I was blasted into the air and I immediatly balanced myself so I would land on my feet. I skid and the ground split from the impact. It hurt, but I didn't dare to show it.
"It's just you and me Medusa," Stein said and I smiled slyly.
I sighed and pulled my hood over my face, "I miscalculated. To think I let all three of them get away. But as long as I stop you from going any further, my plan will still succeed. Those three are just children they should be taken care of quickly enough," I said.
"I wouldn't underestimate those children. Didn't you learn anything about our student's abilities during your little stint at the Academy? Or are you just a fool?" Stein asked.
"No, I think you're the fool. We'll see. I wonder how they'll do against the Demon Sword," I said. I didn't usually boast about Crona, but today I felt confident. If he failed me, he would be punished.
Death Scythe popped out from the bar that Stein was holding, "Medusa! I must say I always loved seeing you in your nurses' outfit." I felt like saying something snarky like 'No shit' but I held my tongue.
"Although, the thought of you out of it was even more exciting, espically if I was the one taking it off," ugh, men are such pigs.
"You know I dancing with her tonight," Stein said. Ah, memories.
"Yeah I saw that! Rub it in why don't ya?" he said with a snarl.
I laughed, "Boys boys! Must you fight?! It embarrasses me so!" I said in a taunting voice.
"Does it?" Stein said, "How impolite of us!" he said playfully.
I narrowed my eyed and exposed my soul. Stein followed my lead, "My, my! That's quite a large soul you have. Maybe I'd be willing to dance with you again,"
"Thanks, but I'm going to pass on that one. I don't think you're fight for dancing right now," Stein said with a smile.
I felt confusion flicker across my face, then weird tugging at my feet. I looked down and a bright white power was on my feet, holding me to the ground, "My feet! What is this?!"
"Those are soul thread sutures. The soul wavelength I blasted into you just a second ago is still there. As we speak, it's making its way through your body like an electric charge. I used the wavelength like a thread to sew your feet to the ground,"
Now that he said it, there was a strange feeling creeping through me. My snakes were fighting it the best they could, but it was pretty damn strong, "How can you control your soul wavelength so precisely?"
"A weapon has more than use. He doesn't just amplify a meister's wavelength. It's also possible to help its control," Death Scythe answered.
"So it's a technique only powerful weapons and meisters can pull off?" I summed it all up.
"Medusa, listen to what I have to say carefully. I'm the only Death Scythe at the DWMA. If the kishin revived on my watch, I won't be able to show my face to any other the Death Scythes around the world," Death Scythe said.
"Your point?" I asked, bored by the story that held barely any relation to the situation.
"My point is-"
"The point he's making is that we're going to beat you no matter what," Stein cut in.
"HEY! Not cool Stein! That was my big line!" Death Scythe said and reluctantly went back into full weapon form.
"Medusa consider yourself fired. NOW!" he yelled and ran up to me and blasted his soul wavelength again. My snakes were prepared for the sutures this time, and they fought harder and resisted it.
My body was a completely different story. There was nothing I could do but go flying into the wall. My body made a dent in the stone wall and I puked out some blood. Before I could react; the sutures sewed me to the wall, trapping me.
"IT'S OVER!" Stein yelled and ran to me and prepared to give the final devastating blow. I had to think quickly, otherwise I would die.
"You're not going to get any closer to me than that Professer! VECTOR PLATE!" I smiled and held in my laughter as a black arrow formed on the ground in front of me.
Stein ran on top of the plate, unaware of its power. He floated for a second before blasting in the direction opposite of me.
"What did you do?" he asked in an astonished voice. I smiled and started to move my snakes around so the sutures would break free.
"Anything that's on top of one of my Vector Plates will be sent flying in the direction the arrow points," as I spoke, my snakes slithered off of my arm, breaking the sutures. I landed on the plate, "Of course they work on me as well as they do you,"
Stein's eyes widened as I came flying at him. He put his weapon up, ready to block my kick, so I did exactly what he wasn't expecting, "Vector Plate," I said and three plates surrounded him.
One sent me on top off another then in another until I was sent to Stein, giving me the opportunity to kick him. The plates disappeared and Stein went flying to the wall. He didn't go into the wall as I wanted, he just fell on the ground in a pathetic poisistion.
"As you can imagine, I'm not eager to fight you up close anymore," I said and landed back onto the ground, "Now, come back this way," I said and made another Vector Plate.
"Damn," he muttered before sewing himself to the ground.
"You sewed yourself in place," I danced around and my snake crawled off my arm, "But, how can you fight this when you're all sewn up? LIGHT SERPENT!"
Stein got a smug smile on his face, "Removal," then he went flying back to me, ready to wack me with the scythe when he approached me.
"VECTOR STORM!" I yelled and threw my hands in the air and a vector tornado surrounded me, throwing Stein back, "I have a thousand snakes inside of me. They won't let any easy prey like you get away,"
"Not eager to fight to fight me up close, yeah right. When you cause pain you like to see it up close. Masquerading as a school nurse was just another one of your charades. You're nothing but a liar!" Stein accused me.
Too bad that was lie within itself, "I'n afraid you're wrong about that. Why don't you join me? You remember that don't you? I really meant what I said at the party. I'm not lying when I say I want you," I said.
"I'm not asking you as an instructor, but as a man of science. Join me, we can see the world progress together," Stein was quiet, gripping onto Death Scythe tighter and tighter, "Vector Plate,"
Plates surrounded us, so of Stein tried to run, he'd just come flying back, "All the vector plates around you all point to me. There's no point in denying I always get what I want in the end," Not that that was the truth either.
