Chapter 3: An Old Enemy Returns,
The DWMA Gets a New Ally?
A transparent entity jumped out of Crona's body. It was covered in dotted snake tattoos, wearing a robe and a hood. It was Medusa.
"MEDUSA!" Maka was pissed.
"Please, I'm not here to fight," Medusa said, suddenly changing from transparency to solidity. "I'm here to make a simple agreement with the academy. Now, where would Death be as of now?"
Maka walked Medusa to the Death room. "Lord Death, someone is here to see you," she said.
Death turned around, and the other stared like idiots at what they were seeing. He had no mask. He had manly-ponytailed white hair, with three black lines on the RIGHT side of his head. He had a white mustache similar to that of a schnauzer dog. "What, is there something wro-MEDUSA!"
"That's me. I would like to join the DWMA…" Medusa said in a lowly tone, "oh, and, nice face."
"Why? You know that DWMA hates witches."
"Well, let's just say Asura was just a small distraction for an even bigger threat."
"And who might that be?"
Medusa put her head down and said calmly, "Raito."
Death's eyes went wide in shock (that's a first, eh?). Raito, he thought, the demonic god who nearly destroyed the world over 5000 years ago.
"Ever since Arachne got hold of Asura, the Mosquito, her assistant, has been trying to raise Raito from the depths of hell. And he is coming as we speak."
"He could…destroy…EVERYTHING," Death said, as everything went red.
Medusa put her head down, "It's here."