Jacob and Dylan were going to endure the trials of the mimic mamodo.

"Let's try the first new spell. "Moidoka!" Mosaku said. He spoke with no feeling in his voice. It scared Dylan and Jacob. The rains that pelted the ground continued.

Maka's gems turned maroon went from maroon to bluish-purple, then back again. Then, it stopped on maroon. A row of trees appeared in front of Maka. I see. Mosaku thought. It casts a copied defense, like Moinaro. Let's try the next one.

"Gigano Mikado!" Mosaku cast, louder and more firm than before. One of Maka's gems turned maroon. The other turned bluish-purple. He put them together. Light flashed from them and enveloped Maka. In his place, was a huge suit of armor. It was 12 feet tall and spiked everywhere. Maka's face was inside the spiky, gold helmet. The whole suit was gray, except for the gold helmet. The hands were clawed and on the palm of each was a gem, like Maka's. Maka lifted his clawed hands. "A suit of armor." He said. He smiled evilly. Some how, a crack appeared on his face! The crack began to glow. Maka lunged for Jacob.

Here is where things get action-y.

"Pymara, Zapmara, blizzmara!" Dylan shouted. Maka struck his arm into the ground where Jacob once stood. Luckily, Jacob moved. Jacob shot the first blast, which nailed Maka in the side. Maka swung an arm, Jacob ducked. He shot the Zapmara into Maka's face. Then, another crack appeared. Maka grabbed Jacob and Jacob then shot the blizzmara, which did nothing but ricochet off Maka's armor. He giggled and smirked.

"Useless." Maka said. The voice Maka used was odd, and it seemed to be his voice and another deep, odd sounding one. Maka's eyes were pupiless. Maka was angry like nothing else. Even Mosaku noticed an unusual amount of power in Maka. Maka was acting strange.

Maka was holding Jacob in his hand. Jacob began to notice that the gem on the palm was glowing. He was in trouble.

Mosaku had to do something. Maka was out of control! The mimic mamodo has gone wild!

"Maka!" Mosaku cried. "You have to stop this! This has to stop now! He may have broken the mask, but we can fix it! Amber will get her mask back, if it's the last thing you do in this world!"

Maka's eyes had pupils again. The cracks in his face faded. "Mosaku… something…with the gems. They are controlling me! I can not explain…find…Mekain. He will tell you. He knows about the gems…he…will…help… before it's too late!" Maka scremd. He threw Jacob to the ground.

Maka's eyes became pupiless again. His face turned pale green. The huge armor disappeared. Maka was…transformed.

He was five feet tall instead of 4. He had long, white, flowing hair. His face was pale and cracked, everywhere, and his eyes had no pupils. His armor was spike in some places and a huge gem was on his chest. His normal gems were on his palm. On the corners of his mouth were small fangs. But alone the most chilling thing was his expression.

He had this look of pure evil.

"I am back." Maka said. "Once more, I have returned!"

Mosaku looked for his book, but it was gone! Maka looked at him. "I no longer need you, or any one else for that matter." Maka said with a smirk. He lifted his hand and shot a small Zaker to Mosaku, it struck him and he fell back. Maka then looked to Jacob and Dylan. He laughed evilly. "Thank you, you two. I was trapped, but you set me free. In return I will not yet burn your book." he bent down and lifted Jacob's chin with the crook of his finger. "Yet." Maka added. With that, he took and enormous leap and left.

Everyone stood in shock. "Great." Mosaku said. He laughed. "Maka's broken."

Jacob and Dylan looked at each other. 'Well, what do we do?" Jacob asked. "We started this, we should end this."

Mosaku taught. Before Maka went psycho, what did he say to do? Find…someone. Mekain. Fink Mekain, he will tell you about the gems.

"OK you two. We have an evil mimic mamodo on the loose. We have to find this…Mekain. Have either of you heard of him?" Jacob nodded. "Mekain is a wise mamodo who knows a lot about our past. He is also Maka's father."

Mosaku was shocked. What other secrets did Maka not share with him? Mosaku wondered what he was going to do. His mind was swimming. He was getting dizzy. He chose that moment to faint.

The Mimic Mamodo was on the loose. He was evil and Mosaku had to stop him.

Wonderful.


The mimic mamodo gone bad. Do not worry, this will only take up to three chapters or maybe even less, or more, no one really knows.