"I'd forgotten how usually low-key Kid is but he is a Shinigami after all that was a whole different order of magnitude…" Maka mutters amazed as Kid finishes Mosquito off after ending the butler after struggling only managing to barely survive, courtesy of Soul's music binding their souls wavelength together to finish off the monster or so they thought…
"Okay he let his guard down let's get the demon tool in his hat." Kid reminds the two of the task at hand.
"Right, looks like he can't move anymore, this will be a piece of cake." Blackstar beams brightly at the news.
"No it's over. Time's up." Sternly, Soul intervenes removing his fingertips from the piano.
"Soul you bastard!" The demon within Soul scowls at him.
"Why Soul? We still have one minute look at him, it won't even take a minute." Mama whines childishly, furrowing her brow down at her scythe.
"Heh, heh looks like there's one person who's thinking straight." Smugly, the demon snickers smirking.
"Did you forget? Before he transforming that old man said 400 hundred years back no 100 should be plenty, that means he can still transform further." Frowning, Soul reminds her.
"It's also true that by making himself 100 years younger he extended the amount of time he can spend in the filed by 10 minutes." Kid remarks lowering his guns after his death canon.
"Did you finally realize? You had no chance of winning from the start your bodies are going to start fading for fighting bravely I'll let you go but it would be best for you to head back." Boastfully, Mosquito sneers as he his body shifts, turns, morphs…
As a Shinigami I should be able to remain her for a while longer but this isn't a enemy I can beat on my own and besides even if I am a Shinigami I still don't know the full capabilities considering mother's human side of me…" Kid considers, brow furrowed.
"After we've come this far." Disappointed, Maka sighs sadly.
"You must be joking to leave like whipped dogs urgh!" Angrily, Blackstar snaps.
"Blackstar!" The three jolt up at the voice turning their back to the shifting Mosquito knowing if they stay they will die.
"Kid! Maka!" Another voice calls out as the three turn towards a familiar pair of students.
"Kilik Ox." Maka recognises them.
"Hurry up you're 20 minutes will be up soon." Ox tells them.
"This way!" Kilik gestures behind him.
"Why are you here?" Blackstar grunts grimacing as he clutches his chest wincing, the shadows coiled around his skin soon fleeing from his form.
"What's wrong Blackstar this isn't like you." Kilik offers his hand out to the fallen figure of Blackstar, sweat sliding down his head.
"Shut up keep your mouth shut and lend me your shoulder." Scowling, Blackstar orders.
"Yeah that what I'm here for." Kilik helps Blackstar up, placing his arm over his.
"Let's go back…" The others nod as they leave, heading out of the field, Kid's brow furrowing when his golds linger upon the two figures behind him, his eyes widening when just as he leaves, he feels the ghost touch of a feather brushing against his cheek. Confused, Kid places his hand on his cheek from the touch turning to see the crisp coal feather fluttering to the ground making him furrow his brow not quite sure what to make of it all as they leave, heading out of the field.
"I'm very sorry we lost the demon tool." Sadly, Maka bows her head as the two leave as Marie scowls at the two, Stein spasming by her side cackling.
"What a reckless…" Mad, Marie seethes swiftly slapping the students.
"Marie?" Maka blinks baffled before their eyes expand as she then brings them into her arms.
"When we get back to the school you're getting called into my office prepare yourself and as for you Kid I'm telling your mother." Marie says sniffling making Kid flinch from her words, tensing up.
"N-Now hold on…" Worriedly, Kid begins but…
"Thank goodness you're alright…" Relieved, Marie sighs solemnly.
"Oi everyone alright!?" Sid rushes over to their side alongside Naigus and Justin behind them.
"Sid! Naigus! Justin too!" Maka beams brightly at the sight of them.
"We were worried about you." Sid tells them.
"Looks like we've found everyone it's unfortunate but one of the enemy forces got away." Justin exclaims.
"Our objective was to obtain Brew not to destroy the enemy speaking off where's Brew?" Sid questions Stein who bows his head silently making Sid sigh.
"Stein can you stand? I'll carry you on my shoulders." Sid offers kneeling down.
"Sorry about this." Stein mutters as he is helped up.
"Maka." Sid tosses a mirror over to Maka.
"Yeah!" Clumsily, Maka catches the mirror.
"After we leave this land use it to give a report to lord Death." Sternly, Sid orders her.
"Yes sir." Maka nods her head in understanding as they all board the boat.
"Well then let's back home to death city!" Sid declares as the people leave the island unaware of a flying fleeting heading off to who knows where…
"4242564 hello hello lord Death this is technician M-" Maka begins but gasps when she is greeted by…
"MAAAAAKKAAA ARE YOU OKAY!? IT'S PAPA! IT'S PAPA!" Screaming, Spirit yells into the mirror tearful.
"STOP MESSING WITH THE MIRROR SPIRIT!" Snarling, the angry Ava roars making Maka flinch from the sight of her, not quite sure how to feel after the magnetic field after seeing her past self.
"OW! I'm sorry I'm sorry!" Spirit wails when he is thrown to the ground, wailing.
"Yo sup hey hi." Happily, Death greets Maka unfazed by the battle behind him.
"Mm Maka's real cute isn't she?" Spirit smiles sweetly.
"Are you talking to the corner again?" Annoyed, Ava furrows her brow by the redhead huddled in the corner.
"I'm talking to you." Grumpily, Spirit huffs.
"Then look at me when you're talking to me dumbass. Urgh, Maka is Kid okay?" Sighing, Ava asks the mirror.
"He's fine lady Death see." Maka turns the mirror to see her son huddled in the corner.
"Hello mother." Tiredly, Kid waves his hand weakly to her.
"My baby! And are Patty and Liz okay?" Worriedly, she questions him.
"We're fine." Liz peers in.
"Thank goodness." Ava smiles softly relieved.
"Yes, yes there's no need to worry about him anymore when she found out she was in quite the state. So how did it go?" Death dismisses Ava angrily glaring at him.
"Well…" Maka trails off as she fills him in.
"Is that so…? You all worked hard." Death tells Maka as they head back to Death city.
"Wonderful Mosquito brew now belongs to me hurry up and show it to me." Sternly, Arachne demands from her servant as she sits herself upon her webbed throne, turning to glare down at Mosquito sweating bullets.
"Yes well…" Shyly, Mosquito begins worriedly.
"What is it? Hurry up and take it out." Impatiently, Arachne orders.
"Well…it seems that 800 years in the field was too long although Brew was Morrigan's masterpiece it seems it couldn't withstand it." Terrified, Mosquito bows his head revealing the broken artefact.
"Explain clearly please." Sternly, she demands from him.
"Brew is now just junk as it had stopped functioning." Mosquito answers.
"Well…that's all right expected as much lift your head." Sighing, Arachne swiftly shuts her fan.
"But…800 years of effort have come to nothing." Sorrowfully, Mosquito argues.
"Its true that I wanted brew for myself but Shibusen doesn't know that brew has been destroyed it should be enough of a threat hanging over them since they think that brew is still functional." Proudly, Arachne informs him.
"That's true a first class bluff my lady." Impressed, Mosquito praises her.
"The news that arachnophobia has brew is itself a weapon and I'll only allow them to have one piece of news that we've obtained the most dangerous tool called brew that by itself is a good result." Arachne informs him, her dark hues lighting up revealing the strings within…
"Knock knock…aw don't you look cute with your little fortune set." Slyly, Ingram snickers knocking on the stone doorway leant against it.
"Took you long enough." Medusa furrows her brow at the male strutting in.
"Am I in your good graces now?" Mischievously, he wiggles a brow.
"After leaving me for death what do you think?" Slyly, she smirks.
"Do you think I care? We both get what we want from this so here." Smirking, Ingram tosses the device over to her.
"Good work…" Smiling, she stares down at BREW.
"It's amusing for Arachne to think one of my mother's creations could be destroyed in such a blast, although back then it was a sad day for me looking back on it I see it as nothing more than a good day." Scoffing, Ingram boasts amused almost.
"Sometimes looking back on things through a different perspective helps a lot more than most would think. I must ask did you mother really make a fake for this purpose?" Intrigued, Medusa exclaims.
"My mother was nothing but paranoid, she had backup plans for everything." Ingram mutters.
"Everything now…?" Amused, Medusa arches a brow bemused.
"Ah but I'm saying too much let's talk about you and that little pen of yours. I must say I was impressed how one little snake manipulated the entirety of the battle, the battle for the bringer of storms. My mother has given this device many names temper, brew, bringer of storms its one of the many she created and yet this is all that remains, it's sad really." Ingram rambles brushing her off.
"Time can be so cruel sometimes especially for those ahead of the times. Your mother's death was a shame really, she could have helped me a great still. Still Thank you just watch Shibusen, Acrophobia and you too kishin." Hungrily, Medusa smirks smugly at her mission being accomplished by the aid of a single snake…