Wired Miester

Chapter 5


A/N: OH HEY LOOK IT'S ANOTHER UPDATE! I watched Soul Eater episode 39 and, I LOVED IT.

After watching it this idea struck me and wouldn't let me continue my day in peace! I was quite hesitant to actually add this (I was going to make this an extra) SINCE IT BECAME A MAJOR TWIST IN THE PLOT (for me, since I had planned out everything till the end) and was really hard to fit in. I HOPE YOU APPRECIATE MY EFFORTS PEOPLE! But anyways, this chappie is dedicated to dem' Shibusen brats~ Love 'em~!

Disclaimer: Y I NO OWN SOUL EATER?!


"Tch. Nothing's changed, as it? Lord Death." A smirk danced on the guest's lips as she strummed her fingers on her knee.

Everything was just how she remembered it- all down to the last remedial lesson. She hadn't sat down so peacefully in a while, isolated from the outside world and all. But she was the Reaper's Best lieutenant, and THAT was worth it.

"I'm afraid it has, Kami-san~. But I'm sure you'll like the new batch, they're quite the lively… "monsters" as they call themselves. Of course, your beloved daughter as well."

"Humph. I'm already liking the zeal~. Maka…" Almost on cue, a rough wind whipped her long, chocolate brown hair behind, revealing her emerald green orbs. "Mama's home."

Shinigami knew what she meant. Granted-he was the Grim Reaper but he was also a parent. And a proud one-mind you. He couldn't imagine being on the run, travelling around the world and still trying to maintain a healthy relationship with his child, like she was. And yet, her daughter still loved her…

And still, Death the Kid, his only child seemed to show him the cold shoulder. He wasn't travelling the world, but they still ended up with that same, bitter result. He always had loved him, even though he never had the time to prove it. If he could change the fact that Kid had to live alone in a huge mansion from the age of four he would change that. He really would.

"She'll be glad to see you, but it'll be hard to break the news to her. After all, I think that she never even suspected that she'd be working as a double-cross agent. Anywho~, we'll be receiving Mephisto's call anytime now-"

*TING. TING. TING.

A nearby mirror shook slightly, it's glass rippling like water and no longer showed the scythe-miester's reflection. Instead, a man dressed in an oddly classy, yet clownish attire with a top hat could be seen.

"Good morning Death-OOOH. I didn't see you there…" He said, while flashing the only woman in the room his signature grin; baring his fangs. *"It's so nice to see that a young woman such as yourself is…STILL alive."

Typical Mephisto, she thought while blowing on her bangs. Choosing to ignore the comment, she just solemnly stated "good morning Mephisto, I trust that you too are doing well." Filthy man! Did he think that THAT tone would get a rise out of HER? Tch! So not going there, EVER again.

"Hello Mephisto~!" The Reaper sand, bouncing up to the mirror. "Has Maka-chan arrived safely yet? I believe that this is her first day attending classes?"

"Yes it is~!" Said man replied, in the same way. "She and Rin are currently attending their regular classes, Exorcist Cram-School begins next week!"

Upon hearing the name "Maka" the brunette smiled silently while pushing her hair behind her ear. "Let's get to the POINT, shall we?" She coughed rather loudly, giving their conversation a boost.

"Oh yes Kami-Chan~ I just wanted to mention that your daughter is getting along MAGNIFICENTLY with the son of Satan!" Mephisto smirked, running his fingers down his desk.

He was trying to piss her off AGAIN wasn't he? Shibusen was on step-ahead, they would never trust a filthy demon! Them getting along was a part of the plan, but she couldn't tell HIM now could she? Even though it was against her will, she still gave him the reaction that he craved for; "As if you aren't, scumbag! YOU BETTER be treating my daughter right!"

"My, my, quite the hot-head, aren't we?" Obviously, who do you think Maka got it from?

TING. TING. TING.

Another mirror started to shake, but Lord Death had already started walking towards it. "Excuse me, but it seems that a miester is calling me~" and with that, his attention was now directed towards the hack miester Hiro.

"Oi YOU!" The fired up miester whispered to the eldest son of Satan-just loud enough so that he could barely make out her words. But he knew better than to provoke her even further, and with a wave and another smirk-TING! They could no longer see each other.

"Heh. And she thinks that I don't know about their little plan to kill Rin?" Mephisto laughed, talking to no one in particular. Let's just say that, when it comes to spying, Amaimon was a professional.

He wasn't worried though. Rin already knew that many people were out to kill him. What difference did one more make? Or maybe he was underestimating her…


He just wanted to be left alone, but they weren't going to leave him alone. He just wanted to be isolated, but they weren't going to LET him be isolated. Soul lay there on his comfy sofa; missing Maka and feeling depressed. Their lounge was an interesting place, one would never relax there; just feel immensely merry or down. Although, he couldn't suppress the happiness that bubbled inside his tanned chest when he watched his friends goof off.

Black*Star was chugging down his third carton of milk until Kim slapped his back, making him spit it all out of the kitchen floor. Jacqueline took no notice and continued fixing her hair, blocking out Patty's gagging noises ("this friggin' burrito is too damn BIG!" she cursed). Kid fought with the delivery man outside, because they seemed to be missing Liz's strawberry shake. Tsubaki set the cake in the oven to bake while Hiro and Kilik began pigging out.

Shuffling the cards in his hand Soul tried to suppress his laughter. What good was playing Mafia if no one took it seriously? Pot of Thunder interrupted his thoughts by turning the volume of the t.v even louder (which was now max), Pot of Fire got up and jumped onto Soul's shoulders, trying to imitate the strange dance on the television (One Pound Fish vs. Gangnam style had some crazy moves yo).

Only a few dim lights were on, so was the television and stereo, the teens continued their shenanigans in the moonlight. To make the moment even more perfect, Blair opened all the windows to let the chilly nighttime air in. Patty snuggled herself into Kid's chest and laughed at Soul when he got tackled by Blair. But what else was to be expected? They had just gotten back from a nerve wrecking mission of life or death- it was time to let loose.

If only Maka was here… Soul thought, shutting his eyes and blocking his mind from everything except for his miester. She seemed so troubled…the last time he saw her. But her pouting record only lasts for two days to she must be fine by now, right? Still, he was her weapon partner and he cared for her- actually, everyone in the room loved her! They were all probably thinking about her too…

On the bright side, Maka wasn't gone forever! After all, they were planning to visit her, and it was uncool to dwell on something like this. Something that he could not change, no matter what. Maka taught him that.

Soul snapped out of his nostalgic trance and noticed that several things had changed now. Black*Star and Kim were furiously playing mario cart, *Hiro was beating Kilik with a burrito ("YOU WERE GOINGTO EAT MINE, WEREN'T YOU YOU BITCH?!"), Tsubaki tried serving cake to Kid but he was crying over the placement of the strawberry and threw it out of the open window, the two shamans were busy, hip-thrusting across the room, Patty was finishing Black*Star's carton of milk and Liz was painting Blair's nails as well as-

"OI LIZ! DON'T YOU DARE PAINT MY NAILS!" The two girls laughed at the deathscythe and pecked his tanned cheeks. He decided that it would be best to ignore their complaining neighbors and just play it cool when the cops arrive because tomorrow was a BIG day. And judging by the tone in Spirit's voice it was not going to be good.

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Waking up early in the morning was a near-impossible task for them all. Considering all the shenanigans that they stayed up doing, the teachers would obviously expect them to come in late, so it was all cool. But no, they had a very obsessive-son-of-death in the house and HAD to arrive perfectly on time (no one expect for Black*Star had the guts to oppose him-he's quite moody when he wakes up in the morning).

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Upon entering the Deathroom, the teens found themselves in the presence of three adults. Lord Death ("OISU~!" "Hallo, hallo Lord Death!" "Good morning father." "Top of the morning boss!"*), Deathscythe –who was looking quite pale and timid today-and a woman.

A woman that they had never seen before, although it felt as they did. She gave out a familiar aura, it was strong and steadfast. Calm yet powerful. Something like Maka's-

"Hello." Said woman introduced, smiling slightly and placing a hand on her hip ("her nails are fabulous!" "Shut up Liz!") "I believe that you all must be wondering as to who I am. You don't need to know much about me- and I would prefer if our relationship remains cordial and based on hard facts alone- but here me out when I say this, it is something that I won't hesitate to tell you. Before Lord Death and…-tch-SPIRIT, explain operation Perfect Miester and your assigned roles to you, you must know this. Satan and the Asura are the same to me! Nor do I know them at depth and nor do I need to, all I need to know is that they must face the consequences of their actions and reap what they have sowed.
I've done it once before, and I'll do it once again, I'll personally ensure that every cuticle of theirs is ripped from their bodies and will never see the light of day! You may call me Miyagori-san, but you might know my by the name of Kami Albarn. My goal is to annihilate Asura, Satan and all his damned sons with my very fists!"


A/N: I wanted to make Kami a badass, did I succeed?

At first, I too thought that Kami would look like an older version of Maka but kids aren't always splitting images of their parents. So this is what I think Kami looks like (don't worry, there'll be more description later on- I've got a whole character design for her).

I was in such a hyperactive mood when I wrote this (I came back from jogging 6 kilometers with my mother) and I poured my thoughts into this shit. I LOVED writing this chapter. I LOVE IT!

Kami's name- Kami Miyagori (not her official name) suites her in my opinion, it means Divine Shrine.

Aztec's

*(1) It's the sound of the mirror not the bell.

*(2) I like adding Kilik in all my shit, I like him :3

*(3) You can guess who said what