Chapter 3: Target one, the one who worries to go all the way
The wind swept through the hallways of the unground complex, making a loud howling sound that echoed through out the empty halls. Mosquito did not care much for the noise, he was to focus on the work at hand. He had move out of the general meeting room where everyone have met just hours ago and was now in his private office. It was a fair sized room with a large chair in front of a desk, several large monitors on the wall, and a small table next to the desk. He sat in the chair, sipping a cup of tea and watching images flash across the monitors. Thanks to the two-way communications radio each of his puppets had, he could not only hear and talk to them but also see what they saw. He emits that they were not very happy that he didn't tell them about this little feature. They were even more pissed at him when he warned them not to try and remove them because they worked by tapping into the optical nerve and improper removal could result in anything from permanent blindness to death. The only way to calm them down and keep them on task was to give them his word that he would remove the devices upon completion of the mission. However, all the hassle and drama was worth it to make sure that tonight went off without a hitch. He leaned over to his desk to grab a teapot so he could refill his drink. He took a sip and than placed the cup down next to the teapot, so he could pay attention to the job he had at hand. He reached over his desk past dozens of papers and a large map of Death city to reach for a small radio looking device. He grabbed a microphone off the side of the device and spoke into it.
"Eruka, come in Eruka, you read me?" he said. Suddenly, a voice came out of device.
"Yeah, Mosquito. I hear you and your still annoying as hell. Ribbit." Eruka said. Mosquito could see her on one of the monitors and she did not look very happy.
"Now Eruka" he said in a sort of mocking tone "You are not still mad at me for not telling you about the nasty little side effect of my device."
"SIDE EFFECT!" Eruka screamed causing the radio to fall over "YOUR LITTLE DEVICE IS BURROWING ITS WAY IN TO MY BRIAN! RIBBIT." Mosquito watched as she started freaking out and smiled at the sight of a frantic Eruka. Although, it was fun to watch her fall apart, he knew that he needed her to be focused and plus she had started to cry.
"Eruka" he said with a stern but calming tone "Please clam down and focus, you are in enemy territory after all." He watched as Eruka regained her composure and dried her eyes.
"You are a bastard and what the hell did you call about. Ribbit." She finally said with the fire returning to her eyes.
Mosquito sigh but was glad that she had pulled herself together to the point where she could focus on the mission again.
"There has been a incident involving your target," he said, "so our timetable is a bit off. I will inform you when we are back on track." He saw her role her eyes on the monitor and let out a big huff of air.
"Great" She sighed "Just what I want to do tonight, stand in a dark back alley in Death city and wait for a unknown amount of time. Ribbit."
Mosquito chuckled a little at the thought than she had anything better to do tonight that this mission. He reached for the radio, pressed a few buttons and placed it back on the table. He picked the microphone back up and spoke into it.
"As for the rest of you" he said "we are still going on as planned for targets 1, 3, and 4, so keep your guard up and your eyes open."
"What do think we are doing?" Giriko's scruff voice said from the radio "sitting on our asses and twilling our thumbs."
Mosquito smirked at this comment and said, "of course not Giriko, I would never think that. Now shut up so I can tell you how to use the sleeping agent I gave you." He saw on the monitor that Giriko looked pissed, probably from the fact that Mosquito just scolded him.
He smiled at this and continued. "The sleeping agent you have is a special type of sand made by a man who lives in the Sahara desert and calls himself the Sand Man. According to him all one has to do is blow the sand in the face of whoever you are trying to put to sleep and it will knock them out instantly. However, be careful not to blow the sand in any of your faces. The last thing we need is for any of you to be discovered fast asleep in the middle of Death city."
He looked back at the monitors to see they were all in position and than said. "Well as I can see, you are all in position. So, lets get going, we got people to kidnap." He reached back over to his teacup, picked in up and took a sip as he settled in to watch the show.
Maka entered the library, it was a very large room all lit up by thousand of candles mounted to the walls. The room housed selves upon selves of books, all stretching as high as the ceiling and were only accessible by a cylindrical stairwell in the center of the room which connected to a intricate system of walkways that went across the room. The floor of the room was cluttered with hundreds books piled in huge stacks and a reception desk with a dozen some red and black drawers behind it nestled in the corner of the room.
Maka walked over to the desk and placed the book in to the returns slot in the desk. She turned to leave but stopped in her tracks. What Liz had said before to her had been bugging her all the way from her locker to the library. Was it strange that she and Soul have been going out for four months and still haven't slept with each other. She was pretty sure that Tsubaki and Blackstar had slept with each other in the first two months they were dating. However, that was Blackstar and Tsubaki and knowing Blackstar, his ego properly was a big factor in them having sex so early in they relationship. Still, she thought, the last few months of they relationship had been busy. They had spent the first few weeks, recovering from that battle and testing the waters of this new relationship. Than they spend the first two months stuck in their apartment unable to leave do to the number of people who wanted to talk to the meister and weapon who killed the Kishin Asura. So, they spent a lot of that time just kissing and snuggling on the couch, talking about how much they loved each other. It was a nice time and it gave her and Soul time to talk out their feelings. Although, the subject of sex had come up once or twice and they had talked about it but she said she was not ready and he didn't push the issue after that. He was sweet that way but she felt bad about how little time she was able to spend with soul these past two months. Ever since she had started her weapon training she had been staying afterschool and would not get home until late in the evening. She remembered in those earlier days of her training that there were days where she would fall though the door of her apartment, all beaten up and exhausted, only to have Soul catch her and help her to her room. He has been so loving and faithful to her for the entirety of their relationship that she felt like she needed to do something for him. Maybe it was time for them to have sex and she could surprise him with a little after dinner show. She smirked at this thought but it quickly faded when she realizes she had no clue what to do as far as going through with having sex with Soul. Where could she go to get advice and information on this topic, Tsubaki was busy tending to Blackstar and talking to Liz on the subject would only ensure a very long conversation about everything that could happen and nothing that would happen. So, that left only one source of information that she trusted.
Maka turned back around and walked up to the desk. She than rang a bell on the desk and a man with brown hair and a small mustache in a grey bellhop uniform emerged from a dark corridor behind the desk.
"Can I help you with something, miss. Is there a specific book you are looking for?" The man said.
Maka blushed as she struggled to say to the man "I would like to know where I could find some books about sex."
The man smiled and said, "It's ok miss, you would not believe how many people ask for books on that subject. May I see your student ID, miss?"
Maka handed the man her ID and he looked at it, nodded than handed it back to her. He than scribbled something down on a piece of paper and handed it to Maka.
"Here you are, miss." he said, "You will find the books you are looking for in this section of the library." She nodded and headed off to the back of the library to the section on the piece of paper. The section was in the back most corner of the library and was darker that rest of the library but she could still make out the titles on the books.
"Let's see here," she said starting to read the book titles. There was one called "101 Ways to Spice Up Your Sex Life" and another called "Sex Games for all Occasions". She found a copy of "The Kama Sutra" and a copy of "Fifty Shades of Grey". She shook her head, none of these books are what she was looking for. She continued to peruse the section until a book caught her eye about half way down the second to bottom self. She pulled it off the self and stood up in order to read the cover in better light. "So it's Your Frist Time; a Complete Guide for what to expect the Frist Time you have Sex" she read. She smiled at the fact that she found the book she was looking for and pulled out her phone to check the time.
"4:15" she said to herself "Just enough time to read this book and get ready for dinner with Soul."
She started heading back to the front of the library when she saw something out of the corner of her eye. Three gray mice, standing in the middle of the section, staring her down. That's odd she thought, why are those mice standing out in the open like that.
Suddenly, there was a flash of light and a billow of smoke. Maka through up her arms to shield her eyes from the light as the smoke blew her back a little. The light disappeared and Maka put her hands down to see three witches standing were those three mice had been not seconds ago.
Maka cursed under her breath, witches she thought, how the hell did witches get in to the DWMA and why the hell did she not sense their souls, even after their had just used magic. Maka had to think fast; she was alone in the library and most of the people in the DWMA had gone home by now. Running was not an option, the witches would surly kill her before she got to far. She had to do something quick, there was no time left to think only time to act and only one thing came to mind.
MAAAAKA CHOP! She took the book in her hand and landed it square in the middle of the middle witches head. The witch stumbled backwards a few feet and fell, landing on her back as the other two witches when over to check on her.
Good she thought, I brought myself a few seconds, now to use what I have learned in my weapon training. She started going thought the checklist for what to do in her mind. Step one, control your breathing and take deep calming breaths. Maka breathed in and relaxed her body as she saw the witches just reach their fallen comrade. Step two, clear your mind of all outside thoughts and focus on the task at hand. Maka let her mind go blank and allowed only thoughts of the task at hand to fill her mind as the witches began to revive the witch on the floor. Step three, prepare your body for the change by choosing where you want the blades to appear. Maka thought quickly and decide that she wanted the blades to appear on her forearms as the witch on the ground begun to stir. Step four, build up your energy and channel it to where the blades should appear. Maka felt the energy building in her body as she begun to channel the energy to her forearms. It was than that she saw that the witch was starting to get up, it was now or never she thought. Step five, the final step, release all the energy you have build up in a burst of power to active the blades. Maka closed her eyes as she let the energy in her body pour out of her in a burst of power. Maka opened her eyes and saw that it had worked; she was starring at two black scythe blades jetting out of her forearms.
She sighed a little with relief that she had been able to use she weapon blood in a stressful situation and was still conscious. However, this feeling of relief did not last long do to the fact that the fallen witch was now on her feet and all three were now turning their attention back to her. Maka knew she had to strike first so she could get the upper hand in this fight otherwise she would most likely die. She charged at the witches with her blades facing towards them as she jumped in the air to strike. The front two witches moved in front of the third witch and block Maka's attack with beams of magical energy that sprouted from their faces like whiskers. Maka looked straight at the third witch who was behind the two blocking her and she prepared herself for a direct attack from this witch but it never came. In fact, the witch was not even paying attention to Maka who was just inches from her face. Rather, it looked as if the witch was searching her pockets for something but what could be so important that she would be looking for it in the middle of a battle. Maka was thrown back as she broke her attack with the witches and she landed on the balls of her feet a few feet away from the witches. She wasted no time as she ran forward for a second attack and quickly dodged one of the witches who have ran forward to block her. Suddenly, the witch who was searching for something earlier rushed forward with what looked like a bag her hand. Maka when to engaged the witch with the bag, only to have her blades blocked by the beams of magical energy coming from the face of the witch in between her and the witch with the bag. The witch with the bag ran up towards them and poured what looked like dust from the bag. She made a strange cheeing noise that Maka did not understand but apparently the other two witches did. With that, the witch she had dodged early had stopped running towards them and the witch she was fighting abruptly turned to the left which caused Maka to lose her balance and fall forward a little. Just as she got her balance back, the witch with the dust in her hand blew the dust into her face.
Maka stumbled back; a bit shocked at the face full of dust she just received from this witch. Maka put it out of her mind and prepared to go in for a third attack but suddenly she felt strange. Her eyes began to droop, she started to yawn and than felt all the energy leave her body. The blades disappeared from her forearms and she fell to her hands and knees. What is going on she thought I can barely move and it is becoming harder to think clearly. Maka collapsed on the ground, her eyes struggling to stay open as she saw the three witches hovering over her. The last thing that when though her mind before everything when fuzzy was fear of what was going to happen to her and fear that she may never see Soul again. Her eyes started to close and the last thing she saw were the wide grins on those three witches faces as they hovered over her like vultures preparing to swoop down on their prey. Than her eyes gave out and everything when black.
Hatter Quicktype: (holding an ice pack to his head) Hi guys, hope you enjoy the chapter and sorry Maka had to be kidnapped.
Soul: Wait what did you say about Maka being kidnapped!
HQ: (Sweat drop) Soul! What are you doing here?
Soul (eyes narrowed) You invited me here to say good bye to the viewers but now I am more interested in what you said about my girlfriend being kidnapped.
HQ: (Two Sweat drops) I did? You are? Well, umm, would you like to say good-bye to the viewers.
Soul: Hatter Quicktype would like to thank you for reading and appreciate the wonderful reviews from Soulkitten, Little Did You Know, and Comet1998. Furthermore, he encourages you to please follow, favorite and review. Now, Hatter Quicktype have I ever told you how uncool it is to keep secrets from your friends.
HQ: (Three Sweat drops) Why Soul, you called me a friend. Now could you be a friend and tell me why the door is missing the doorknob?
Soul: (grinning while tossing the doorknob in the air and catching it repetitively) No clue but while we are on the subject of missing things, why don't we talk about what happened to Maka.
HQ: (gulp)