"...Soul?" Yes, it was Maka! Good thing she still recognizes me. I was afraid someone had screwed with her brain. "Maka, what happened to you? How did you get here?" "The Kishin. When it awoke, it came straight for me. It must have known how close we were to making you into a Death Scythe." I remember now. I had told Maka to keep track of how many souls we had collected. "It was about to kill me when this purple guy showed up and told the Kishin to stand down. I thought the purple guy was going to get killed until the Kishin replied, 'Yes, master.' I'm not sure how it's possible... but I think the Kishin is now working for Mr. Purple." "His name is Thanos." Someone's behind me. It's...

A robot. He has arms and legs, yes. But his head is... well, a webcam. His chest has a giant plasma screen that projects an image of someone's head. "And I am Dr. Arnim Zola. His loyal assistant." I don't like this guy one bit. "That makes you our enemy." Turning into scythe mode now... wait! Why go regular scythe mode when I can go Death Scythe? Here we go! VOOSSSH! "Soul? When did you become a Death Scythe? We never got a witch's soul!" "This Nick Fury guy said he'd give me one if I joined his organization, S.H.I.E.L.D. Can we talk about this later?" "Sure. For now, let's just focus on Zola." Zola's taking out something. It's... a green gem. "I would just kill you now, but I have a delivery for my master." He's running away! "Maka, why are you just standing there?" "He's baiting us. Trying to lure us into a trap." "I could care less! I'm going after him!" Morphing to human form... "Soul! Get back here!" For once, I hesitate.

I just saw Maka again. I may never get the chance to again. Then again, if Thanos gets his hands on that gem thingy, he could probably kill Maka unless I stopped him first. It's either obeying Maka or stop an evil threat. Easy choice. "See you!" She's going to be so mad. Can't worry about that now. Zola's headed for a room. It's labeled "Control Room." This must be where the others are... oh, no. They're all tied up and gagged. "Mr. Evans." I'm turning around. Whoa. This guy is purple, just like the Maka described. And no wonder.

It's him.