A white haired young man stood in front of a masked figure. The world around them pure darkness the ground they stood on red and black checkered tiled blue candles on tale candle sticks on the edge of sigh lighting the area.

The white hair man picked his teeth with a claw like nail looking at the Mask figure waiting for an explanation to why he was there.

The Mask figure moved his hand in front of a screen "Soul Eater I have a new mission for you."

Soul smiled "Who do I get to kill this time I bet it's that Manson guy right."

The masked figure snapped his hands in front of the mirror "Wrong mister eater you have a mission to guard this girl." the screen showed a girl with ash blond hair with bright green eyes

Soul snarled "Kami that's the witch that slayed my father, what does this have to with her."

The masked figure moved his other hand "This isn't her it's her daughter, Kami died a year ago."

Soul turned and began to walk away "I refuse to do anything pertaining to that witch."

The masked figure summoned a large meat clever shaped sword and through it so it impaled Soul in the back and trough his chest "Need I remained you of your contract I gave you your power so you do what I say." Soul fell face first into the ground "NOW stand up and get going."

Soul pushed off the ground easing up the handle of the sword before he pulled the sword from the ground with a growl "I'm goin' I'm goin'."

The sword was triangular shape with a red blade with black on the very edge the blade was serrated like its owners teeth. The sword had no guard; the handle was wrapped in worn black leather.

Soul stepped silently though the gates of the underworld and sighed his kimono wouldn't work for this era. Soul walked through town condescending look plastered on his face his eyes roaming closed buildings. Finding a store he believed would suit his taste he used his powers to teleport inside and began his search for proper clothing.

Soul stalked through the store picking clothing that suited his taste. He found a pair of dark jeans a red t-shirt a leather jacket and biker boots and black leather gloves. He put on the outfit he smirked folding his kimono and burning it with his powers in a dumpster.

Soul climbed to the roof of a building "If I was a witch where would I hide my daughter?"

Soul jumped from rood to roof searching for a soul like the one he felt when his father was killed.

Soul looked at where the soul was radiating from he sighed "Her magic is weak, but her soul is special I can smell her Angel soul, Death I hate you so much right now."

Soul stalked away looking for a place to sleep, finding an abandoned building Soul sat and let himself sleep. The flash of white stopped his attempt to sleep. "What do you want I'm working on it?"

Death glared "You will be attending her school everything has been set, find her and keep her safe."

Soul gave a mock salute "right on it boss but for now nap time."