"Hello Lord Death."

"Hey hi hello how's it going? Who might you be?" The Death god asked while waving one of his large hands.

"I know this may be hard to believe, but its me, Maka." Lord Death stared at her for a moment. She could see no emotion behind his mask. After what seemed like forever he spoke up.

"If you really are Maka then please explain what happened. I sent you out on a mission and you never returned. We sent troops out to search for you, but came up with nothing. It was as if you vanished."

"Well, in a way I did."

"I think I may be able to help with this." Lady Hisa stepped into view and looked at her other self.

"Hello. Nice to meet 'cha." Lord Death said.

"It is lovely to meet you too. My name is Hisa. You must be Lord Death."

"Yes, I am..."

"Shinigami-sama!" The god in question turned to see Spirit Albarn running through the isle that lead to his platform. "Has there been any word on my sweet Maka yet?" Spirit stopped and leaned on his knees, breathing heavily. When he looked up to see someone reflected in his Meisters mirror his face flushed.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know you were busy..."

"It's alright Spirit, in fact, you may want to hear this." Spirit turned his attention to the woman in the mirror.

"Who is this?" Spirit asked while walking over to the mirror.

"My name is Hisa. It is a pleasure to meet you." Hisa gave a small bow.

"It's nice to meet you too." Spirit turned back to Lord Death. "So has there been any recent news?" Maka moved around Lady Hisa so she could see her father. He looked skinnier than she remembered. Dark circles hung from his eye, and his skin was slightly paler.

"Papa..." At the mention of that name Spirit whipped his head towards the mirror, a cold sweat breaking out on him. When he only saw Lady Hisa and a young boy any glimmer of hope in his eyes faded.

"Maka, I think it's time you tell them what goin' on." Soul said from behind her.

"Right. Lord Death..." Maka proceeded to tell him about the veil and how Hisa had taken her in. She told him of all the people she had met and what happened to Soul. Once she finally finished the tedious tale Spirit spoke up.

"Is it really you Maka?" A few tears brimmed at his eyes as he looked at the boy in front of him. The olive eyes, the ash blonde hair, the faint scar on his forehead They all reminded him of Maka.

"Yes, Papa, it's me." The boy smiled and tears spilled down Spirits face.

"MAKAAAAAAAAA!" Spirit hugged the mirror, his tears forming a puddle on the floor.

"Papa stop. You're embarrassing me!" Maka pulled out a book and eyed her father. Spirit wiped his nose and stepped back.

"Reaper Chop!" Spirit sunk to the floor unconscious. A small fountain of blood spurted from the large dent in his head.

"So what do we do now?" Soul asked.

"We must find a way to break through the veil. My powers alone are not enough, and I have a suspicion that a witch is the reason you were thrown into that world." Lord Death said.

"A witch? That would explain the purple light I saw." Souls brows creased as he thought back to the moments before he was plunged into darkness.

"Father!" "Mother!" Lord Death and Lady Hisa both turned around to see their only children striding through the guillotine isles. Girl accompanied by Pat and Eli while Kid with Liz and Patti.

"What have you found out about Maka and Soul?" They both asked in unison. At hearing an echo the two looked in the mirror. Girl placed and hand on her chin and Kid did the same. The two stared into the mirror moving in unison.

"Hmm." Kid was the first to speak up.

"Mother. What is going on?" Girl asked in a very calm and serious voice. One she had practiced many times before.

"I believe I should be asking the same thing." Kid said while turning towards his father.

"Woaaaaah! There's two Kiddo-kuns!" Patti yelled while skipping towards the mirror.

"Woooow! This is so cool!" Pat looked at the girl reflected in the mirror. Both Liz and Eli stood behind their younger sibling, eyeing the other.

"Name's Eli and this is Pat. Who might you be?"

"I'm Liz and this is my little sister Patti." Eli quirked a brow at the seemingly familiar names but didn't question it.

"So you mean to tell me they are us?" Girl asked while stepping back towards the mirror. Both Lady Hisa and Lord Death had pulled their children to the side to explain what had happened.

"Yes, that's exactly what we're telling you." Lord Death hobbled back over to the mirror. Kid stared at Girl once more, a look of disgust flashed his face but was soon replaced by large tears.

"Even as a girl I am still nothing but asymmetrical trash!" Both Girl and Kid fell to the floor, butts in the air. Girl pounded the ground with her fist while Kid held his head In his hands. Each had their own small pool of tears. Liz and Eli both rolled their eyes and began comforting their Meisters, seemingly unfazed by the news. Pat and Patti began talking and soon were in a complete fit of giggles to where neither could speak. Lady Hisa and Lord Death moved the giggling duo to the side and began consulting with each other.

"So a witch huh?" Soul leaned against Maka, his hands in his pocket.

"Yeah I guess so." She chided.

"If we beat her I'll become a death scythe." A large smile broke Makas features at her partners realization.

"You're right!"

"Hmph. Me, a death scythe. That'd be totally cool." Maka nodded her head in agreement. She couldn't help but stifle a giggle at the sight in front of them. Not only had both Spirits woken up, but they were now making googily eyes at their other self. Kid and Girl were still on the ground, but Pat and Patti had stopped their crying. Lord Death and Lady Hisa were having a very animated discussion on the differences between the two worlds.

"So it's decided. We will call in all the Death Scythes we can and have them meet here as soon as possible." Hisa said with a clap of her white gloved hands.

"Yes, I believe that would be the next best thing to do."

"Goodbye for now, Lord Death." Lady Hisa curtsied.

"See ya later." With a wave of his large hand the mirror turned black and then back to normal.

"Tomorrow will be a big day. We start hunting a witch at high noon."


this one is kinda bleh, but hopefully things will start picking up now. As always REVIEW! Reviews make me really happy. Oh and the scar on Makas forehead is just something I put in. She fights so much there's bound to be a few scars right?~Sky