I couldn't believe I'd actually gotten some feedback on my last chapter! I was so proud. Though some of the comments were a little rude just because of the fact I used an OC. Im sorry if no one liked my OC... I just kinda couldn't really pair Chrona up with anyone else besides Maka. So, I promise I will continue the series and not leave you all in the cold :3
School had been dismissed that afternoon and Luna couldn't help but peer into every class she passed. Their were just so many interesting things about the academy. One of the teachers she had taken a liking too, was a tall African American woman named Nygus. She taught religion and health, Luna's best subjects. The tightly wound bandages covering the woman's body made Luna wonder what had happened to her.
"Excuse me Luna?" Nygus called out to her after class.
Luna felt as though she had done something wrong earlier and was about to get punished for it. "Yes miss?"
"Oh it's nothing bad I just wanted to ask you if you'd found a partner yet?" She questioned. Holding a clipboard and pen.
Partner? She didn't know she was supposed to partner up with someone. Shaking her head, she looked puzzled at Nygus's question.
"It was on the pamphlet they gave you. All weapons must be paired with a Meister and all Meisters must be paired with a Weapon." She explained. "So in your case you must find a person who is compatible with your soul wavelength. In exceptional cases, some Meisters have two Weapons and their was one Weapon who had two Meisters."
"Sure thing miss Nygus. I'll try to find a Meister." She thanked.
The school was nearly empty. Only the random group of kids using the halls to skateboard. Soul, Maka and the rest of the strange kids she'd seen them with earlier were standing around on the school grounds. Black star had been busy lashing Soul with a fury of kicks and punches. Soul went to duck down and swipe the ninja's feet but he was to quick and backflipped. Black star pulled Soul into a head lock and began choking him.
"Haha! I defeated you! The thirtieth time!" The blue haired boy roared. Soul sprawled out on the ground. Wiping the sweat from his forehead.
Black star had been to busy worshiping himself to to notice Maka swing at him with a large book.
"Maka... Chop!" The book came down hard on his head and he'd fainted. A small stream of blood squirting from his head. She sighed in disappointment.
Maka spotted Luna watching from the school doors and skipped towards her, pulling her into a big hug. Crona stood by watching. He'd hoped he'd never have to speak to the girl again. His anxiety went into overdrive when new people spoke to him.
They only had to walk a short distance before coming upon the apartment building where they lived. A ten story building with red brick siding. Not the fanciest apartment in Death City, but it was cozy. Black star was gone before they entered the building. Why use an elevator when you can scale the building? He'd always say. They're apartment had been on the seventh floor. The elevator ride took longer than usual and Tsubaki said something to break the silence.
"So anyone seen Kid lately?" She asked. Her voice so gentle and caring.
"Uhm, not sure. Think he said something about a mission in Canada he had to take care of." Maka reassured. "Patty and Liz must have gone with him."
The elevator dinged and opened to a long hall. Nothing fancy but it was home. Maka stuck the key in the lock. It opened and Soul immediately went to the fridge to grab a snack. Luna stood awkwardly by the door, viewing the apartment. The living room was small and the walls were painted yellow and blue. Where as the kitchen walls were painted an off shade of green. Black star had already been in the apartment and slung himself across the sofa. Maka had forgotten to lock the living room window.
"Soul!" yelled a familiar voice. A purple cat leapt through the air and landed on top of Soul in a puff of dark purple smoke. The cat had turned into a human girl with very large breasts and shiny sleek skin. Soul had barely gotten a look before he was knocked out from his nose bleed. The cat girl whimpered sadly to the person under her before blowing up into another ball of smoke and landing on all fours. Maka picked the flailing cat up by the scruff and threw it out the window on the fire escape. She turned to Luna.
"Make yourself at home Luna! Your family right." Maka comforted.
Chrona was sitting nervously on the sofa. Black star was watching some program on wrestling and Chrona flinched every time one of the muscly wrestlers got punched. Soul regained consciousness and crawled onto the couch where he and Black star began screaming at the wrestlers. Roaring to the men to get back up whenever they were knocked out. Maka boiled a pot on the stove and cut vegetables over it. The aroma was delicious. Much different than the Italian food her mother always cooked back home.
"So Luna, how's dad been?" Soul grumbled. "Haven't seen the fucker since he cheated on my mom when I was a kid."
"Oh he's great! He couldn't be better." She pulled out her cell phone and pulled up a recent picture of the two of them.
"Same dead beat I suppose. Put my mother through hell with his constant fucking around."
Maka snorted from in the kitchen. Soul knew what that meant, her father was a cheater as well. Crona had gotten up to stand beside the window for some fresh air. Blair leapt back through the window along with a dead mouse which made Tsubaki squeal. Soul and Luna conversed back and forth, exchanging different stories about their father. Or what Soul heard of the man from his grandmother. Maka stirred the soup for the last time and then called everyone to dinner. She took out the gold rimmed china she'd saved up for and poured the stew into each bowl. Black star was the first to the table and was panting like a dog by the time his bowl was in front of him. Crona and Tsubaki each got a portion and sat in the living room instead of the table. She folded her dress under her as she sat in traditional Japanese style by the coffee table.
Crona stabbed each piece of meat and held it over his head for Ragnarok to eat. As soon as he smelled it he spilled from his back and swallowed each chunk greedily. Soon Ragnarok was stuffed by the time the bowl was empty of meat. Crona picked at the vegetables and sipped the warm broth. Since becoming friends with Maka he'd always eaten great tasting food. The only nourishment he had as a child was what table scraps Medusa left for him. Usually bland and tasteless. Once or twice he was sure she had tried to poison him or something. Placing the finished bowl in the sink, he went to pull his hand out. Accidentally brushing hands with another. Crona went ghostly pale. Luna pretended like she didn't notice. It was just simply to embarrassing.
"So where are you staying?" Tsubaki asked kindly.
Luna had to think about it for a second, then she remembered where she was staying. Death city had many streets and allies, it would take some getting used to. "My father is paying the rent on an apartment for me. It's down on Hallow's street."
Crona spotted the clock on the wall. It was five after six. Miss Marie would be there to pick him up around six thirty. Chrona could feel something was off about the aura of the building they were in. A lump of nervousness formed in the pit of his stomach. Tsubaki and Black star decided to leave. Black star was out the door before they even said another word. The busty girl thanked Maka for the dinner and bowed slightly before leaving.
These people get along so well. Luna appreciated the thought.
Soul was about to head for the shower before he came up behind Maka. He enveloped her in his arms and snuggled into the crook of her neck. She'd been washing the dishes and flicked a bit of water on his face playfully. He spun her around and she gripped the counter top, letting out a little giggle. Soul leaned in close to her pink lips and whispered something inaudible. Maka could feel his breath on her face, and the lust in his actions. They had become close like that before, ever since they'd gotten together. Some incidents had became very heated, but Soul respected the boundaries she'd set for him. They had never gone all the way before and Maka would have liked to keep it that way for at least a while longer.
Luna let out a cough from the living room, it had gotten awkward pretty fast with the two making out in the kitchen. She looked across the coffee table to Crona. Who had been staring intently out the window at the calm evening sky. Apparently in a complete daze. She coughed again and Soul let go of Maka's waist. He'd forgotten company was still there. Maka laughed and soul gave her a quick kiss before heading towards the bathroom. Crona noticed how the sun was beginning to set. Casting pink rays of light across the clouds.
Just as Soul entered the bathroom their came a loud explosion from the street. It rattled the apartment windows and the picture frames smashed to the floor. They all sprung from their seats and Soul darted out of the bathroom cursing. Crona's anxiety kicked into overdrive.
"Shit it's a witch. I seen her fly by the bathroom window."
"What? Why would a witch be in Death city?" Maka questioned. She was always ready for a brawl with a filthy witch.
The four of them dashed down the fire escape and ran through the ally. Chrona was shaking at the thought of battling a witch. His mother was a witch, and she was as wicked as she was a fiend. He was grateful that the DWMA had taken her down. Only witch powers were passed down through women. At least Crona didn't have any witch powers. He'd never forgive himself if he'd hurt anyone with witchery.
Luna didn't know what to do. Soul didn't want her to stay in the building in case anything were to happen. She followed them up the street, through the holes blasted in the asphalt. She couldn't fight alone and she'd never been partnered up with a Meister yet. They came to a stop and Black star was in the distance clashing with the witch. She floated on a giant tadpole. From her sleeves she continued to produce small tadpole bombs which she threw at the blue haired ninja. Every one of them he dodged and bounced off the side of the buildings to swing at her. Tsubaki the chain scythe in hand. The witch had a white hat on her head of silver hair with a creepy frog face on it. Their were pink circles painted on her cheeks and she wore a short black dress with white spots on it. Her leggings matched her dress. Crona remembered the witch, one of the ones he'd known from when his mother used to bring him to witch conventions. Civilians were running from the buildings and down the streets to safety.
"Didn't we deal with this witch before?" Maka stated sarcastically.
Soul immediately transformed into a scythe. He glowed white and his body suddenly shifted into a long steel bladed staff. The blade was a meter long with a jagged line down the middle, resembling Soul's razor sharp teeth. Half of the blade was blood red and the other half was black.
"Maka w-what can I do to help?" Luna called nervously. "I don't have a Meister yet."
Maka reassured her that it would be alright. "You don't have to worry Black star and I got it under control." There was another loud explosion and the frog bomb took a chunk of the nearest building. Rubble blasting in every which direction.
Crona noticed the witch had a string tied around her neck with a small golden key on it. Black star flung the chain scythe at the witch and before she could pull out another bomb, it had gripped around her arm. The sharp edge digging into her flesh and causing blood to drip from it. She shrieked. Maka dashed towards the witch while she was vulnerable. The witch cursed something in the witch's language at the top of her lungs. Black star still had his chain scythe wrapped around her arm. She didn't have time to create another bomb due to Maka's speed. A mysterious aura pulsed through the area. Maka and Soul both felt it pass through them, but Black Star seemed unfazed. His shoes still planted firmly on the ground trying to hold the witch at bay with the chain. Somehow for a quick second Maka felt nauseous. A sudden jolt of electricity through her arm caused her to drop Soul. He clattered to the concrete.
"Maka!" Soul urged. "Whatever that was I felt it too. Fight it!" Shaking the feeling off, she regained her stance. Scythe in hand. Suddenly more at peace within herself.
Crona felt stunned at the witches words. Whatever she had said or what spell she had cast made his gut turn upside down. His blood felt like it was boiling and his lungs couldn't fill with air suddenly. He collapsed on the concrete and Luna rushed to his aid. On his knees, he hacked and sputtered for breath. Coughing up bits of black blood. It felt as though he was burning from the inside out. One hand was griping the shirt on his chest and the other was holding him up. Was this what it felt like to die? Tears welled up in the corners of his eyes from the coughing. Luna hadn't the slightest clue on how to deal with something like this. Patting him on the back, she noticed the droplets of blood running down his chin. Strangely to her, they were a deep shade of black. Maka was flinging Soul around in a flurry of swipes and slashes that the witch managed to defend every time. As quick as it was came, the burning subsided within Crona's chest. Replaced with a cooling sensation.
With a deep breath he stood up, dusted himself off on his wobbly legs and went to call Ragnarok into his demon sword form. The blood spilled into the palm of his hand, but refused to form into the demon sword. Crona could feel his anxiety hit him like a ton of bricks.
"Ragnarok t-this is no time to p-play around!" He demanded. Ragnarok's voice didn't even fill the silence in his head. He was always able to hear Ragnarok's over sized voice in his head, though it was gone.
He tried activating the bloody needle and the puddle in his hand obeyed. It shot up into a black blood spike. Everything worked besides trying to call upon Ragnarok.
"Crona try using me for this one battle." She offered. "I want to help out!" She confided.
Crona thought for a second before he agreed nervously and Luna closed her eyes to transform. Doing her best to follow what her father had taught her. She focused her mind and cleared all thoughts. Only on the task ahead. She glowed white before feeling her body and essence melt away into a weapon. What was left standing was a thin silvery white bladed scythe. It didn't have the jagged line design on the blade, though had a two foot long sharp spike on the opposite end of the shaft. Crona caught it as it fell. Surprisingly, it had been a lot lighter than the Demon Sword.
"The weapon that sleeps within your soul" Professor Sid's words guided her.
The witch was tossing out every one of her best defenses. Throwing up what shields she could to protect from the onslaught of slashes from Soul's blade. Her left arm was still tangled in Tsubaki's chains. The sharp point at the end of the hook dug deeper into the witch's arm each time she struggled. Crona joined into the fight and swung the scythe with all his best effort. He almost felt as though he had a sense of power with the scythe.
"Crona long time no see!" She croaked. "Poor Medusa was destroyed in an effort to make the world a better place for us witches." Cackling, she threw a barrage of frog bombs towards Crona.
"D-Don't talk about that horrible woman!" He snapped. Voice high and shaky. Holding the scythe in battle position as he's seen Maka do. He hated even the sound of her name being mentioned. The bombs flew at him but he used the blade to block every single bomb from every angle. Luna could sense something spark between the two of them. Something different. Black Star won the game of tug o' war, sending her and the giant tadpole crashing into the hard concrete.
"Crona to the left!" Luna screamed from inside the scythe. Using a scythe was much different than using a sword. Though he enjoyed the flexibility it provided him. It was much more agile to swing around than a sword. Crona noted the frog bomb zooming in from the left. He could feel it's vibrations within his black blood. He swung the sword to the left and hit the bomb dead on. The bomb flew backwards and exploded with a wave of flames and heat but Crona never flinched. Never before had he felt this brave.
Maka couldn't pass through the barriers she'd put up. Every time Maka went to attack the witch with the scythe, she would put up a transparent barrier and block the hit. It was time for soul resonance.
"Soul!" She ordered. They both locked onto the witch and in unison their soul wavelengths connected with electricity. They were together as one in body and spirit. Together they held back the growing energy until the blade on the Soul's scythe morphed suddenly. It grew until it was at least four times the size, sparkling blue and white. Transferring all the wave energy towards the blade, she gritted her teeth and swung the scythe with all her strength. The frog witch shrieked and threw a barrier to take the hit.
"They told me this was supposed to be an easy job!"
"Witch hunter!" Maka roared. It sliced right through the force field.
"Shit!" The witch cursed before the blade pierced her skin, leaving behind a sizzling bloody gash. It wasn't a direct attack like Maka'd hoped. The witch stepped back as it broke through her barrier. It still managed to leave the witch with a two foot long wound across her torso.
It sizzled and steam rose from the wound. The witch sunk to the ground and clutched the bloody slice. She swore in the witch language and looked Crona dead in the eye. Maka prepared to preform another swing at the witch but the pink haired boy was there in an instant. He hardened his blood and stopped the witch hunter blade with his bare hand. The black liquid trickled into his palm. The witch tried to scramble away but her efforts were meaningless. The wound on her body was too much for her too get up and walk. She'd bleed out before she even got back to the witch haven. Crona let the blood drip to the ground. Black Star stood by with the now human Tsubaki and watched as Crona played with his blood.
"Crona please don't!" The witch pleaded. Her white go-go boots stained with the bleeding wound. "Don't kill me please I don't want to die."
Crona couldn't hear her. His blood shone in the setting sun and the darkness of it was clouding his thoughts once again. He smiled eerily and let the scythe touch the dirt where his blood had pooled. He scraped the scythe along the ground and flicked the black blood onto the witch. His body becoming flimsy with the influence of the darkness. Splatters of it landed on her face and chest. Maka looked away. The witch screamed in terror as she knew what Crona's next move would be.
"Bloody needle." The words barely escaped his lips. The splatters of blood on the witch turned to long sharped needles. Repeatedly stabbing her countless times. Tsubaki, Black star, Soul and Maka all stared as the sky was filled with her screaming. Body flailing. Before long it ended and she was left in a dead heap on the rubble.
Crona snapped out of the blood darkness. Luna shifted back to a human and Chrona looked around, nervous. His heart was pounding in his chest, he'd hated being taken over by the blood. Then again, he loved it at the same time. He began his nervous shaking again and was too afraid to look at the dead body.
"Crona that was awesome, that was my first battle and it was so cool! Can we be partners next time?" She jittered about. Luna leapt up to pull the boy into a friendly hug. "I love the cool thing you can do with your blood."
"T-Thank you Luna." He replied shyly. He spotted Black star about to touch the gold key around the witches neck.
"No! Don't touch that!" He squealed. Upon first glance he was sure it was the witch key.
Black star touched it anyways. He yanked back his hand, cursing after having the key burn his skin. Crona knelt down in front of the witch and pulled the key off her neck.
"Well how come you can touch it if it burns people?" Maka wondered.
"It's cursed. My black b-blood lets me hold it. We should uhm... I t-think we should take it to Lord Death."
"You better call the school and get them to clean this mess up." Black star laughed.
Crona had so much explaining to do. That was, if he never got to nervous with all he questions and people looking at him. Luna was amazed.