So this is the chapter of some explanation but not much.

Maka: "So what's going to happen?"

Spoilers! Doesn't anyone get that...? (Facepalms) Anyways... hope_Namikaze thank you again for helping me with this again. So anything you want to say?

Hope_Namikaze: "Again I'm only a tiny bit of help, all the credit goes to Xarazechi"

Maka: "Come on Hope, say something else."

Hope_Namikaze: "I'm not human... Kukukukukuku..."

Maka: "What do you mean you're no-?"

We'll talk about this later... Maka.

Maka: "Right. Whatever. Light doesn't own Soul Eater they belong to their rightful owners, A/N is Author's Notes and O.C., Like Rose and plot are his."

Now on to the story.

Chapter 3: Maka's Strange Dream and Rose Thorn's Husband

Soul had gotten back to DWMA and had Stein patch Maka up.

"May I ask, how did this happen? I thought this was meant to be an information retrieval mission and now I see that Maka got hurt and I've found some-" He cut himself off before it was too late and he said something he'd regret.

"You've found some what?" Soul asked him, trying not to scream since he was panicking.

"That information is not permitted but after I tell Lord Death, I shall tell you also."

"Fine," Soul said sighing. "We were told about a gang that might have been led by a witch..." and he told him everything.

After he was done Stein had his thinking look. "I see. I guess that stuff will happen." He then got up and was starting to leave.

"Where are you going?"

"I have some work I need to do," he told him and left. When he got outside he saw Maka's father, Spirit.

"So how's my daughter?" he asked worried about her.

"I have good news and bad news."

"What's the bad news?" He asked with anime tears in his eyes.

"Some of the witches blood slipped into her system, it's either she chooses to become a witch herself or we go through a severe operation to take it out but there's a high possibility she might not make it if she chooses the operation." Stein explained, expecting Spirit to go crazy and full on cry but, surprisingly, he didn't.

"And what's the good news?"

"We'll she'll live and I can cut her open when she becomes a witch," he said and earning a punch in the face from Spirit that sent him into the wall.

"YOU ARE NOT TOUCHING MY DAUGHTER!" he shouted in anger.

Stein got up and was fine. "In a more serious matter," spirit was now calmed down a bit, "we have a few big problems now."

"Like what exactly? My daughter is goanna become a witch!" He screamed, angered.

Lord Death appeared out of nowhere, "Yo!" The two jumped and began to glare at Death, "What were you talking about? I heard Spirit saying something about Maka becoming a witch. WAIT! Why would Maka become a witch?!"

"We'll tell you about it later Lord Death," Stein said. "We need some time to understand a bit more."

"Ooooookay?" Death said then leaving.

"Why didn't you tell him?" Spirit asked.

"Because if I did want him to know the one thing he fears was coming."

Spirits look like he lost all color in him. "Y-You mean his wife?"

"What was that you said?" Death asked from around the corner?

"Nothing Lord Death," Spirit said.

"Ooooookay?" Death said then leaving again.

Both of them sighed. "Well this is just great..." Spirit said.

"Let's just hope we make it out of this with our souls and bodies in tacked." Stein said.

(Back in the hospital room)

Maka turned and put her legs on the floor. She tried to stand but lost her balance and fell. Before she actually touched the floor, Soul caught her. He set her on the bed and saw she had fainted and her face was crimson.

He tucked a loose piece of her hair behind her ear and chuckled softly. "Who would've known you were so cute while you're asleep?" He then felt his cheeks turn a slight pink.

'When did I become so uncool that I'd wait till she's asleep to 'flirt' with her?' He asked himself slightly smirking. 'Wow I really am uncool,' he thought.

Just then Maka looked like she was having a bad dream.

(Maka's Dream/ Mind)

Maka was in a room that looked like the room that look like the one in Soul's mind but a lot darker. I looked a lot like a Gothic style look. The floor had black and violet tiles, black drapes and curtains, candles that had blue flames, an antique radio playing what sounded like Gothic Jazz (A/N 1) , A table with two chairs, and a tray of tea, cookies and sandwiches.

The song in the background began to change, it became a warped version of twinkle twinkle. A contorted voice was singing and a figure appeared out of nowhere.

He looked like a clown. He was ghostly pale and had a hole where his left cheek should be, it looked like he was stabbed multiple times. Surrounding his wound was a darkened moss-like material. On his nose, instead of the normal red nose, was an eyeball, most likely from a young human child.

His eyes were most likely carved into since the area surrounding them was empty, the eyelids gone. He had a carved in smile that reached up to his cheekbone. His teeth looked too long and sharp to be teeth, they were more of fangs but were way too big for his mouth. He had all sorts of different lengths of hair in all the different colors stuck to his head. But, looking closely enough, you could see that it was stapled to his head, every tiny little strand.

The area around where his heart should have been was weird. And I say should have been because there was a hole there. Like someone just ripped his heart out of his chest and, exactly like his cheek, there was the darkened moss around it.

He was wearing red baggy trousers that looked blood stained, his shirt was also loose but had a hole where the hole in his chest was.

He looked like a demon scythe but instead of the actual blade he had three skulls on his back, one was a man's, the other a woman's and the last a young child's. Each had a long sharp bone sticking out of the mouth.

"Hey Maka! Come to Papa..." Its voice was terrifying, it was like an unbalanced note, high pitched but contorted. Happy yet its true meaning held terror.

Just then he explode and turned to ravens then stood a woman that looked like a witch. She had a hat with a zig zag mouth and red eyes on it, a clock that covered her face and had safety pins running down it. She had grey hair, her eye color was black and had a bandage on her left side were her left eye should be. "It's nice to finally meet you Maka Albarn," the woman said.

Maka knew right away who it was.

"Y-You're-" Maka started.

"Mabaa (A/N 2), the Elder Witch and the Queen of the Witches," she told her then took a seat. "Please take a seat."

Maka sat at the table and asked "What was it that you needed Ma'am?"

"Not going to try and run for the door or try to attack me?" Mabaa asked.

"What reason do I have to try? Anyways, the door is way too far and having a fight right now would be too troublesome." She explained her prospective.

"Very wise answer for one so young," she complemented, "and you also might think this is just a dream or in your head right?"

"Kinda but it all feels so real," she shrugged.

"That's because this is your world my dear, I'm just a guest," she says. She then has the teapot and cups float in the air and having it pour I one of the cups. "Care for some tea young one?"

"No thank you I'm not that hungry, Miss." She said but her stomach betrayed her words. She began to blush a deep crimson out of embarrassment.

"You say one thing but your body says another," she said pouring her a cup and having it and a cookie and sandwich go to Maka, setting on her plate. "How many lumps of sugar my dear?"

"I'll just have one, thank you." Maka said, forcing herself not to say anymore.

Mabaa does so. "There you go."

"I thank you for your kind ways," Maka says.

"Flatter will get you nowhere, my dear." She tells her. "But nice try."

"I was just trying to be nice," Maka said truthfully. "But Ma'am may I ask why your here?"

"You'll find out why soon," Mabaa said taking a sip of tea.

Maka almost died of impatience, 'Hurry up time!' She thought.

"You know you can leave whenever you want," she said. "The door is right behind you."

"I'm fine," she said smiling as she began to hear her favorite song. She hummed along to it and danced slightly.

"Why don't you sing my girl?" Mabaa ask then an old time mike appears.

"Ok," Maka grabbed the microphone and took a deep breath, holding the mike up to her mouth. (A/N 3)

Friends will come and go,

And nothing lasts forever.

But the closest ones,

Stay near your heart.

Just don't make the same mistake as people have done before you,

Keep the close,

And don't let them go

Cos they're the ones who really care.

True friends are close like family,

They'll stay with you for eternity.

Hope they'll bring upon your life,

Helping you strive.

Maka was about to sing the next line when the clock rang.

"Oh dear it's that late?" Mabaa asked. "Well it's time for you to wake up."

"Huh? What do you mean?" She asked before she felt like she was hurled in through a long dark tube. On instinct she closed her eyes. She opened her eyes when she felt herself hit something hard.

She looked and saw she was on a battle field. 'Where am I?' She heard a cry and snapped her head in that direction. She saw blood everywhere and she was cover in the blood.

A small slender body walked in front of her, they were clothed in elegant white robes stained crimson, the color of the blood. The person lifted the hood and revealed a young feminine face. She had a childish face and her eyes held diamonds.

Her light silver eyes held a blue tint and slight strips of green. They were what anyone would call 'Divine'. Her small lips fit perfectly on her face. Her hair was platinum blonde with a few baby blue streaks. (A/N 4)

She looked around and sat down with a sigh, "Finally, they're gone!" Her voice made her sound around five. "How could they not catch me though? I am probably younger than a quarter of they're ages." But the maturity of her words Maka couldn't understand. She, herself, had only began to learn them when she was seven.

Maka began to walk towards the girl, a bony hand grabbed her leg and it turned out to be herself.

The young girl heard a small cry come from Maka and snapped her head in the direction.

A dark figure was clutching her head, almost enough to destroy it. Maka shouted, tears rushing down her face. 'They're back but this time it's only him.' The young girl thought. 'Just this once, I'll help Onee-chan!' She was determined now. She opened her mouth and an angelic voice came out, birds began to surround her and a few landed on her blonde curls.

"Please birdies, I beg of you help Onee-chan!" She pleaded and pointed at Maka, causing the little Robbins to flock around the dark shape. They began to peck at him while a few stayed back. The ones that stayed let out an extremely high pitched noise.

(Back in the hospital room)

Maka shot up out of her sleep, cold sweet on her and breathing was heavy. "Maka? Maka?! MAKA?!" Soul shouted, finally getting said girl's attention. "What happened?" He was worried, you could tell by his tone.

"Well I-I was i-in a r-room... and there was this women, she told me it was my dream world." 'Was it all just a dream?'

"Dream world?" Soul asked.

"Yea, apparently it's a world where I get to choose what happens and what goes on, also how it happens," Maka explained.

"I see," he said.

Maka slipped her legs to the side of the bed and stood up. She felt slightly dizzy.

"Easy there Maka," he said holding her.

"But I need to talk to Lord Death," she tells him.

"You need to rest, I'll get Lord Death for you if you want." Soul argued.

"No I am going," Maka argued.

"No you're not." Soul said sternly.

(Outside the front of DWMA)

A woman with a big group of girls was walking to the school. It was none other than Rose Thorn and the Black Rose gang.

"It's been to long sense I've seen my husband," Rose said.

Death the old man sensed his wife's soul and began to shiver, he ran to Maka's room and gripped her shoulders. He began to shake her shouting, "I'm doomed! I'm doomed! I'm doomed!"

"What's going on Lord Death?" Soul and Maka asked.

"She's come!" He kept repeating.

"Lord Death! Who's come?!" The two shouted together.

"My wife..."

"Your wife?"

"The mother of Kid," he shivered.

"And she is very unhappy about what you trying to kill her," said a voice from behind him. All three of them turned around and saw it was Rose.

"Oh crap!" Death the Old Man said. He could already feel the hate radiating from her in waves. "I-I'm sorry S-Sweetie but-"

He was cut off by his oh so graceful wife, "No excuses!"

Soul goes to attack her.

Maka held Soul's hood, she shook her head 'No'. Rose smiled as she saw her ship.

"Anyways," she said turning to Death who was trying to leave through a mirror but stopped when he knew she saw him. "Honey mind telling me why you wanted me to be killed by your two student?" She had a sweet voice but it was full of anger.

"Ah well you see-"

Just then the door busted open and Black*Star, Tsubaki, Kid, Patty and Liz walked in along with Spirit and Stein.

"LISTEN!" Death shouted

"What's going on dad?" Kid asked. Just then Rose turned to look at him.

"Hey Kid," she glomped him and kept a strong hold on him.

"Uh... who are you?"

"Y-you don't know who I a-am?" She sniffed.

"He hasn't seen you sense he was a baby Rose," Death reminds him. "You know that."

"Oh right," Rose said the turns back to Kid. "I'm your mother."

"My mother!?" Kid said in surprise.

"And she's a witch," Soul tells.

Kid was dumfounded. "A-A-A WITCH!?" He then was on the ground crying and beating the ground. "I'm trash, garbage! I don't deserve to live!"

The girl from Maka's dream appeared and pulled him up. "Onii-san, you're not trash. You're the most symmetrical person I know and you know that chandelier up there?" She pointed at said chandelier 25 meters above his head. He looked up and nodded. Not bothering to look at the girl's face nor her. "It's three centimeters closer to the left wall." Kid jumped up and 'flew' to the lights, he measured the space from the wall to the lights and screamed "NOO!" After realizing that the girl was right. He began to cry and the young girl actually flew up and fixed it. She flew down to allow Kid to re-measure it. It was now symmetrical and he stopped crying and jumped down. He already knew he would survive so he allowed himself to fall. Everyone watched as he face planted, in slow mo, onto the floor and everyone but Rose began to laugh.

Kid gets back up and looks at the girl. "Who are you by the way?"

"I'm..." She started, "a forgotten soul."

"Huh?" everyone asked.

"Well you see... There are a few people in the world whose souls are so small, they're forgotten but my soul isn't small. According to my clan." She explained the key points.

"We'll talk about her later," Rose said. She then she turned to Death. "Now honey..." has the sweat killer look on her.

"Wait! I think we should concentrate on this young girl since her soul seems... Weird!" Death shouted, trying to live another day.

"Oh no," she started, "you're not weaseling out of this one."

He fell to his knees and began to cry. "I'm so sorry! It's just... The main room forced me too!"

"I know you're lying sweetie... now tell me the truth now."

"Uh... well... the uh... the Kishin, Asura... was freed..."

"Oh I see the-" she relives what he. "YOU LET THE KISHIN ESCAPE!?" she shouted so loud the he whole school shook a bit.

"I tried to find him and re-lock him b-but it didn't work! I'm so sorry, it's all my fault! I deserve death!" He fell to his knees and cried.

Rose had such an aura of death, you thought she was death.

"Go ahead kill me!" He cried

"I'm not going to kill you."

"Then why do you seem like you're planning my death?" He asked.

"Oh, I'm just going to beat you within an inch of your life a hundred times," she tells him.

"Okay!" He wailed.

"CAN WE WAIT A SECOND PLEASE!?" Soul Shouted.

"Yes?" Rose asked in a sickly sweet voice.

"First of all... don't use that voice..."

"And..." She said impatiently

"How are you Death's wife when you're a witch?" he asked.

"I wasn't always a witch," Rose tells them.

"So you were turned?" Soul asked, she replied with...

"Yes. I was and still am one of Death's followers."

"Ooooohhh," said Maka making an 'o' shape with her mouth.

"I guess you'll tell us how that happened," Liz asked.

"No." Rose smirked.

"Please Mother!" Kid shouted. Rose smiled "That's the first time you recognized me as a mother. Your mother. And Liz I was just messing with you."

Soul glared playfully at her, "So you'll tell us?" Rose nodded, "Well, where to start. Ah I know, from the start."

"Well I see you have everything under control," Death said. "I'll be on my-"

"You're telling it as well," Rose said. "Now sit."

"Oh shoot!" Cursed Death. "It started in a school..."

"Death..." Roze said making it so he didn't lie. "There we didn't meet at a school."

He smiled painfully as he sat, "It started like this..."

To be continued

And that's it.

Maka: "Took you two long enough."

Hope_Namikaze: "B-But it's not our fault" (Cries)

Maka!

Maka: "Sorry."

Hope_Namikaze: "It's okay."

Anyways, thanks again Hope_Namikaze for all your help.

Hope_Namikaze: "You're welcome."

Next chapter we'll be covering over how Rose became a witch and Maka will have a break down.

Maka: "Wait what!?"

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(A/N 1) (That is a real thing. I made sure to look.)

(A/N 2) (I wasn't sure which way to spell her name, Maba or Mabaa)

(A/N 3) (This is an original song by Hope.)

(A/N 4) (Her hair looks like post/58073824446/starbucks-girl-via-tumblr-on-we-heart-it (N/A) but a lot shorter and less puffy)