Kuriama sat on the middle needle in the middle skull of the DWMA, listening to the commotion on the first day; Black Star ranting, Tsubaki trying to calm him down, and everyone else meeting there new partners. Kuriama was glad he was his own weapon and his own meister. He sighed to himself as he took a cigarette out of his pocket and looked at it. The words "Love No More" were printed on the side and he sighed again. He put the cigarette back in his pocket of his black cargo pants and looked up at the sky. His thin black jacket fluttered in the wind and his dark blue shirt pressed against his body.
"Come on Tsubaki. We need to go show how big of stars we are." Black Star said loudly. Tsubaki looked at me and smiled "Are you goanna come with us Kuriama?" she asked with a warm smile. He shook his head, facing her with his dark purple blindfold on that fit perfectly around his eyes. "Oh… ok… well if you need us, just follow the gloating." She said running off to find Black Star. Kuriama sighed and put his hand over his blindfold. "The only reason I wear this… is to avoid people. But that's been of no luck. And how can I read through it… is a mystery even to me." He whispered to himself smiling.
"I see the hand of insanity still has a grip on you." A voice said coming from behind Kuriama. "Professor Stein… Yes… you're right. And I'm glad I have this madness. If I didn't, I'd be a weakling. I'd be like Black Star." Kuriama said laughing quietly. "Ok. Then answer me this. What do you plan to do with this madness? And how can you handle it with the black blood?" Stein asked, sounding very serious. "My madness and blood are easy to control. If I need one in a battle, my body takes notice and that reaction is set forth. For example, If I were to come at you right now, and you were to block, I already have a move in mind to take you out. My madness works like an all seeing chess piece. It lets me know all the possible moves you will make, and all the moves I can make to counter. With process of elimination, just a few are left. If the move I make doesn't work, then the black blood will take effect and I won't be caught off guard." Kuriama explained smiling. He stood up and turned towards Stein "But I wouldn't do that. Cause I know that even if I face off against you, I will fail."
Stein smiled and bid his farewells, walking away. He stopped and turned back around "Oh, I almost forgot. Lord Death wants to see you." Stein said, then turned and walked away again. Those six words were dreaded by Kuriama. But he followed suit set by Stein and walked calmly to the Death room. He knocked 3 times and the door opened. He walked in and the door shut behind him. He sighed and walked along the long narrow path that would take him to Death. And, as usual, Lord Death was standing in front of his mirror, looking out on the world.
"Kuriama. How long has it been since we last talked?" Lord Death asked as he turned around, facing Kuriama. "Too long to count the days." He said quietly, standing just in front of the platform that Death was on, along with his mirror. Death stared at Kuriama who did the same back. "I have a task for you." He said, looking back to his mirror. Kuriama stayed quiet and content, smiling at the thought of another mission. "It seems there are witches in the city. And some of these witches are causing havoc. I want you Kuriama, to go hunt these witches." Death said, putting detail into Kuriamas' mind.
"Wouldn't it make more sense to have a Death Scythe go after these witches? I am still a student for the DWMA." Kuriama said facing the floor, as if lost in thought. "That is why I am having a few people come along with you." Death said. About a minute after that, 7 people came walking down the path: Maka, Soul, Stein, Sprit, Kid, Liz and Patty. "They will assist you." Death said looking back at them. They all smiled and nodded at Kuriama, who nodded back. "Thank you, Lord Death." He said smiling. He turned around nodded, leading the pack out the door and out into the city. Kuriama looked back through his blindfold and "saw" that the weapons were already in their weapon form and the meisters at the ready. Kuriama smiled and held his hands, palm out, to his sides. His weapons manifested themselves in his hands and he grasped them, the chain connecting them clinking together behind him. It was similar to Tsubakis' main form, the Kusarigama. Except Kuriamas were purple and glowing, with a black chain, and the ends were like claws with 2 ends.
"I don't know how the hell were goanna do this, but were goanna do it." He said laughing quietly. They nodded behind him and ran off to find them. The city was like a maze and the easiest way to get around was to fly. But since no one could fly (except for kid on his flying skateboard, Beelzebub) Kuriama ran along the rooftops, looking in every alleyway and corridor, and jumping from roof to roof silently. His jacket flowed behind him, but was still held back by the clanking black chain. He stopped on top of one roof and stood still for a moment. 'Wait… if there are witches in the city… and we haven't sensed them already…' "It's a trap." Kuriama said silently. And as he said that, an explosion went off in the left side of the city, followed by gunshots. Kid. Then a flash came from the right side of the city. Stein. "I should have known." Kuriama said looking down. Just then, a witch flew up behind him and let her soul protect down. Kuriama had to respond fast. He threw his right claw at the witch, who dodged. Kuriama smiled and pulled it back, and it caught the witch in the back, making her scream in pain. She cursed him and went for him with a bomb of some sort. But Kuriama had his madness working for him, and jumped high in the air, and threw both of his claws, letting the infinite chain gently touch his hands as it ran through. The witch was caught off guard, and both claws were impaled deep inside her. Kuriama grabbed the chain and yanked hard; pulling his claws back into his hands, with a Kishin egg soul on the end.
"A Kishin egg? But… wasn't that a witch?" he asked himself. "Don't be fooled Kuriama. Witches have turned these others into Kishin eggs and have been using them. Take these souls and get stronger. Become a death scythe." Lord Death said in his mind. Kuriama nodded and lifted his blindfold slowly, showing a blinding white light as the egg disappearing into his eyes. He quickly put his blindfold back on and sighed smiling. "That's number 37." He whispered to himself. More gunshots rang out, as well as Makas' 'battle cries'. Kuriama stood on the roof looking over the city and smiled. "This is goanna be one hell o a night."