New Chapter!

I want to say that it is the 37th, but correct me if I'm wrong.

Enjoy!

Lord Death looked at the children that stood around him. They all had very grim expressions. They looked ready to kill.

"Students, I believe that your plan is the best possible in this situation," Lord Death said with pride in his voice. Both the DWMA students and the other kids had combined all of their information and tactics to form the plan. Hopefully, it'd be enough.

"Alright kids, I'll be staying back with Rosie, Lyn, and Siamon. The rest of you need to get in there as soon as possible. Whoever finds Lone Saber and Luna first needs to get out of there as fast as possible and bring them to us. Ruby and Ammy will then be able to meet with us and help transport them back to the DWMA," Spirit said.

"What are we going to tell Lone Saber?" Rosie asked suddenly. A dark silence fell over the group. He wouldn't know about his girlfirend's recent death.

"We'll tall him that she died from a spell that Azuzai placed on her," Ammy said. "And that's it. As far as e needs to know, she didn't say anything as she died. Absolutely nothing."

"So we're hiding the truth from him?" Tab asked. He paused as he thought about it for a second. "It probably is for the best."

Lord Death rubbed his enormous white hands together. "Alright children. There are several entrances into the new cave that Azuzai and Alastor moved to since your betrayal. No doubt there are many traps on the way. All the pets will be waiting at the entrances to carry messages from you all to me or Spirit. They will also be watching in case the targets try to escape."

All the kids nodded and looked at him expectantly.

"Are you all ready?" Lord Death asked. They nodded, making him let out a silent sigh. "Go then, and bring those two back. Destroy the witch and Alastor. Their time on this planet is done. Bring me their souls! Now go!" The students ran out of the Death Room. Spirit and his group were slightly slower getting out, but were still gone quickly.

Lord Death felt worry crash over him like a wave. He had already lost Avalon and Wade, one of the most promising meister and weapon pairs in the school. Losing any more would break his heart. He sadly turned to the mirror, which lit up, showing dozens of shaking screens. Each of the kids had small mirrors attached to their clothes, either on necklaces, hats, buttons or patches. The pace was break-neck, making Lord Death even more anxious.

Was he allowing the children to run straight to their deaths?

...

Azuzai smiled as she opened her eyes as her resonance with her meister ended. Even with Alastor's low perception, they could still sense a large amount of souls heading their way. Alastor helped Azuzai to her feet, and the two of them walked deeper into the cave. A spell of Azuzai's gave them something equal to nightvision, allowing them to easily find their way. The effects of the spell faded as they entered the brightly lit center of the cave, where a large pool of boiling lava sat.

Next to the pool were Lone Saber and Luna, shackled to a wall. Lone Saber was sitting there, angrily. Luna appeared to be unconcious. Azuzai assumed that being broken in half in her weapon form hadn't been very good for her health. She had actually remained in a sleep-like state the entire time, and showed no signs of awakening any time soon.

Oh well.

"So, what now?" Azuzai asked as they sat next to the lava.

"Now we wait for all the poor souls to fall into the intiricat trap that we have laid out for them," Alastor said with a grin, his glasses dancing in the glow of the lava.

"And then?"

"Why, we'll turn them into mindless slaves and use them to kill Lord Death for us. I'm telling you, my dear, we should have stripped the other children of their free will in the first place," Alastor said. "That would have saved us a lot of trouble."

"I know," Azuzai pouted. "It's just that a spell like that takes a while to set up, and Naresa would have been a pain, getting in the way and such."

"Luckily, she's dead," Alastor said, quite relieved that the daemon witch was already gone.

Or not.

...

Naresa was, in fact, dead on the ground. Her wolf daemon sat whimpering, staring at his master's body.

She wasn't gone, though. Her wolf daemon made a small, souless copy of itself, which consumed Naresa's soul, storing it away along with the rest of the rare souls that Naresa loved to collect. One day, the daemon would reinsert the soul into another person, maybe even Azuzai. Naresa's soul would take over, allowing her to live again.

The wolf walked slowly out of thecastle after it's copy and the soul had vanished. A slow memory formed in the wolf's mind, something that had never occured before. It was Naresa's voice, singing part of a ballad softly to herself as she mixed potions together in order to create the daemon:

"My boy builds coffins,

he makes them all day

but it's not just for work

and it isn't for play.

He's made one for himself

one for me too

And one of these days

he'll make one for you"

It was only one verse, but that was all Naresa had been able to remember.

And the daemon discovered something startling. It was weird, as if something had happened within it's skull. After a few moments, it passed, but not before leaving an impression on the daemon.

It was the ability to think freely, to like, dislike, plan, scoff, have an opinion, have memories, and all sorts of other things, inside it's own head. This was something that it never felt before. After a few moments, it happened again. The wolf was surprised by how much it "knew", and began to create lables for all sorts of things. There was Naresa, its creator, its awakener, its mother, and also Azuzai, the other, the dark one, the one that the wolf hated for betraying his creator. And there was Alastor, the Leader, the other betrayer, the shadowed one, the unknown one.

The wolf created lables for the children as well, all of whom seemed to be fairly okay in the wolf's opinion. It also made some for the old daemons, all of whom were gone, except for itself and the smaller version that it had just created. The new one it labled Cor.

Now, it began to label itself. He determined that he was a male, and very "dark" and "unusual". He also appear like a real animal, a "wolf". He also determined that he needed something to call himself. He thought about it, which was still fairly new to him. He "realized" that Naresa had placed information into his mind for him to discover eventually. He knew languages and thinking patterns, and how to read. It was wonderful. He had passed these on to the new daemon as well. He eventually began to think of his name.

He decided to call himself Vetus.

Now that he had named himself, Vetus needed to decide what he should do now. It didn't take him very long to figure it out.

He was going to go terrorize the people who betrayed his mother, and make them pay for her death.

He just had to figure out where they were first, and how to get there.

Chapter done!

Also a little short.

Sorry, but I'm trying to reach a certain point right now.

Point out my mistakes.

Thanks,

CatKkit.