At last I'm done with this tedious chapter. It's really just a filler chapter and comment on how horrible it was in the review section would ya? But still, I hope it was worth your time to read though I'm not the best writers out there. Your support really means a lot to me ;) Thanks for the 10k views! Love you guys~

"Well are you going to tell us what happened already?" Patty pouted as she crossed here arm childishly, waiting for their reply.

The two meisters were shot disbelieving looks their way as other emotions flashed crossed their eyes. The most profound one was curiosity; there was a visible aura around their souls. Maka bit her lips, wondering how to tell her friends and how they would react. Would they run or embrace her very nature?

"Transform for me." Kid murmured in a low voice such that only she could hear.

Nodding grimly and standing her ground, feeling her grigori soul get sucked into the scythe form. She finally opened her eyes when the transformation was complete, seeing some of her friends eyes sparkle in excitement and jaws dropped in awe.

"You are officially the coolest partner on Earth." Soul smirked as he stretches his arm out to receive Maka.

Kid passed her carefully to him before sitting next to his lover, looking suggestively at her to lean into him which she gladly did. Liz missed his warmth when she woke up; she shared a bed with him now days, since Patty goes to Crona's room to sleep with him.

Soul swung her with ease as his weapon grinned silently at her partner. He was finally a meister and she could already are the possibilities of their future.

"Looks like we made a legend. A death scythe wielding a two-star meister." Kid smiled triumphantly, happy for the pair.

"I ain't really keen to become a weapon." Maka confessed as she transformed back into her human form, fidgeting with her thumbs nervously.

"Maka, it'll be awesome if you can! Besides you've already ate 2 kishin souls and the witch soul of Kooriko's is practically yours since you got the last hit." Liz pointed out, attempting to persuade her green-eyed friend.

Maka glared at the young grim reaper, unable to believe that he told one of his demon guns while she was distracted.

"Well then, it's settled!" Tsubaki cheered as she clasped Maka's hand between hers, excited about all the girls being weapons and the boys are meisters.

"Your mission is to collect 99 kishin souls. For the third time." Liz snickered, pitying them that they had to collect 297 kishin souls in total when Kid only had to collect 198 for them.

"97." Maka chided, frowning at Liz's horrible mathematics.

"Soul bro you need training to be as fit as your god." Black*Star pronounced proudly making Soul sweat-drop in disgust.

"Suddenly you make the idea of being a being a meister less appealing." The albino scoffed sourly.

Muttering darkly, Black*Star tried to make his comeback. "Unless you want to go back to DWMA and study again or get personal training from sadistic Stein?"

That statement only earned a book in his head which left a rather huge dent, making him sink into unconsciousness, the blood spewing out of his head staining the carpet.

"Correction idiot." Maka growled as she tucked the book on the floor under her arm. "We are still studying in DWMA and we are taught by Stein."

"He died!" Patty giggled as continuously whacked his back out of pure innocence, grinning ear to ear.

"Patty..." Liz sighed as she tugged her sister's shirt in exasperation. "He can't die that easily, his skull in 20 inches thick."

Maka ignored their harmless comments and let exhaustion take over although it was only seven in morning for Rome. Little did she feel her weapon kiss her forehead and whisper sweet words to her.

"Honourable Father lost it..." Kid sighed as he ran his fingers through his hair, a trait that he had been influenced with after a majority of time of hanging out with Soul. Lord Death was rushing them to ho to Aspen, Colorado immediately. His fatherly figures never seemed to know what the definition of 'rest' was.

"A death scythe wielding a death scythe one day huh?" Liz murmured as he heard Kid's thoughts out loud.

"That would make a dangerous pair to the witches and kishins. One with an advanced soul perception, grigori soul and anti-demon wavelength while the other has black blood and able to manipulate souls with a musical talent." Kid laughed darkly, happy that he was born in a talented generation.

"Maka will get another ability from a witch soul wouldn't she?" Liz asked, pulling the comforter over her.

"True." Kid mused before flicking off the lights, sinking into slumber. Blue eyes continued to stay wide open, worried about the talented pair.

That makes them a bigger target to our enemies too...

The next morning~

The black haired beauty's eyes fluttered open as she stretched and giggled as she saw her bluenette still knocked out, looking like an idiot when he was asleep.

She moved silently through the room without making a single sound, something she was proud of ever since she mastered it at the age of ten. Peeking through the door that connected to the other rooms, she saw Kid pace back and forth in a restless manner, talking rapidly on the phone such that it came out in a hum.

What a way to start off a morning... Tsubaki thought worriedly, the ark arm never liked seeing her friends angry due to the fact that they were rather hot tempered and if they lost every bit of their cool, chaos will reign.

"Alright." Kid snarled, rubbing his temples in frustration as he threw his cell phone to the wall, breaking it into smithereens. His part on persuading his father to give them a day to explore Rome and take a good break was rejected harshly; even though his team definitely deserved it after all they had done in a week.

Not wanting to scare his timid friend, he tried really hard to keep it even though it was rather strained when the words flew out of his mouth. "Tsubaki please stop hiding, I can sense you."

Curiosity got better of her and she blurted out everything that was on her mind. "Who was that on the phone and what did that person want?"

Amber eyes met dark blue ones and Kid decided that she had every right to know. "Lord Death wants us to leave for the Aspen Mountains immediately.

Out of mid-air, a luggage appeared in Tsubaki's had and professionalism was filled in her eyes. "Leave the packing to me!"

Moving with grace and speed, Tsubaki stuffed all her friend's belongings into their luggage. Within minutes she was done and satisfied with the way the room looked and she started waking her friends up. The black-haired boy could barely comprehend how his Japanese friend could stay so calm and composed when they were in a rush.

He envied her. He was never one to disobey his father but after the events on winning Kishin Ashura made him doubt his Father's every motive. Why would he be so desperate for half of the Spartoi group to go and slay these monsters on his behalf?

"K-K-Kid are y-y-you a-alright?" Crona asked, snapping him out of his disoriented state.

Forcing a warm smile on his face, he reassured her. "I'm alright, don't worry too much Crona."

His pink haired friend blue eyes soften as he brushed a lock of his hair that had fallen on his face, patting his shoulder sympathetically. "I'm s-s-sure e-e-every-everything will w-w-work o-o-out."

"I hope so too."

"We won't die so easily, your god will make sure of it." Black*Star grinned as he leaned against the door. Kid's head turned, never realising that they were there.

"We wouldn't have the audacity to fight Ashura if we didn't right?" Maka chimed in, joining her fellow meisters to support them.

"Exhaustion is something we all must face so stop being such a worry wart you OCD person." Soul murmured, sighing at his friend's protectiveness.

"Besides, you have us!" Patty grinned impishly at her meister, messing up his hair.

Let's see what the future will hold for us then.

Kid finally smiled a genuine one, feeling better than he ever had in days.

What's on my fic rack: Let's not go for human beings and maybe now dolls as I want to introduce you to Wind Up by NoiseDrifter~

This is an excellent fanfic that intrigued me a lot as she has an amazing imagination. The setting is in London where Maka is just a doll that had been cast away and has no recollection of her beginnings. She stands there all alone in the shop, looking at shoes of the people that enter. Being a filthy thing, no one took interest in her; slowly she lost hope of ever being bought again. When an albino boy buys her and dresses her anew, she meets new companions in the toy closet which begins a whole new adventure for her.

Will Maka and her friends truly be able to show the world that they are more than they seem and put an end to their tragic tale or will they be casted away again, useless and torn?

Review, Fav and Follow if you liked this story even after all I've put you guys through and I hope to see you again! Hopefully, I'll have more to offer next time!