DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN SOUL EATER

"Can we kill them now?" Rika snarled as her loathing of witches finally reached its boiling point.

"No Rika, now Blair please tell me again how Maka came to your possession?" Soul asked as he held his blonde miester and ready to get rid of the Rika girl. To tell the truth the girl was uncool, trying to kill witches left and right and he hadn't been allowed to sleep in for ages.

"Well, after the Asura incident her body disappeared. But Eruka and Mifune found her unconscious and contacted me. We knew we couldn't send her back with her injuries and everyone thought she was dead. So Crona and I helped them get her back on her feet." Blair quickly explained. Soul and the others seemed fine by the story. Crona was smiling as he watched his blonde friend cling to her weapon.

"The only problem with the girl is that her memory from the incident is temporarily lost." Mifune announced.

"The fight must have had a traumatic effect on her and her mind must be self-consciously trying to hide it from her." Eruka said. Rika hid her grimace as she watched Soul and the others happily rejoice around the found miester. The girl seemed to remember them and had fallen back into her usual attitude. All Rika could see was black. It was the fault of witches that she and her weapon were like this. A failed experiment forced to live under the radar. Even death himself had never suspected her. Carefully she turned her forefinger into a blade.

"Maka, you're still a symmetrical beauty!" Kid beamed as he hugged the blonde miester.

"Yeah, Soul cried for two weeks, even Blackstar was quiet." Liz explained.

"Yeah and big sis cried too!" Patty added.

"Did not!" Liz cried out.

"I'm glad your back Maka-chan. It was sad without you. We actually worried for Soul." Tsubaki replied as she held her miester back as he bawled his eyes out proclaiming Maka a goddess for her narrow escape from death.

"You deserve the title; you beat Asura and saved the world." Blackstar admitted. But Maka was more concerned over the silent scythe weapon beside her. Not once had he offered any words instead opting to physical contact. He had not once since finding out her existence, let go of her. Every move she made he mimicked unconsciously. Their link was clearer than ever before and she felt every tear in his soul mend from her touch.

"I hurt you again." Maka whispered as she buried herself deeper in his grasp. Soul paused his breathing as he gazed down at his miester. She had not spoken a word until now. That beautiful angelic voice he had longed to hear since the fight had just spoken to him. He fought the tears not yet ready for them to show as he opened his mouth to speak. But instead of words forming a scream escaped him. Pain ripped through his body as he doubled over the weakened love in his arms. Blood was everywhere as Rika stood holding a long spear in her hands.

"Meet my weapon, Jager. He and I hate witches and find those who mingle with them unworthy of deaths rule." She growled as a new scar on his back matched his old one on his chest from Crona.

"Soul!" the room chorused as they readied their weapons to fight off the newest threat. Rika stood ready as Maka and Blair pulled Soul from the battle.

"We need to get him to Angela, she'll help us fix him." Blair whispered as Crona blocked the rouge miester's path.

"You won't hurt Maka, or Soul. I won't know how to deal with it if they die." He stated as he held Ragnorok in a dueling stance.

"Pity." Rika sighed as she dodged the two bullets aimed by the son of death himself. Blackstar used her ignorance of his presence to his advantage.

"Blackstar big wave!" he yelled Tsubaki hung by his belt loop from her demon sword mode. Rika flew to the wall coughing blood. Mifune took his chance to attack by the cover of Eruka's frog bomb.

"Damn, fine then brats but I'll be back. No way will I let scum like you live." She cursed before diapering in her own smoke screen.

"You should really listen to your god when he tells you someone's shitty." Blackstar stated bluntly as the weapons reverted to human form. The room nodded as they waited for word on Soul's condition.

AN/ SORRY SO SHORT. RIVERFEST IN ALABAMA IS TOMORROR AND SATURDAY NIGHT SO I'LL BE MIA. I TRIED TO MAKE THE CHAPTER GOOD FOR YOU EVEN THOUGH IT'S SHORT AND FOR THAT I APOLOGIZE I WAS WRONG AND NO MATTER WHAT I DO ITS STILL A FANFIC SO LETS GO BACK FOLLOW THE LITTLE BLUE WORDS AND LETS GO ON ANOTHER EPISODE. JOURNEY WITH ME AS WE TRAVEL THROUGH THIS LITTLE PLACE THAT WE CALL FANFICTION! KOODOOS TO WHOEVER GOT THE SONG REFERENCE. HINT IT'S RAP. PLZ REVIEW