The Next Kishin

by Baron Von Fang

The DWMA has enough on their plate with the Kishin Asura, but now they have to handle another Kishin. But what does this mysterious foe want with the grim reaper school and more importantly, Maka Albarn? And how will Soul react to this? SoulXMaka V.S MakaXOC, Please Read, Review, and Enjoy!

1. Prologue

Merry Christmas ! First Soul Eater FanFiction, but i haven't seen all of the anime, so please bear with me. Read, Review, and above all else, Enjoy!

-BF

Soul Eater: The next Kishin

Prologue; The night of madness

The night was cold and foreboding and the young scythe meister Maka Albarn, atop a building, downtown Death city, shuddered. Whether it was from the cold or anticipation, she didn't know, and her partner, Soul 'Eater' Evens shuddered as well in his scythe form.

"Jeez, when is this guy supposed to show up?" asked Soul.

"Shh!" hissed Maka putting her finger to her lips "You'll give us away!" She whispered. About 5 more minutes passed before Soul made another sound.

"Ugh…." He groaned softly as not to anger Maka "We've been staking out here since 11, it's like been an hour!" he whispered. Maka sighed

"Your right, I guess we should-"

"What is it?" asked Soul in anticipation for a fight. Without a word Maka jumped from their rooftop perch to an adjacent rooftop

"Maka, what's-" Soul's question was interrupted by an ear-splitting scream that caught both meister and weapon off guard, breaking Maka's stride and causing her to trip off the edge of the rooftop and into an alleyway.

The alley was small, with a dumpster and a dark liquid-like substance everywhere. It took Maka a few moments to figure out the liquid was blood. There also was a creature standing over a torn up corpse-possibly the source of the scream that threw Maka off her balance-it had pale skin, pitch-black hair with white eyes in each of the bangs. Maka thought it was Ashura at first, but there were differences; he had a blade with a zig-zag pattern on it protruding from his right wrist and a claw in place of its left hand with serrated blades on the inner part of the claw. It also had three tails with an arrow head tips, and similar zig-zag patterns like the ones on the blade. Also, it had a pattern of 3 eyes all over itself. When it turned to face them, it had 3 eyes, like Ashura and an inhuman mouth that stretched all across his face. When he spoke his voice was scratchy like nails on a chalkboard.

"Ah, a scythe meister and her weapon. How…" he was searching for the right word. Maka gave him one.

"Terrifying? It should be, your soul is mine!" The Evil Human laughed

"Oh really? You can see souls right? Take a look at mine!"

Maka closed her eyes for a second, than opened them. They soon widened with horror; the corrupted soul was not just a Kishin egg, it was enormous! Not only that, but it was unlike any soul Maka had ever seen. "Well?" asked the monster. Maka wouldn't be scared by the size of the soul; she had learned her lesson before. So she lunged. The monster jumped over her and out into the main street. Maka lunged again and swung Soul. But as she swung, he only dodged the attacks. Maka grew more irritated with every swing.

"Soul, are you ready?" she asked

"You bet!" he responded

"LET'S GO! SOUL RESONANCE!" they yelled simultaneously; as their Soul Wavelengths resonated.

"The legendary super skill of the Scythe Meister!" She yelled as her red and black scythe turned into a giant blue-white moon shaped one. "WITCH HUNTER!" Maka swung Soul creating a giant shock wave that hit the monster square in the gut.

Once the dust settled, they saw the beast, limp and lifeless, sprawled on the ground. A few minutes passed until Maka and Soul finally thought it was safe. Maka walked over and held Soul up to slice it in half but was stopped when its tails lashed out and grabbed Soul and Maka, turning Soul back into his human form.

"Grahh! Need…..soul….wavelength!" it cried as its tail glowed and hit both Meister and weapon with an energy that drained them of their soul wavelengths.

Maka's vision blurred and soon, she could only make out small outlines of the surrounding buildings. She found it hard to breathe, but luckily, the torture ended when she felt her body fall limp on the ground and she felt her consciousness slip away. Meanwhile a limp albeit conscious Soul lied on the ground, helpless as the creature keeled next to him and pulled him up so they could see eye to eye.

"I want you to know something scythe: the only reason I've spared you is because of your friend, understand?" Soul was too weak to nod, so he just blinked. The monster dropped him(or was it threw?)on the ground and jumped onto the nearest building. That was all Soul could see before he blacked out.