(Stein's POV)
"Hmm?" I look out toward the courtyard, curious as to why I just heard Kid fire his weapons.
The propped open doors provide a good view. Maka, Kid and Black*Star are all attacking a cloaked spectre. The three can't seem to land a single hit on the figure, not even Kid's shots hitting their target.
Rather than break up the fight, I roll my chair closer to the doors in order to see better. This fight has intrigued me and I'm curious as to how the students' opponent can keep her hood up.
"Professor!" Maka briefly turns to look at me, trying to keep her eyes on her foe. "Don't just sit there!" She swings Soul's blade at the figure's head, missing when the intended target darts away. "Help!"
"No way!" Black*Star growls, throwing Tsubaki in her shuriken form. They, too, miss. "We can get her on our own! We don't need his help!"
"That's alright, Black*Star." I pull a cigarette from my pocket and light it. "I wasn't planning on joining, anyway. You all seem to have it all under control."
"You have that much faith in your students?" The stranger grabs Soul's blade with one hand as it comes flying toward her and swings him and Maka around to block shots from Kid. "I'm surprised." Once Kid has stopped firing, she tosses the weapon and meister away, turning to face Black*Star. "We've been playing like this for almost five minutes and they haven't tagged me once." She dodges Black*Star's rain of attacks, barely paying attention to him as she backs up. "I will give them one thing, though," She backflips, landing on Kid's face and kicking off to land between Black*Star and Maka, sending Kid flying a short distance away to land in the dirt. "They're a persistent bunch."
"Hell, yeah, we are, ya damn witch!" Black*Star turns on his heel and lunges for her back just as Maka lunges at her front, the blades of both of their partners flashing. Both attacks are dodged, and all three are locked in a stalemate as the stranger dodges Maka's and Black*Star's attacks.
"I wouldn't underestimate them if I were you." A skull shaped puff of smoke takes shape above my head as I speak. "These are the seven that took on the kishin, and the scythe meister in front of you is the one that took him down."
"Really, now?" I can hear the smirk in her voice. "Well, then, I guess I'm going to have to step up my game." The stranger darts out of the circle of attack, taking hold of Black*Star's arm and tossing him aside, snatching Tsubaki's chain before the weapon is out of range and dragging her back. "Let's see what you can do." A curious note joins her amusement.
"Black*Star!" Tsubaki calls for her meister.
"Tsubaki!" Black*Star leaps up and faces his foe, his soul wavelength sparking. "Grr! I'll get you for that, ya damn witch!" He leaps up, aiming for the stranger's head as he falls.
"And so it begins." I barely make out her murmur as the stranger shifts positions, Tsubaki's chain scythe form held ready in both hands. She holds her ground as Black*Star hurtles toward her, not moving a muscle. Then, "Ha!" Tsubaki's chain wraps itself around her meister, followed by a bright blue spark as the stranger hits them both with her soul wavelength.
"Aaah!" The two scream in pain and fall to the ground, unable to move as the stranger's soul wavelength continues to jump along both of them.
"That should keep you down for a while." The stranger dusts her hands off. She then turns to face Maka and Kid, an odd light in her eyes and a calm expression on her face.
"Black*Star!" Maka's faces contorts in anger as she glares at the stranger. "You'll pay for that! Ha!" The girl darts forward, swinging Soul at her target.
Soul's blade is caught in one hand. "Hmm. It's been a while since I've handled a scythe." I can see the smirk curl across her face.
"What the? What are you- Maka!" Soul's question is cut short when his meister is kicked away, her body slumping against the pillar she hits. Blue sparks race along the entire length of her body. "Maka, no!" The scythe attempts to shift back, trying to get to his injured meister.
"Ah, ah, ah." The stranger takes a firm hold on Soul, jolting him with her soul wavelength. "Your meister will be fine, she's just stunned, and as for you," She expertly twirls the weapon, settling him on her shoulder, her gaze fixed on Kid. "Unfortunately, I can work with any partner, and once you've been hit with my soul wavelength, shifting back is impossible."
"What?!" Soul's image briefly appears on his blade.
"So what are you saying?" Kid takes careful aim, keeping his eye on his target.
"I'm saying," The stranger motions toward Maka, Black*Star and Tsubaki. "That until I'm finished here, your friends are stuck the way they are," She levels Soul's blade in front of her, eyeing Kid. "Leaving them free to use as I please."
"You really are a witch." Kid narrows his eyes. "And my job as a reaper is to collect your soul."
"Then collect it," The stranger's stance doesn't change, her expression shifting to a more serious one. "If you can." She empasizes the if, blinking calmly.
Kid scowls, glaring at her. "Shut your mouth, witch!" He takes aim and begins firing in rapid sucession, whipping up a massive dust cloud as each shot hits its mark.
Soul's blade flashes from the debris, aimed right at Kid's neck. I can't make out any more through the dust as the brief flash of metal disappears.
As the cloud settles, two blurry figures emerge, one looming over the other. The stranger has Kid pinned to the ground with one foot planted on his chest, Soul's curved blade buried right next to his head and Liz and Patty tossed a short distance from their meister, blue sparks jumping along them.
The stranger's hood has finally fallen, revealing snow white hair pulled into a ponytail with black tinged bangs falling in front of her glasses.
"Your aim is good." She takes hold of Soul's hilt and pulls his blade from the earth, resting it on her shoulder so that it curls around her neck. "Too bad-"
"Elvira!" Lord Death appears behind me, cutting her sentence short.
The white haired woman freezes and turns around slowly, her eyes growing wide at the sight of Lord Death. "Father!" Soul clatters to the ground as she drops him and runs to the DWMA's entrance, wrapping her tiny arms around the reaper. Lord Death's massive hands envelop her as he hugs her back.
"'Father?'" Kid sits up as everyone else recovers from the effects of their opponent's soul wavelength. "Dad, what does she mean by 'Father?'"