"So, explain it again." Soul said, causing Maka to groan.
"I've explained it plenty. Either figure it out yourself, or ask someone else!" Soul rolled his eyes.
"I just don't get it. How come the moon is turning red?" Maka ignored him.
Over the past week, rumors spread around the school that the moon was going to turn red. Some said that it would just turn red and then return to normal in a few hours or less, some said it might explode.
Either way, no one was prepared for the news that Stein would give the next day.
"Quiet down, everyone." Stein said, even though the classroom was nearly silent. "So, I hear that people believe the moon is turning red." Mumbles were heard across the room. "While it may be true," 'I told you so's were heard now. "It's different than you may be thinking." He began drawing a a red crescent moon, with wide eyes and a crazy smile. "Around one hundred years ago..." Kids groaned and leaned back, while Stein began his long lecture.
"A witch casted a spell on the moon that caused it to turn red. Not only that, but it also somehow gave off a noticeable madness wavelength." More murmurs among the class. Even Soul whispered to Maka: 'Are you kidding me?' And she elbowed him in the ribs.
"But the wavelength only affected... Weapons." Soul's blood ran cold. Shit. He thought. This is just a rumor, just his crazy ramblings. that's not true. But as if Stein read Soul's mind, he continued. "This has been proven by Lord Death himself. So, during this week, we must prepare all weapons and meisters alike for what is to come in the week after next. The moon is turning red. And all weapons," Stein looked right at Soul. "Will be affected."
Soul's vision tunneled, and his head slammed into the desk.