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The great Black⭐Star woke up.
As his eyes opened, he recalled the strange dream he had experienced a few hours ago.
Something about "AFTER THE GOD OF MADNESS RULES" or crap like that.
No matter. He was greater than anyone anywhere, especially a dumb God or Lord or whatever.
A knock came at the door.
"Black⭐Star?" The voice asked. "Are you up? We need to-"
Black⭐Star recognized the voice. It was Tsubaki. She was probably going to ask him to hurry up and get ready for school, where he would stand majestically over all his royal subjects and proclaim his GREATNESS ABOVE ALL OTHERS INCLUDING GOD HIMSELF...
"-now, ok? We don't want to be late-"
...AND KID AND THE TEACHERS AND LORD DEATH WOULD ALL BOW DOWN TO HIM AND PRAISE HIM FOR HIS HOLY AWESOMENESS AND FOR SAVING THEM FROM THE KISHIN AND FOR BEING EPIC AND...
"-ade pancakes for breakfast, in the microwave-"
… AND HE WOULD RULE THE EARTH AND BE RECOGNIZED AS A TRUE KING AND SAVIOR OF ALL THE LOWLY MORTALS!...
"-Bye Black⭐Star, see you at school-"
Black⭐Star yawned and sat up in bed. He untangled himself from his covers and threw on his epic ninja assassin outfit. And with fantasies of crowns, ninjas, and epic battles in mind, he walked out the door, only to be greeted by an empty apartment. Tsubaki had left to do something... maybe... Oh well. He would figure it out later.
He didn't have time to waste thinking about the foolish actions of mortal humans anyway. Besides, Tsubaki could look after herself. She was smart...and kind... and loyal... and brave... and pretty darn great for a puny mortal.
He walked out of the apartment and began sprinting up the stairs to the DWMA, yelling about his greatness all the while.
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As Black⭐Star sat in Professor Stein's class, he tried his best to stay awake.
He was INSANELY bored.
As Stein rambled on and on about the history of Souls or something like that, Black⭐Star's gaze slipped to look at his fellow classmates.
Maka was writing notes feverishly. Soul looked bored, just like Black⭐Star's amazing self. Liz was doing her nails with some fancy nail painting stuff. Patti was acting out a miniature battle between two tiny but monstrous giraffes. Tsubaki was staring at her textbook. She seemed preoccupied and a bit worried. Black⭐Star would have to talk to her later. (A great honor as epic Gods such as himself were of a higher class than most humans and could not be trifled with their petty problems.) And Kid was looking down at the professor, trying his best to stay interested. Heck, he probably knew all this crap already... He didn't even have to be here. Why was he here? Black⭐Star wished that he could skip school without facing the threat of detention, or worse, a Maka Chop. Lucky.
Honestly, an amazing, holy, epic, awesome God like him facing detention? Black⭐Star laughed at the prospect. Out loud.
Zing.
A scalpel stuck out of the wood behind him. Black⭐Star gulped and looked down at Stein.
"Would you like to share what you thought was so funny, Black⭐Star? After all, most people don't find the Great Massacre of London comical." The last word was long and drawn out, spoken with a hint of disdain.
Caught not paying attention. Crap.
"Uhh...shit. I was... uhh..." he started.
All around him he could hear the class holding back muffled giggles.
"...A GREAT GOD LIKE ME..." He trailed off.
Just as Black⭐Star was about to give some excuse about how he was thinking about his greatness, the door slammed open with a loud bang. Startled, he watched as a winded Spirit rushed into the room. It was clear that he had run all the way to the classroom.
"Lord Death would like to see Kid, Liz, Patti, Soul, Black⭐Star, Tsubaki, and my darling Maka in the Death Room, now."
Black⭐Star's interest was piqued. What was so important that Death would call him to the Death Room? A mission? Surely someone as awesome as he did not need help for one puny mission. So, what could it be?
The class woke up and began to look mildly interested in what was happening.
Maka looked to Stein for approval. He nodded.
"Go ahead. But Black⭐Star, come see me later today."
Black⭐Star nodded, inwardly shuddering at the thought of meeting Stein alone. (He was a strong guy and all, but Black⭐Star was still kind of freaked out by his threats of dissection.)
He let out a loud YAHOO! And took off, sprinting towards the Death room at a mile a minute.
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When he reached the Death Room, he was greeted by a peace sign and the normal "Wazup?"
"Nothing much..." He replied. Then as an afterthought, he added: "besides me and my total epicness, you mean?"
One Reaper Chop and a few minutes later, Kid and all the others entered the room.
"Hello, father," Kid said, eyeing Black⭐Star lying pitifully on the floor. "Why have you called us here today?"
"Well! Straight to the point! As you know, with the recent defeat of the Kishin Asura, his wavelength disappeared. However, some of our old enemies were reawakened by that wavelength. So, I have a mission for you all!"
Black⭐Star, renewed because of the words "mission for you" jumped up with a hearty YAHOO!
"WELL, WELL, WELL! A MISSION, YOU SAY!? NO MISSION IS IMCOMPLETEABLE FOR THE GREAT BLACK⭐STAR! GIMME YOUR BEST SHOT, OLD GEEZER, FOR THERE IS NO MISSION THAT I, THE GREAT, EPIC, AWESO-"
"REAPER CHOP!"
And with that, Black⭐Star was on the floor for the second time that morning.
"...As you were saying, father?"
"Right! Back to business. This mission is actually a combat mission combined with an infiltration, combined with gleaning some information... combined with...Whatever! I need all of you to infiltrate the headquarters of one of our newest enemies, Poison Dagger. Your objective is to discover their goals and secrets. We don't want any surprises, now do we?"
"Of course not, father." Kid said. "However, wouldn't it be better to take a smaller group? If we are to successfully infiltrate Poison Dagger, then a small team would be better. Also, some of our group here has a... let's say... a tendency to cause a ruckus?"
"That's a good point Kiddo. However, because of what we know about Poison Dagger, you will need a bunch of strong fighters. You see, Poison Dagger is very tight with its members and security, and they never let anyone leave. The only way that you will be able to avoid suspicion is by using Soul Protect. However, this spell will wear off within forty-eight hours without a witch to renew it. So, therefore, you have forty-eight hours to gain any knowledge that you can, and then you are to escape, causing as much destruction as possible. That's why we have included some of the... shall we say... louder (This was said with a pointed glance at Black⭐Star) members of your group."
"Very well, father."
"Great! Any questions, anyone?"
Maka raised her hand.
"Yes, Maka?"
"Well, sir, when-"
As she was about to ask a very important question, Black⭐Star shot up (He had been lying on the group for most of the conversation) and began to yell.
"AHAHAHAH! CONSIDER IT DONE! THE GREAT BLACK⭐STAR WILL HANDLE THI-"
And this time, it was a Maka Chop, with a very large book (2,074 pages to be exact), that brought Black⭐Star down to the earth.
"Well then!" Lord Death clapped his hands together. "Report here, in the Death Room tomorrow at 7:30 AM. You depart on your mission then. Now, go home and get some good rest!"
As the group walked out the Death Room, Black⭐Star being dragged along by a slightly embarrassed Tsubaki, Kid turned around and asked one last thing.
"Father, do you think it would be ok for me to show up at eight?"
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