(Authors Notes)Sorry about the delay in this post, my comp died on me.
(Disclaimer) I wish I owned Soul Eater, unfortunately, I don't. When I rule the world I will though.
(Story) Ok so far our brave heroes have come face to face with a new foe and some old ones too. What will happen now?
Location: Nevada Desert, not far from Death City.
Characters: Maka/Soul, Kid/Patty/Liz, Black*Star/Tsubaki, Chrona/Ragnarok, Ox/Harvar, Kilik/Fire/Thunder.
Chrona's POV
She knew him. She knew the robe and she knew the mask but most of all she knew his soul wave length. It was powerful, just like Medusa's and Arachne's; this wasn't surprising though after all he was their older brother, Chronos. Even Medusa had feared him, fawning and catering to him when ever he came to see her. The pinkette had stayed as far away from him as possible, only speaking when spoken to. But as strange as it sounded Chronos had… not loved, no he wasn't capable of that… no, but he had enjoyed his younger sister. (Kal-orne: Nothin smutty meant by that.) Chrona trembled, he was here for revenge. For what had happened to Medusa and Arachne.
"Hey, Chrona, is that who I think it is?" The high voice of her weapon reached the pinkette's ears. Chrona nodded mutely, eyes still locked on the dark figure.
"Chrona? Do you know that guy?" Maka's voice came form directly behind Chrona, making her jump, once again she nodded.
"Goo pii pii, he's her uncle."
"What!" Maka's jaw dropped. "He's your uncle?"
"Yeah" Ragnarok, who had been in his weapon form retracted back into Chrona's body, only to reappear a few moments later in his chibi form on her back. "I hate to say this Pig-girl, but you should be running right about now."
"Why, we beat Medusa and Arachne, we can take him."
"Wrong! You and Scythe boy were the ones who beat them and Chronos is most likely here to kill you for it." Ragnarok yelled, waving his stubby arms in the air.
"Wrong, you little traitor." A cold reptilian voice came from beneath the black mask. "You all played you're parts, no matter how big or small in my beloved sister's deaths and you will all pay for it equally." He looked past Maka, Chrona, Kid and their weapons to Kilik and Ox and their weapons. "I have no business with you, leave now."
Kilik snorted and turned to his weapons. "Ready?" Both Fire and Thunder nodded in unison, then transformed into a pair of gauntlets. Harver followed their example and changed into his lightning spear form. "We're not going anywhere." Ox yelled.
Chronos raised one arm again and yelled "Sec, Min, Min, Sec" instead of being frozen like Black*Star Kilik and Ox were surrounded by the strange blue-ish green light and then simply vanished, only to reappear high in the air before coming hurtling back down a few moments later. THUMP. A cloud of sand rose from where they had landed only to settle and reveal the still forms of the five.
"Now that there won't be anymore interruptions. Let's get down to business. First I believe introductions are in order. I am Chronos, brother to Medusa and Arachne whom all of you killed several months ago. They were the last of my blood kin so it falls on me to avenge them." His hands, which had been hanging by his side reached up and began to unfasten his robe. This simple action was enough to draw a pitiful whimper from Chrona. Even Ragnarok was visible shaking.
"Oi, Chrona, what's he doing now?" Soul yelled.
Chrona knew exactly what he was doing; he was preparing to cast a powerful, probably fatal spell.
By the time this thought had run through Chrona's mind Chronos had shed his robe and had reached behind his head and unbuckled his mask, allowing it to fall to the sand. Before them now stood a tall, extremely pale man, wearing nothing but a black loin cloth. He was slim but well muscled and his black hair hung to his shoulders. His eyes were probably the most un-nerving Chrona had ever seen, instead of whites with a ring of colour around the pupils his eyes were a solid black that seemed to swallow light. As he stood there black lines began to form on his skin, not unlike the lines that appeared on Black*Star when he was wielding Tsubaki in magic sword mode. But these marks moves and swirled around each other never settling into any particular pattern.
"Run!" Ragnarok was tugging on Chrona's hair. "Come on you idiot, run." Chrona didn't move, she knew there was no point, he couldn't be stopped.
LOL. Cliff hanger endings, don't you just hate them. Don't worry it won't take me long to update this time (I hope). Hope you all enjoyed, and thanks to anyone who reviewed. So thanks DinoKid. He He He hope there are more readers then reviewers, other why's this story must really stink.
Oh well. Please review if you liked this. If you don't I'll be very sad.
Oh one question: Does anyone know what Harver's weapon form is really called? Please let me know if you do.