though), or anything else related to the Soul Eater universe.

Pre-Kishins are also allowed.

List a Meister or a Weapon, or both. Twin weapons are also allowed. Autonomous Weapons are also allowed.

The following sequel will be mostly an alternative universe but still some canon-characters will appear.

Don't spam, beg or hesitate.

Take your time with the profiles and be serious.

Expect slight changes to your OC, however you will be informed I would do so and will only change if the addressed owner of the OC allows me, if not, another OC will be used for the story.

Expect the potential of usage for following potentials: lemon content, relationships, blood and death has potential as well.

Don't worry though, before anything like this will happen to your OC(s), I will ask the respective owners of the characters.

I will slowly go through the profiles and carefully read every single detail.

If I think that your OC(s) are ready to go and appropiate for the sequel, I will send a private message to you and explain further ongoings.

The OC profiles.

Name:

Age:

Gender:

Race (Human, Witch, etc.):

Classification (Meister or Weapon):

Personality (use as much as detail as possible!):

Background (Relationships to canon-characters shouldn't seem surreal.):

Appearance (Clothes, then body shape and skin tone.):

Characteristic (Behavior, special clothing, belief, etc.):

Skills as Meister: (Soul resonance and techniques)

Skills as Weapon: (Soul resonance and techniques)

Skills as Autonomous: (Partial transformations)

Skills as Other: (Abilities, Magic, etc.)

Fighting style (Hand-To-Hand, Range, shizzle.):

Other information (Feel free to add random stuff here.):

Take your time with the description(s) of your OC(s). Don't bother and seriously use an entire Review for a single individual if necessary. I want to use OC profiles which are created with passion, sweat and joy. The background stories can in fact be a bit longer if some of you put emphasis on it, but don't result in doing an extra story for them. Describe them as detailed as possible, so every one of us who reads this is able to understand what kind of OC we are talking about. I can't wait to see some results, hope you all enjoyed reading so far. I will continue the gathering with the last chapter as well, so don't panic.

Yours faithfully,

Dais L. Skadow