"This…woman this wavelength ah…ahh…" Stunned, Maka whispers watching on shaking, shuddering in Soul's arms as the to gape at the woman before them, she has extremely pale and flawless complexion, making it appear like she's almost constructed entirely out of porcelain. She has a curvy figure, with very large breasts, a thin waist, and wide hips. Her facial features comprise of long dark/black hair, worn in an upwards manner with two long strands that frame either side of her face, and eyes that have both completely grey irises and pupils, each containing a black spider web pattern.
"She resembles…" Soul begins staring at her clothing consisting of simply of a long black sleeveless dress; however, this dress is incredibly long, in that it completely conceals her feet, while ending in eight small trailing pieces of fabric like the legs of a spider. A narrow black band encircles her neck featuring a small spider emblem that lies at its front and eight extensions that protrude outwards upon the back, with four emerging from either side. Spider web netting branches the gap between the band and the dress, extending downwards from the aforementioned spider emblem. Two large "sleeves", separated entirely from the dress, are worn on her arms, ending just after her elbows. Each of these "sleeves" also display four protrusions, appearing at the ends of the significant amount of overhanging fabric. She also wears two spider earrings that hang downwards from her ears.
"Me-Medusa…lady Medusa…" Terrified, Crona whimpers, her teeth shaking, shuttering, shattering grinding against one another gaping, gawking at the sight of the woman terrified.
"The disciple of the mother of demon weapons…Arachne." Ava furrows her brow at the thought, arms crossed over her chest as she and Death stand before the mirror.
"To think she was alive all this time…" Death looks over at Ava.
"I didn't think she was alive…" Annoyed, Ava's eyes narrow at the thought…
"Arachne I never thought that witch was alive, the disciple of the mother of the demon weapons, mother to the second generation in order to create something with a human appearance that could transform into a weapon. A witch's soul which has the power of transformation was used. In order to create the weapon, she murdered a witch and sued that soul as a sacrifice from her own race to join a human and weapon together. And 800 years ago both myself and the witch race thought it had ended." Death explains to Stein standing before them reflecting off the mirror.
Panting, the younger Achene winces cradling her shoulder as she hobbles, fleeing from the sight of snarling creature chasing after her as she darts behind a abandoned golem, heaving, huffing.
"Where are you!? You whorish swine I'll kill you as soon as I see you!" Enraged, Death snarls looking around, his figure rougher than normal, his claw with death inscribed onto one of his claws as he looks around the forest.
"You may already be dying you're severely wounded…you have no chance of escape." Gently, Death's features soften sadly as her body begins to break down, spiders spewing out of her form.
"I never thought she'd separate herself into bits and pieces to hide the fact that she'd survived…" Present Death sighs looking over at the grim annoyed Ava.
"Lady Arachne let me explain the situation…" Giriko begins looking over at the woman who simply silently raises her hand.
"No need huh." Giriko sighs slumping his shoulders from her action alone.
"Soul…Maka you had a fight last night over who burnt the curry right?" Smugly, she smirks at both the stunned Soul and Maka.
"Wha…" Maka exclaims as Soul stares stunned.
"It was Soul, he forgot to turn off the stove." Smirking, Arachne reveals.
"How could she have known that…!?" Stunned, Soul blurts out making Maka glare daggers at him.
"For 800 years I've watched the world through the eyes of my children…and Crona…the child of my little sister, Medusa…how nice doesn't look like you've gotten much love well I can offer you mine if you'd like." Sadistically, Arachne smirks smugly as she spreads her fan out with the cobweb design upon it, staring at Crona.
"I'm shocked I've become an aunt during the last 800 years haven't I? How unpleasant erase that child Giriko." Swiftly, she orders Giriko disgust laced in her tone turning away from Crona.
"Sure thing." Eagerly, Giriko smirks taking out his saws.
"Huh?" Crona blinks baffled taken aback by the swift strike of the saw, black blood spurting out of their body.
"I guess even Medusa's research isn't really a big deal." Tutting, Arachne sneers scowling at the sight of the hardening black blood.
"Impossible the black blood was cut by a kick!?" Maka says shocked at the sight of the crystal blood of sorts.
"Saw foot 2nd gear is plenty I see…" Giriko observers the blood.
"Be thankful that black blood will heal this level of injury!" Roaring, Ragnarok scolds Crona.
"Yeah…l...thanks. Meekly, Crona bows his head.
"What a handy fellow guess I'll have to split you into two and eat your soul then!" Hungrily, Giriko smiles smugly.
"Grossss don't come near me in that poot squaaaat!" Scared, Crona cries out, defending from Giriko's blades by Ragnarok's blade.
"Say farewell to your torso! H-HUH!? THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!?" Giriko snarls only to gawk when suddenly as he lunges at Crona once more only to falter when met by a slick silver blade.
"His arm was impaled…by a guillotine!?" Shocked, Maka gapes gawking at the sight of the guillotine blade sliding out of the arm of Justin rushing in.
"That was dangerous, just one shot and I would have been killed if not for this chain well done now who the hell are you?! Don't have the ears to hear me huh…" Giriko grumbles only to glare when noting the blondes earphones.
"That's Justin Law one of the death scythes." Arachne recognises perched upon the golem.
"Death scythe…this guy?" Giriko does a double take at Arachne.
"Four years ago at the age of 13 he became the youngest death scythe in history and he did it all by himself without a technician partner." Unfazed, Arachne explains.
"Oh god give me strength…SHIBUSEN STUDENTS THERE ARE ONLY TWO ENEMIES SO I CAN END THIS QUICKLY…JUST WAIT THERE FOR A BIT!" Loudly, Giriko declares loudly.
"What a loud voice…" Maka sweat drops.
"Wonder if its cause of those earphones…" Soul ponders out loud.
"This is a weapon without a technician like me…I don't like him. Kaa! I don't like you! Is it really that fun serving Shinigami father?" Frowning, Giriko questions snarling slamming his saw blade against Justin's guillotine blade, sparks spewing out between them both.
"Both of them their wavelengths are the same! Amazing…" Maka whispers in awe at the sight of the souls surrounding both Justin and Giriko.
"Trash like you are put on a leash by Shinigami, won't you even listen to a heretic's words!?" Giriko snarls baring his feral fangs at him only to gasp when he is grabbed by his shoulder shirt.
"This is a headbutt of love!" Justin slams his head into Giriko's.
"This bastard! Looks like you won't even listen to me whatever I say ass kisser!" Giriko staggers back hissing.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I can read your lips such dirty words…you're a bad boy." Bemused, Jushtin wiggles his fingertip, taunting him.
"What? So you can read my lips…you've just been pretending you couldn't hear me all this time you make me sick…" Seething, Giriko growls shouting at Justin.
"Giriko…" Sternly, Arachne calls out to him.
"THE HELL DO YOU WANT!?" Enraged, Giriko turns to shout at Arachne but falters from it horrified almost at what he had done.
"I…don't like kids who shout." Severely, she reminds him.
"What's that big sis?" Softly, he changes his tone, looking apologetic.
"The golem will run out of energy soon let's withdraw. They're waiting to welcome us there will be many more battlefields in the future." Firmly, Arachne informs Giriko.
"I guess there's no helping it. I'll leave the rest up to you golem, it doesn't matter what happens to that shitty father I'll kill you eventually!" Annoyed, Giriko sighs slumping his shoulders giving in.
"Wait! Don't run away!" Annoyed, Justin orders watching on as Giriko holds Arachne bridal style as they flee from the scene leaving the golem to distract the students.
"Crona!" Concerned, Maka calls out.
"Maka…" Worriedly, Crona exclaims looking over at her.
"I can't hesitate Shinigami's sama divine message said to protect the Shibusen students and the trial period student. EVERYONE DROP TO THE GROUND! THIS ONE'S GOING TO BE FLASHY! We the people of the city of death beseech you our god as Christ is just!" Justin begins pride laced in his tone as he closes his eyes focusing on his attack, waring the others.
"He…he started praying at a time like this…!?" Shocked, Soul says.
"The prayer is strengthening his soul wavelength!" Maka observes.
"Oh got let me be an instrument of your peace I am a pillar of justice in the name of the father, of the son, of the holy Spirit…blade of faith!" Firmly, Justin declares firing his attack, swiftly finishing the golem but Arachne and Giriko are long gone by then.
"Come let us all pray…" Patiently, Justin places his hand on his chest beginning to pray alongside the others.
"Shit…is he and I really the same sort of weapon?" Soul ponders to himself as they pray.
"Now then let's go back to Shibusen above all it's good that you're all unharmed..." Justin turns to smile at the three as they head back to Death City.
"Mother." Sternly, Kid approaches his mother seated upon her seat looking at a book only then to perk up at her son shyly entering the room in the main dining hall.
"Hm? What's up Kid?" Humming, Ava arches a brow at her son standing before her as she lowers her book.
"I was wondering what do girls like…?" Kid reveals making Ava's eyes widen when hearing his words.
"…Wow." Ava does a double take, staring stunned, trying to understand his words.
"Hm?" Kid arches a brow befuddled.
"I never thought I'd ever have this conversation." Honestly, Ava confesses bowing her head.
"What's that meant to mean?" Mystifed, Kid's gold hues narrow, quirking his head to the side scowling.
"Well originally I thought you weren't one for relationships I mean I did have a speech just in case I even had cue cards. Still didn't think the day would come, so who are they?" Curious, Ava asks as she leans over the table slightly intrigued. She didn't really think her son was one for relationships, he didn't seem the love at first sight sort nor had he really shown attraction sure he'd blush now and again when Liz and Patty had certain incidents but nevertheless…
"Wait what!?" Kid takes a step back baffled by his mother's words.
"Hey, hey I don't care who you date so long as you're happy." Calmly, she assures her anxious mess of a son.
"M-Mother it's not like that." Tsking, Kid grumbles glaring to the side.
"Aww you're so cute when you blush!" Amused, Ava chuckles leaning into the plush pillow of her palm, snickering at her son's antics.
"Mother please! I'm being serious." Sternly, Kid huffs, slamming his foot on the ground.
"Alright what's up?" Smiling, Ava leans back in her seat smiling at her son.
"Maka as you know was hurt in her last mission Soul is bringing her food but I thought I'd bring something it seems like a custom among friends but I don't know what to get her." Calmly, Kid composes himself, coughing awkwardly as he tries to fight back the blush threatening to resurface not wishing to face the taunting teasing of his mischievous mother.
"Oh yeah that makes more sense." Ava nods her head in understanding looking up at the ceiling as it all clicks.
"Mother…" Exasperated, Kid crosses his arms over his chest.
"Alright, alright cool your jets. Let's see why not a crossword?" Ava offers unsure, quirking her head to the side.
"She isn't an old woman mother." Kid sighs sweat dropping at her.
"Hey crosswords are for any age well except babies they barely know how to write their own name." Frowning, Ava crosses her arms over her chest leaning back in her seat scowling.
"Mother focus." Firmly, Kid snaps scowling, glaring daggers at her.
"Right, right…maybe flowers actually scratch that." Swiftly, she shuts the idea down panic clear upon her facial features from the thought alone.
"What do you mean scratch that?" Perplexed, Kid questions lost, brow furrowed.
"Sweetie do I have to remind you of mother's day, the florist you hired ended up in tears when you ripped into his floral designs?" Tiredly, Ava reminds her son grimacing at the memory, she had told Kid she didn't have to do anything for it, she never understood mother's day she herself never celebrated it, she didn't even know where the tradition began but still her son had insisted.
"They weren't symmetrical." Scowling, Kid pouts puffing his cheeks out slamming his foot down on the ground once more making her sigh shaking her head at her son. She remembered the bouquet far too well, the florist bursting into tears having broken down after he fell flat to the ground at their doorstep with the bouquet on the doorstep, the shine included she couldn't get over poor Patty and Liz, the two having joined in with the display. Liz having bought her some clothes with Patty folding some décor for the designs, having to make two of the same due to Kid's ramblings…
"Sweetie bouquets aren't meant to be symmetrical. Look just…think about it like this she's stuck in that bed all day staring at the same ceiling all day, staring at the same wall all day." Sighing, she tries to explain to her son, trying to hint at it at the least.
"You're right! I got it." Happy, Kid beams brightly.
"You…you do?" Stunned, Ava asks hopeful.
"I'm going to organise everything to be symmetrical." Smiling, Kid declares excitedly, his gold gleaming taking Ava aback.
"Wait…what!? Kid hold…on." Weakly, Ava tries to stop her son only to squeak as she comes crashing down, the chair having fallen flat to the ground making her groan, watching her son rush past Death who enters the room, calling out to her son but he is focused staring straight ahead.
"Kid certainly seems energetic." Death takes a note of helping Ava up.
"I would have said a book." Dejected, Ava bows her head groaning.
"Hm?" Confused, Death hums.
"Don't ask." Ava groans grumbling under her breath watching the mess of her son go off to do who knows what…
"Okay say ahhh…" Soul offers the spoon towards the bedridden Maka.
"Soul you don't have to feed me, this is really embarrassing." Maka whines.
"Don't be so stubborn you need to eat more so you can get your strength back up, the magic should seep out of your body in a few days." Dutifully, Naigus reports to her.
"You heard her Maka so hurry up and eat something." Sternly, Soul probes.
"Tadah!" Blackstar beams brightly as he reveals a marker.
"Nice marker." Tsubaki remarks.
"Please don't do it." Meekly, Maka begs but he simply removes the cork, taking a seat on her bed.
"My autograph will do a lot more work than any good or medicine will now sit still." Sternly, Blackstar smirks as he brushes her fringe aside leaving the canvas bare before him.
"No wait stop it! get off me Blackstar!" Screaming, Maka begs but…
"Well if you don't have a cast to sign." Liz chuckles smirking at the black star marked on her head with a moustache as she glares daggers at him.
"As soon as you feel better you're going to pay for this Blackstar!" Mad, Maka declares.
"Finished. I've arranged all the medicine bottles to be perfectly symmetrical you can rest easy now that you don't have to stare at those although Naigus do you have one more of these medicine bottles? If you have one it'll really really improve the balance." Pleased, Kid smiles at the cabinet before the group who sweat drop at him.
"Ah there should be some in the supply storage shall I bring you one?" Naigus offers.
"No I can't trouble you with the extra labour I'll do it myself." Kid rushes to the back.
"No don't it's-" Naigus calls out panicked but falters from his high pitched scream, screeching at the insides.
"WAAHHHH LIZ PATTY! COME HERE!" Enraged, Kid barks wailing at the two who flinch from the distressed Kid.
"What do we do big sis?" Patty looks up at Liz.
"Looks like we'll spend the rest of the day organising…" Dejected, Liz sighs as she and Patty join kid in the back beginning to organise the medical bottles.
"So…what was that about?" Confused, Death questions his wife as the two sit down on the living room sofa, the two sipping tea together while she reads the same book from before, her legs over Death's lap as he strums his mandolin. No words needing to be shared between the couple, the still silence of comfort normal for them.
"Kid trying to cheer Maka up." Lazily, Ava answers flipping through another page of her book, titled the tragedies of Hamlet.
"Oh isn't that nice?" Perkily, Death beams brightly at the news.
"Yeah…I just hope Stein hasn't done anything too severe on Maka." Worriedly, Ava sighs slumping her shoulders, her mind wandering already having too many possibilities of what could go wrong and knowing her child anything could happen. He could organise her medicine to a point of which Naigus may give her the wrong one or worse…who know what trouble her son could get wrapped up in…?
"Oh Stein wasn't the one to treat Maka." Death reveals making Ava blink baffled taken aback by the news.
"Really?" Confused, Ava does a double take as she removes her gaze upon the pages printed presented before her as she turns to her husband.
"No he's taking a few days off." Death reveals to her.
"Wait…Stein?" Stunned, Ava exclaims, astonished at the news, she didn't hear who had been teaching today? Was it Marie?
"That's right." Death confirms casually.
"Don't tell me he finally found a new test subject? I should call Spirit." Anxiously, Ava removes her legs from Death's lap, getting off the sofa brow furrowed as she places her book on the kitchen counter, standing up, shoving her hands into her pockets, hoping to find her phone.
"Don't worry Spirit hasn't been taken by Stein." Sighing, Death assures Ava taking out her phone.
"Then Marie?" Fretful, Ava asks clearly confused by the blood as she goes through her contacts.
"Ava…" Tiredly, Death begins sighing sadly, exhaustion etched into that single sigh alone.
"We can't have the insides of a death scythe be messed with when we need them now more than ever Death." Dutifully, Ava reminds her husband who gently places his mandolin to the side.
"Everything is alright, he hasn't taken anyone if anything I think he's taken himself out of the picture." Patiently, Death tells Ava arising from his seat.
"You mean with the wavelengths…" Ava furrows her brow crossing her arms over her chest conflicted.
"I think he too believes himself to be trying to fight off the madness within himself." Death informs Ava as she further furrows her brow at the thought, he couldn't do this alone, he couldn't fight the madness alone, she too that far too well.
"Stein…" Ava sighs sadly, bowing her head pained, closing her eyes sorrowfully, conflicted.
"Ava…" Death furrows his brow at his wife's still silence clearly concerned for his partner, he knew that well far too well, he had seen that look on her time and time again…
"I should have talked to him more." Ava scolds herself, huffing.
"You can only do so much Ava." Tentatively, Death places his hand on her shoulder squeezing it trying to comfort console her through this.
"But I can take his madness." Meekly, Ava argues anguished, bowing her head ashamed, it was the only thing her wavelength was used for.
"And he'll make more everyone has madness within them with what you've been through I fear if you spend more time near Stein his influence may tip off your madness." Worriedly, Death points out hoping for her to understand, sighing, he knew what happened, he knew what would happen when her madness tipped over. He couldn't…he refused to let that happen especially in her state considering what had happened to them both with Asura…
"I'm stronger than that." Annoyed, Ava huffs brushing him off dismissing him making Death falter from the sharp sting to his chest from her words.
"Ava it's only natural for you to feel that way considering Asura." Sighing, Death begins but falter from his wife freezing in her steps, crossing her arms over her chest, flinching from his words, from the name alone.
"…So we can talk about him now?" Bitterly, Ava sneers poison dripping down her tongue making Death grimace.
"Ava…" Death sighs bowing his head.
"Sorry I just…I need to go…get some fresh air." Angrily, Ava huffs, hands up in the air needing to get out of here as she heads towards the door.
"Alright. You can talk to me if anything's bothering you, you know that right?" She falters from the hand on her wrist.
"Course I do. Why else did I marry you for dummy?" Strained, she smiles at her husband, pecking his mask cheek before turning away from him as she passes a mirror flinching from the sight reflected before her, her gold gazing into a pair of raw reds…
"That's why this is so important! Liz Patty don't you understand the true meaning of orderliness huh they ran away huh…" Kid begins but falters from the lack of a pair of twins as he finds himself in the back of the medicine cabinet.
"What is it Sid?" Naigus questions Sid as the zombie entered the nurses office, Blackstar by Maka's bedside.
"We've received intel from Azusa it seems we've found one of the labs of Arachne the one who attacked Maka. It looks like they're building some sort of evil demon tool. We plan on infiltrating the lab, find the tool and destroy it, we're leaving right away I've asked Marie to look after Maka. Azusa is going to brief us as it stands looks like we'll have backup." Sid tells Naigus in a low tone unaware of a certain ninja listening in.
"That helps." Huffing, Naigus sighs.
"Let's go." Sid tells her as the two leave, Blackstar slowly follows watching them leave as he too leaves the office unaware of a certain staring Soul.
"Soul can you get Tsubaki over here?" Blackstar asks him easily spotting his lofty attempt at hiding.
"Blackstar…are you crazy!? I've seen that witch! She's not your average enemy!" Scowling, Soul tries to stop him only to falter from the sharp slam to the wall, a crater created before the two, debris come crashing down as Blackstar's fist firmly rests in the centre of the crater.
"I'm going to attack any enemy of Maka's I won't forgive anyone who's laid a hand on my comrade." Resolute, Blackstar snarls, seething.
"Then I'll go too." Soul steps forward but…
"Soul you should stay with Maka. Sorry." Smiling, Blackstar stops him as he falters from the refusal.
"Alright…" Dejected, Soul bows his head, his brow furrowed.
"The door is always open…" Creepily, the voice whispers haunting echoing in Soul's head making him grimace.
"Shut up there's a stink coming from over there." Disgusted, Soul sneers scowling mumbling it under his breath. He returns to Maka's bedside refusing to leave his Meister's side.
"How are the results of the morality manipulation machine experiment favourable?" Mosquito questions the subordinate walking by his side as they roam the hallways of the castle.
"Yes, we're in the last stage of fine tuning." The scientist reports.
"Excellent with this demon tool we'll lower people's notions of mortal making them dip into insanity all the more! Hahah! You know rather than guarding the little witch why don't you become my bodyguard? That sound good to you?" Pleased, Mosquito turns towards a familiar swordsman standing tall leant against the stone wall, draped in shadows.
"Not interested. I just do whatever I have to, to protect Angela." Resolute, Mifune states unaware of the battle taking place nearby…
"We've reached point B no problems so far." Firmly, Sid reports to Azusa presisg his forefinger to the skull speaker on his collar after swiftly snapping the neck of the guard nearby as Sid stands in the hallway not far off from the two.
"You're quick wait one moment while I look at the map." Azusa tells him her eyes lighting up as she sees far beyond through Sid.
"Right…what's our next move?" Sid asks after a minute or so.
"It's 32 metres to the target the passage is 3.5 metres wides okay with this the map to the complex is complete. Now go 15 metres ahead along the hallway you're in then take the stairs on the left the target is in the inner room there." Truthfully, Azusa begins mesmerised almost as she writes down the map coordinates upon the paper as if her hand was an entity of its own.
"The power of death scythes is really something else" Amazed, Naigus remarks in the holster of Sid in her knife form.
"I appreciate the sentiment though I can only see within a radius of 50 metres using Sid who's my medium. Still the signal is weak in the room with the weapon, but I can sense a witch's soul, one aging monster soul and be careful there's an extremely powerful soul present." Politely, Azusa tells them.
"I also felt those souls too. But we came to destroy the weapon that-" Sid reminds themselves only to falter form the bright blaring light of raw red.
"INTRUDER ALERT! INTRUDER ALART!"
"Impossible! We were detected!?" Alarmed, Sid gasps his grip tightening on his knife.
"We should hurry ad tell the bodyguard!" Quickly, Sid dives out of the way as a few scientist rush by ignoring him worried.
"Move it! it's the front door!" Another snaps.
"Front door? Azusa what's going on?" Lost, Sid questions her.
"I'm checking now…" Azusa sighs.
"Keep 'em coming ill destroy every last one of you!" Loudly, Blackstar bellows standing before the bamboo forest, men and women lay on the ground lost to the world as he is armed with Tsubaki ready for anything.
"My, my what a lively guest…" Mosquito reveals himself to Blackstar holding the hand of…
"That kid…" Blackstar's eyes narrow at the familiar girl.
"You guys are…!?" Tsubaki gasps as they are met by a familiar blade.
"Bastard!" Blackstar snarls snapping as his blade bashes against Mifune's.
"Why….!? Mifune what are you doing here!?" Tsubaki demands horrified to see the noble warrior with the likes of Arachnophobia.
"Angela come this way." Smugly, Mosquito gently guides the innocent girl away.
"Infinite sword style!" Mifune chucks his blade high in the air as they come crashing down, impaling the grass ground below them, surrounding Blackstar and himself as they share blows, their blades clashing.
"I can tell from your movements you've matured. I guess you're no longer a child." Civilly, Mifune politely praises Blackstar, sparks spewing out from both bladed foes.
"Of course! The great Blackstar has already beaten you once try ot to sound so conceited!" Angrily, Blackstar snaps snarling pushing him back.
"You're the one who sounds conceited Mifune likes kids so he's not fighting seriously against you! Mifune is even strong when he's sister." Angrily, Angela yells.
"I won't forgive you if you go easy you understand?" Annoyed, Blackstar snaps at Mifune.
"So this is it, looks like it was meant to manipulate human morality. Azusa what's going on at the front?" Frowning, Sid ponders as he takes photos of the machine, of the chair setting the charges.
"Right now the student is fighting against the person with the strong smell. However, the difference in strength is clear…it's overwhelming!" Amazed, Azusa confesses stunned staring at the souls emitting from them both, as bright as the blazing sun…
Said sun chuckles, cackling down at the sweating Stein, seething, grimacing as bullets slither slide down his stitched-up body. He punches and freely kicks the air on the training ground, trying to focus on the task at hand, trying to handle the madness flowing through him when…
"Wow you're really pumped up it's reckless to rid yourself of fear isn't that also one of Shibusen's teachings? Fear of being hated by others leads one to be a good person…a person who wants to become powerful so he chases power using the pursuit of knowledge as a stimulus fear creates order. But the amount of fear is much faster than the amount of actual danger, there is an excess of fear it's far too perilous to gaze at the future through the eyes of fear. In order to maintain the status quo actually Shibusen by assembling capable and talented people like you has amassed an exceedingly large amount of power." Mockingly, Medusa sneers smirking as Stein grimaces at the sight of the witch, at first appearing before him then next thing he knew, he felt her hands on his back, feeling his lips gently place on his back.
"That's the law of the almighty god." Stein sneers bowing his head.
"There's no such thing as an almighty god in this world. Even if there is a god inconsistencies arise between what he asks and the conduct he requires. As such I'd rather hold the spear of attack than shield of defence as a researcher don't you feel the same way? Right doctor Stein?" Smugly, she draws patterns into Stein refusing to look at her in the eye keeping his head low as Stein silently glares down at the ground feeling her hands upon him until…
"Found you…" Shocked, Stein jolts up at the voice alarmed at the sheer sight of the scowling Ava making her way down to join the mad scientist.