"Who are you, anyway?" asked the doubtful Ladybug. A girl with the power to purify akumas before they even left the possessed object... This girl could either be a powerful ally, or a fearsome enemy.
Fortunately for Ladybug, the girl was the former of the two. She chuckled and began to answer, "I'm Maka Albarn. I'm a meister from the DWMA, the school that fights the evil kishin. Like I said before, I'm here to help defeat Hawk Moth - I'm on a special mission to collect his soul, which is no doubt only a few steps away from becoming a true kishin."
Ladybug frowned. "But we don't know where he is... No one does, unfortunately."
"No, but I have a special ability - soul sight. I can see the soul of anyone - and yours is a bit strange. It's like it has two sides - a heroic, responsible side, and a sensitive, shy side." Maka's eyes narrowed.
The superheroine gasped and attempted to cover her chest. "Hey, stop looking at my soul!"
The meister chuckled. "Sorry... Habit. But I doubt Hawk Moth's soul will be hard to find. His soul will be dark, and inhuman, a kishin egg."
"Wait, where did your scythe go?" asked the bluenette.
Soul raised a hand. "I'm right here, actually."
Ladybug shook her head. "No way..."
"Soul Eater Evans is my weapon partner." the girl explained, with a chuckle.
From the sky, a dark leather clad figure dropped in. "What did I miss, my lady?" asked a beautiful blond cat themed hero.
The superhero sighed. "Chat Noir... Nice of you to drop in. This is Maka Albarn and Soul Eater Evans. They're here from the, uh, DWMA? Anyway, they're supposedly here to help us fight Hawk Moth..."
"Wow, sounds pretty paw-some!" he chuckled. "I'm Chat Noir, protector of Paris!" he extended his hand.
Maka took it. "So you work with Ladybug against Hawk Moth? Interesting..." She looked at his soul, and her eyes widened - it so resembled Black Star's, but Chat Noir's was flirtatious and gentlemanly, as well. But, like Ladybug's, there was a secret soft side, but this side was rather sad.
"Why do I get the feeling she's looking into my soul?" asked Chat Noir, looking a bit anxious.
Ladybug chuckled. "That's just the way it is with her."
The brunette nodded. "My soul sight ability is what will let us find Hawk Moth. His soul will be dark, and evil, unlike yours, which is bright, and heroic." She sighed. "But I've been looking all day, and I haven't found a single soul that could possibly be his! But that civilian he was controlling - it was chained up, possessed by the madness Hawk Moth controls..."
Chat Noir raised an eyebrow. "Madness? What's that?"
"It's a unique power that everyone has and is demonstrated in different ways. Different people suffer from different madness. Even I struggle with it," Maka grimly admitted. "Hawk Moth is somehow able to manipulate this power inside innocent people... If only we knew how!"
Ladybug shifted her weight. "Well, actually... We do. Hawk Moth releases an akuma - it looks like a black and purple butterfly. It seeks out those who feel deep negative emotions, allowing Hawk Moth and his victim to communicate. He offers the person power and revenge, in return for our miraculous - my earrings and Chat Noir's ring. Usually, we show up, we use our powers, remove the akuma from an object on their person, and then purify it," the superheroine explained with a smile.
Maka nodded. "Sounds pretty exhausting... For Soul and I, things tend to be easier. We take down our target, take their soul, and my partner eats it to grow stronger. Speaking of Soul..." She turned to her partner, who had been chatting away with Chat Noir about how great the food in Paris was. The meister let out a groan. "Boys..." she muttered.
"Tell me about it," Ladybug said, with an exasperated sigh. "So, you say your soul sight can show us where Hawk Moth is?"
She turned back to the heroine, and nodded, with a small smile. "But I haven't been able to get far since Paris is such a large city."
The bluenette laughed. "Well, I think I have a solution for you!"
In moments, Maka, screaming, was holding onto Ladybug as she used her yo-yo to swing through the streets of Paris. Chat Noir and Soul diligently followed, still casually talking, now about dancing and how wonderful music was, especially piano music.
Cold... Where was she? It was so cold, so cold... She gasped, eyes fluttering open. A cave! She quickly sat up and looked down at her body. Bigger, more feminine, than her last human body. An adult, not a child. She glanced at a puddle, at her reflection. Her hair was blonde, and twisted in the front like it always was. Her eyes, green, like slits. She opened her mouth, and a black line zigzagged from it. She chuckled. "Finally..." she whispered, before trying to stand up tall, and succeeding, but only after gripping onto the wall. She began to hobble forth, her bare feet scraping the ground.
Medusa the witch was weak, in a body that was so close to death... But now, she brought new life to it, and she would be able to get revenge on the pesky meisters who had taken it all from her in the first place. She let out a dark chuckle. No, they would not oppose her again - this, she was sure of.
The circular window slowly spiraled open, revealing the infamous Hawk Moth, standing in the blue light that shone through. He lifted his head, looking out the window. He had seen, through his latest akuma, these newest good-doers. They were strong and powerful, this he knew. But they were not miraculous holders, which meant they were not immune to his power. All he had to do was wait for one to fall... And the rest of them would come tumbling down, too. He let out a malevolent chuckle.
Maka Albarn, Soul Eater, Black Star, Tsubaki Nakatsukasa... One of these four would be overcome with negative emotion, and then they would be the perfect prey for his wicked akuma. It was only a matter of time...