I've got good action installed for you guys today so hopefully you will enjoy it :) I'm just happy I wrote a lot today xDDD and honestly, I'm ecstatic as today has definitely been a good day for me. Moving on to the story.

Disclaimer: If I owned Soul Eater, Maka wouldn't be juggling 3 lives :P

Looking at the large room in amusement, Maka couldn't help but scowl internally as she saw the base that the Gun Takers occupied. Unlike them, they didn't bother to keep inconspicuous but as always, the most dangerous place is the safest of them all really eerily matched this scenario.

As she sat in a small corner where it was rather dark, she waited for the people to start strolling in. She had purposefully came early to explore the place and she had to admit, Eater definitely had a taste for designing as all the rooms were well-furnished and they didn't outdo one another – just puzzle pieces that fit together in harmony.

"So this is the girl that caught Eater's eyes." Akira sneered as Maka quickly grabbed out a gun, knowing that she would hit her target.

Her eyes were still partially covered by her hair but Akira could see grayish-green eyes illuminating in the dark and immediately knew that this girl was not one to be messed with. Taking a step back, he held out his hands and called truce.

Visibly relaxing, she sank back into the wall. "W-What do you want?"

"Nothing much really," Akira shrugged. "Call me Aki."

She nodded as she strained her neck to see that most of them preferred coming in groups and she knew that the Gun Takers were rather small as it only accepted people who could shoot well or it would be a waste of ammunition.

Brushing off the dust off her shorts, she joined the crowd as Eater stood on the table, claiming his gang's attention. He was powerful – everyone respected him. "Today we have a new addition." He declared as his gang roared.

"Our new addition is… Ma-Karma." He announced as the ash-blonde stepped up, pretending to be as timid as she could.

"Are you sure she as capable as your god?" Stark scoffed.

"Well why don't you have a sparring match with her then?" Eater asked arrogantly, challenging Stark to accept the challenge.

"Sure, why not?" The bluenette smirked, the rest of the gang giving them space as both of them dropped their weapons and pushing it aside. Stark was already in his fighting stance whereas Karma was not. She just stood there, pushing her hair onto her eyes before she shifted her leg slightly.

Maka knew pretty well she wasn't called the leader of Blade's game for nothing but the only one who managed to almost go on par with her was none other than Patty.

The signal was given for them to start but none of them made any visible moves to attack, they just scrutinized each other; trying to find their weak points.

Stark was surely something to look at. He had a well-bulit body and had obviously been training and she didn't want to test her limits of how many smacks it would take for her to collapse on the ground due to the blow she would have been dealt.

His strength would be a bitch for her to deal with but hopefully her agility and reflexes would make up for her disadvantage. Lunging at the ash-blonde as she quickly dodged his fist; she ducked down and swept him off his feet as she did a back flip to make some distance between them again.

She had to keep dodging and playing offensive once in a while to get him pissed so that he would be more reckless and give her an easier win. She beckoned for him to attack, provoking him as his eyes narrowed to slits.

She waited for the perfect moment to come before he arched his back low enough, going over him as she tightened her legs around his neck, trying to get him to hit himself. Changing tactics as he tried to swerve her off, she stopped messing with the upper part of his body and pushed him down with a solid kick in the back.

She smiled triumphantly as his face hit the ground, waiting for him to get back up. She was enjoying this but she knew she had to finish him off soon before he caught up with her moves. She charged forth as he got to his feet but it was a huge mistake. Stark seemed to have recovered enough as he grabbed her hand and smacked her onto the wall – she felt the impact for the first time.

Sliding underneath his legs before she landed a kick in his face, she could already see the anger that was soon to be bursting out of him. She would dearly appreciate someone going for her throat – it would give her something to waste on.

"That's enough." Eater said, his voice booming throughout the room. She pouted a little as she brushed the dirt off her knees, cursing that she didn't finish him off. Somehow the entire room feared Black*Star losing it, he must have been frightening when he went on rampage.

"It was fun to fight with you."Maka grinned as she tucked her weapons back to their original positions, pleased that she had found someone that would make her days fun here.

"Sure," He gave her one of his 'godly' smiles, looking at the newest addition strangely. He was hoping that he wasn't the only one who noticed that her fighting style of vaguely familiar to someone but he couldn't really put his finger on it and he didn't did not want to offend her.

Staying a slight distance from the gang as she wasn't use to it, she couldn't help but fidget nervously. Would it truly be safe for her to continue this dangerous life when most of the popular guys knew that that she certainly wasn't the geek she pretended to be?

Wishing that he would go over hid ambush plans faster such that she could quickly get her information and get out, she looked at the different mappings of areas they conquered and planned on conquering. She suddenly felt slightly scared as the sketches of the run down mansion were in the pile, knowing that it was going to happen soon.

"These drawings are detailed and exquisite aren't they?" Eater murmured suddenly, catching her attention as she violently swung her fist, wanting to hit the distraction.

She glared at herself to keep her hands tied to the back, she nodded, seeing that every small detail had been recorded and without faults.

"Who drew them?" She murmured, touching the drawings and hoped to find something wrong with it.

"Ferb has a keen eye." He answered. "Ferb is actually Oxford."

Scowling as she heard that name who she was constantly competing the valedictorian for, she found herself hating this more and more. Knowing too much of your enemies really sucked sometimes. Her school life and gangster one was going to collide soon and it was getting dangerously close.

I will be hoping to cover the ambush plan thingy next chapter and I wrote this while I was really sleepy T.T don't expect too much out of it . Oh and please do follow me on tumblr as I do tons of stuff on it for fanfictions. The website is yuuki-illene. tumblr. com

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