I do not own Soul Eater.

Chapter 4

Soul left with little more than the clothes on his back as he headed south towards Urkishire, home of the Iron Fang's guild hall, after the troublesome girl that stared the whole mess.

Maka meanwhile took a carriage home, reading the strange journal the whole way. Ebon was a black smith creating tools and later weapons to help humanity. The rise of the demons had happened when he was twenty. No one knew where they'd come from but humanity was determined to survive. the master blacksmith created a windup key that could supply infinite energy, a cube that could be used for anything, a never stopping train and many other wild contraptions to protect people from the demons. But it wasn't enough, the demons continued to prosue humanity. So with few options left humanity decided to fight back.

Ebon made weapons like the sword Excalibur and the spear Ragnarok for some of the brave men and woman who decided to fight. After a while Ebon decided to join the battle had a hard time finding the right weapon. He'd researched many weapons and made many weapons, but nothing fit...till he found an old screech made by his master. It was an unfinished work for a scythe that his master had thought up in the last years of his life. Ebon had fallen in love with the weapon and had set out to create Soul Eater.

Unfortunately, the diagram was so faded you couldn't use it to identify, let alone make the weapon which disappointed Maka. The diagram for Ebon's other works were more or less intact and might be used to created new weapons. Then again Maka had no idea what the book would be used for, so studied the book with such intensity that when the journal ended suddenly. She couldn't figure out what happened. It was only when she arrived at the guild hall that Maka discovered the final pages had been cut out. Boy she cursed the day lights out of the person who did that.

Needless to say her guild mates were shocked till they figured out Maka's rant was all about the little book in her hand.

Free an older member of the guild patted Maka on the head.

"What's got your nickers in a twist?"

Maka would have hurt him except for the fact that Free was one of the strongest and most respected members of the guild. Even with his strange fashion sense. He liked wearing prison jump suits, said it matched his face tattoo. Free was odd but not bad, so Maka could only reply, "I finished the mission, but nothing went as planned."

Maka sulked as Free rubbed her back, "Well your home now, so don't worry so much. Tell Mizune what happened and

relax." with a pat on the back Maka was shoved to the guild's secretary. "Oh, I'll let Medusa know your back!" And Free being totally oblivious went to the guild masters room.

Maka contemplated making her report to the guild, but decided against it when the guilds temporary walking encyclopedia of everything demon walked by. In other words, Death the Kid, demon slayer, temporary member thanks to the inter guilds exchange program. Death the Kid was a member of Death's Mask. An odd guild comprised of only demon slayers who took their guild name from their weird guild master Lord Death who always wears a white comical scull mask and black robs. no one has seen Lord Death without the mask and robs. Not even his son, Death the Kid.

Death the Kid, who goes by Kid, is OCD, always wears a suit, three rings one each hand (Iron Fang members think they're for work), and a neck tie in the shape of his father's mask. Even though kid is obsessed with symmetry, he himself is asymmetrical, having three white stripes though only on one side of his black hair. No one should mention this! Aside from the obsessive compulsive tendencies Kid is an excellent demon slayer, teammate and guild member. So Maka figured Kid would be able to solve her "Demon" problem right away.

"Kid!"

"Maka, what is it? is something wrong with my suit!?"

"No Kid..." Maka was cut off by the cat calls from her guild mates.

"What's wrong?"

"Kid's suit is messed up."

"No it's not."

"Yeah it is."

"Who cares if he's asymmetrical?"

"Why'd you bring up his hair!"

"I didn't."

"Shot!"

"Blast it!"

"Not again!"

Kid at this point was curled into fetal position muttering about how horrible and ugly he was, contemplating death and wished that if he was reincarnated he'd like to be symmetrical next time. Maka couldn't do much except pat Kid on the back and try to calm him with reassuring words. All the while glaring at her incompetent guild mates that caused Kid's panic attack.

"Hey Maka! Kid alright?" This voice belonged to a spiky blue haired ninja called Blackstar. He was a self-absorbed loudmouth who loved to be the center of attention. In the guild registry he was marked as assassin but insisted he was a ninja. Either way he didn't act like a ninja or an assassin. Even with all his flaws Blackstar was still Maka's and Kid's friend. Although according to Blackstar, Kid was his number one rival while Maka was the sidekick. It's nice that Maka and Kid are so tolerant.

"Well he started to have one of his panic attacks."

"Kid you look fine, so stop mopping around. You promised we'd go on a quest when Maka got back."

"Stop yelling and pick one, you, asymmetrical loud mouth!" Kid yelled.

"Yeah!" Blackstar went off to look at the quest board filled with mission requests, leaving Kid and Maka alone.

"Sorry didn't mean to lose it Maka." Kid apologized.

"Well at least Blackstar can snap you out of it."

"So what did you want to talk about?"

"Well, are there demons without souls?" Kid looked at Maka like she was crazy. "Uh, on my last mission I ran across this person without a soul. He was super strong, I even pulled out my trump card! He used black magic to knock me out."

"Then how did you survive?" Kid asked with full blown concern.

"He let me go and gave me the book I was looking for."

"Doesn't make sense." Maka wouldn't lie.

"I know, but it's the truth, you got to..."

"I believe you, it's just I've never heard of anything like this. I'd need to know more before we take action. Have you told anyone else about this?"

"No, but my report..."

"Keep quiet till we know more. We don't want to through everyone into a panic."

"Okay, but what about Blackstar?"

"We'll tell him on the mission." With that Maka left to make her report handing over the book of Ebon.

End chapter

Sorry it's been a while; I have a few other chapters that I will start posting once a week as long as I'm able. I give no guaranty for the future. I will also try to make Kid OCD but it might be lacking, so sorry up front. Hope to see you again real soon.