A/N Here is another chapter. This one is a little boring. Sorry. I still do not entirely know where this story is heading, so bear with me. I do not own Soul Eater or Hetalia.

Death City

Spirit and Stein received a call from Justin, informing them of Arthur Kirkland's capture. They now awaited their arrival

"Alright class…you are dismissed for today." Stein announced. Most of the class got up and headed out of the room.

"Finally, I can't wait to go home and take a warm bath." Elizabeth Thompson, weapon of Death the Kid, said as she leaned back in her seat. Her sister Patty Thompson woke from her slumber, she usually slept in class. "You two should pay more attention." Kid stood closing the book he read as he did so. "School isn't really something we are good at." Liz argued. Kid sighed as he walked towards the exit, followed by Liz and Patty. The last two students in the classroom were Black Star and his weapon Tsubaki. Stein left the classroom.

"I don't like it." Black Star said.

"What do you mean?" Tsubaki looked over at her meister. She could see his scowl.

"That crazy professor is hiding something. Him and Maka's creepy dad. They are both hiding something." Black Star stood.

"Come one Tsubaki, let's go find out what they aren't telling us." Black Star jumped over several desks and ended up at Stein's desk. Tsubaki sighed, but quickly followed the assassin.

Stein stood in the Death Room, next to Spirit and behind Lord Death.

"Lord Death have the three wizards arrived?" Spirit asked.

"Yes…they are being brought here right now." Lord Death moved aside, allowing Stein and Spirit to see the mirror. Lord Death viewed a moving truck, which moved through Death City, heading for the DWMA. Inside Britain, Norway and Romania sat in chains.

"Have you two kept this from the students?" Lord Death asked.

"I told Kid and Black Star that Maka was on a mission. I could see they didn't trust what I was saying, but it is Black Star who is probably trying to find out what is happening." Stein explained.

"Black Star always had a sense for lying. He usually chose to ignore it, but when it comes to his friends, he won't stop." Stein described.

"I've been wondering…why did we capture Arthur and the other two? If they are as dangerous we make them out to be, should we really allow them so near to the DWMA?" Spirit questioned. Lord Death looked at his Death Scythe, thinking, not sure how to express his thoughts. Spirit noticed this in the ancient being, surprised to see his meister so quiet. "You do not have to answer. Them being witches is something, and they did attack two students, so arresting them is justified." Spirit added.

"Sorry…I was…collecting my thoughts. For some reason, that Arthur Kirkland seems…very familiar. Those three in general shouldn't be possible, but yet there they are, in custody, being driven here to my academy." Lord Death looked on through his mirror. He had a bird's eye view of the DWMA truck. "Ever since we've discovered him, you've been acting strangely Lord Death. Does the existence of a wizard disturb you this much?" Stein straightened his glasses.

Lord Death knew what the professor said was true. After seeing the picture of Arthur, strange visions and memories which he never recalled having, started appearing. Given that he is the oldest being in existence, he dismissed it as his old age, but quickly knocked that thought out of his mind. He may be old, but he is still a god and these "memories" are not his old age getting to him.

"This is taking forever!" Romania shouted in frustration. He loosened his tie, and his tiny hat fell onto his lap, he was simply glad it didn't get lost when agent pushed him into this truck. The three nations in general weren't looking too good. They were treated kindly since they were "witches."

"Death City is a big city." Norway mentioned.

"I will admit you two are the first prisoners who want to get to the academy. Usually witches who we capture attempt to escape by now." Maka spoke. She and Soul were instructed to sit in the truck with the three. "They won't be so energetic once we get there. They are wanted by Lord Death himself." Soul stated with a toothy grin.

"Tell me…do you know why he wants us?" England looked over at the teenagers. He still sat in shackles. Without hesitation Maka answered, "You three are witches or wizards…Lord Death believes you are a threat."

"Are you sure?"

"What do you mean?" Maka became hostile as she glared at England. "Listen…Miss. Albarn," He started, "You are a smart young lady, you know that, yet you do not seem to be logically thinking here. My friends and I have done nothing wrong; we acted in self-defense, is all, after all you did disrupt my calm life." England's words took Maka by surprise, she tried to find any form of trick, but failed in doing so.

"That is true…but those other agents, I doubt they wanted to have their memories erased, and if you weren't doing wrong, then you shouldn't need to hide." Maka finished, confident that she outsmarted England. England smiled at the student clearly noticing her sureness. England focused his attention in front of him. He looked at Romania and Norway gaining there attention. "Do as I do." Is all England said. Norway and Romania looked confused, but waited for England to continue. Soul and Maka heard this and tensed, "Hey…it wouldn't be smart to try anything. Remember where you are." Soul threatened.

England ignored him as he closed his eyes, "Soul Protect release." Maka's eyes widened as England's soul expanded in an instant, and his power increased.

"What?! His soul is greater than any witch soul I've seen." Maka frantically thought. Romania and Norway followed. Their souls similar in strength, but they continued expanding, their power wasn't the only thing Maka noticed, all three souls were much older than she original thought.

Kid held both doorknobs, which belonged to the grand doors of his manor. "Kid, hurry up!" Liz shouted.

"You two do not understand…I must open both doors at the same time. I cannot allow even a single centimeter to be off." Kid went to turn the doorknobs, but a wave of power froze him in place. "What is this? This power? It came out of nowhere!" Kid turned his head to the direction of the three powerful souls.

"Kid's what's wrong." Patty asked. The two sister didn't see their meister like this often…especially when it didn't deal with symmetry. He could also see the souls rapidly moving towards the academy building. "Are witches attempting to attack?" Kid released his grip on the doorknobs, now facing the moving souls.

"Beelzebub." Kid summoned his skateboard.

"Liz, Patty, transform." Kid ordered. The two hesitated but soon complied. Without hesitation Kid blasted off, heading to investigate the three anomalies. He wasn't the only one; several other students and agents headed to stop whatever attempted an attack.

At the DWMA

The truck made it to the base of the stairs, not without having agents already waiting, along with students ready to fight. England, Norway, and Romania were basically pulled out of the truck, while Maka held onto Soul, ready to attack. The other meisters present saw this and loosened their grip on their weapons, but still held on. The zombie and teacher Sid Barett walked up to Maka. "Maka…mind explaining who these men are?" He asked.

"I'm sorry Sid, but we've been instructed by Lord Death to hand these three over to him. You can ask him later, but now we should hurry and get them inside." Maka said this as she noticed several other agents and students arriving.

"So you've returned." Stein appeared walking down the large set of stairs. Stein looked at the three prisoners. "All of you lead them inside. Take them directly to the Death Room." Stein instructed causing agents to make England, Norway, and Romania walk up the stairs. Stein turned to Soul and Maka motioning for them to follow as he followed the prisoners. More students arrived several spectating from different positions in the stairs. Stein, Maka and Soul walked a few feet behind the agents who led England, Norway, and Romania. "Anything to report?" Stein said casually. "Nothing more than what we already know, but their souls have increased…a bit." Maka informed.

"I thought you said he used magic?" Stein continued looking forward.

"He did…but somehow he kept his soul masked until now." Maka blushed in embarrassment.

They continued walking up the stairs. "Professor Stein…do you know why Lord Death wants to see these three?" Maka's curiosity got the best of her. England did make a good point when he mentioned Lord Death's strange behavior. Stein stayed silent, "Your guess is as good as mine, but if Lord Death is so urgent to get these wizards imprisoned than they must be a great threat." Stein honestly didn't know more than his students. "I do not want to disrespect Lord Death, but he doesn't have a concrete reason to arrest them. We gathered lots of information on the type of person Arthur Kirkland is, and he does not seem like a bad man, even if he uses magic." Maka confessed. "You say this, yet he is the same man who captured you and Soul. That in itself is an offense." Stein countered. "That is true, but it wasn't much of a capture…I was actually quite comfortable, and we did not have any injuries. Besides they fought in self-defense, Soul and I were trespassing on his property." By now they were nearly at the academy.

"Tell me Maka…are these your actual thoughts?" Stein never looked back at Maka and Soul, his expression hidden behind his glasses. Stein's question took Maka by surprise. She thought of what he asked. They finally reached the top of the stairs, and Maka forgot about Stein's questions when she saw, to everyone's surprise, Lord Death waiting in front of the academy building. He made his way to the prisoners, the agents guiding them parted, allowing the god of death to be directly in front of the nations. Said nations took it upon themselves to stand side by side. "Hello…Death." England spoke. Anyone present could feel the tension. The entrance of the academy was filled with students and agents watching the interaction between the two. Romania and Norway slightly fidgeted in their restraints. "You seem confident. I guess I would be too, if I managed to beat Death." Lord Death spoke with his cheery voice, but everyone could hear hints of his deeper voice. "I wouldn't really say I "beat" you. My friends and I are the ones in chains, and we stand before the heart of the DWMA military. So if you consider this winning than your meaning of "winning", must be different from mine." England spoke with a nonchalant expression. He spoke as if he and Death were old friends. "You may be standing in the very heart of the DWMA, but that wouldn't really affect the three of you. I am sure, if you wanted, you can kill everyone here." Everyone listening hid their shock. Were these three really as powerful as Death claimed them to be?

"You are too kind, but this idle talk is just postponing the inevitable. You cannot hide your curiosity from me, Death." England gave the reaper a genuine smile. Lord Death suddenly burst into laughter. "Hahahahahaha…you are an anomaly Arthur Kirkland, but until you reveal to me who you are, you will stay imprisoned here."

"I would be more than willing to "spill my beans" as they say, but in a more private meeting." England looked up at Death figure. Lord Death thought for a few seconds, "Very well, but right now you will be locked in the dungeons."

"Very well." With that Lord Death instructed the three nations to be taken.

After being led through the labyrinth known as the DWMA halls, they were still a few floors above the dungeons.

"I'm tired of walking." Romania groaned.

"We are nearly there, so stop crying." Norway told him.

"We are going to be walking for a bit more. The dungeon is maybe two floors under us." England explained.
"Ugh! I've never wanted to be locked in a dungeon more. I think this has been the longest trip of my life." Romania continued. They were escorted further down the hallway. England looked up to see a man with blond hair walking towards them. He carried a little girl in witch attire, on his shoulders.

"Let's go Mifune! We've got to show that Black Star kid, who is the best at Basketball!" The little witch shouted. Mifune and Angela Leon joined the DWMA after the Kishin's defeat. Lord Death promised Angela's protection, so Mifune was satisfied. Angela and Black Star gained the equivalent of a sibling rivalry, in pretty much everything. The latest was basketball, Black Star claiming he could be Mifune, "anytime, anywhere."

"I don't think Black Star is capable today. He seemed busy with other things." Mifune told her. Mifune stopped when the agents and nations passed him. He looked back at them. For a few seconds he stared at them, but soon turned around and continued walking.

"Wasn't that the samurai?" Romania asked

"Yes, that was Mifune." Norway responded.

"He is also the only person who knows who we are." England revealed.

Norway and Romania were confused as to what he meant. England noticed this, "Oh please. A samurai as good as him, in this day and age? There is only one possible person who could have trained him, and is also the same person who told him about us. Mifune has always been a man of his word, so keeping a secret for the past decade is no problem for him."

"So that is the human who he raised? That explains why they call Mifune the Sword God." Romania said.

"I can assure you he earned that title. If that man has a katana in his hands, he is as dangerous as a nation." England finished. They made it to the dungeons, and the agents which escorted them came out of their spell induced trance, not remembering what they were doing until they saw their prisoners. They proceeded to lock them in separate cells. The three nations sat peacefully in their cells, waiting for their true meeting with Lord Death.