Maka's grip tightened around the scythes handle as she took a few steps forward so that she was looking up at Pops. "Don't hold back..." Maka told him.

"No promises." Pops said take a few steps back and getting into a fighting stance.

"Because I won't." Maka finished, her blood pumping through her veins at an alarming rate, her eyes shutting closed as she concentrated on forgetting the pain that was racking through her… and she let her control slip out of her hands.

Her breathing stopping all together her eyes snapped open as out of her, an unearthly scream shattered the silence that was surrounding them.

Running towards Pops she jumped onto his shoulders and forced them onto the ground, her instincts were taking over, in her eyes, Pops was the enemy… and he needed to be eliminated.

A shiver ran through Pops as he looked up into Maka's eyes and saw that there was no reasoning in there… all he could see could only be expressed with one word… wild…

Maka bared her teeth at him, raising the scythe in an attempt to sever his head but Pops kicked her off sending her flying to the other side of the circle.

He stood up and smiled, it's been a while since he was truly challenged. Cracking his neck he watched Maka stand up and twirl the scythe in her hands, her teeth bared as she crouched, her good foot behind her and her back arched forward as yet another menacing snarl erupted from her throat.

Pops ran in her direction and slid once he was close enough taking her feet from underneath her by kicking her legs. He quickly stood up and took her into his arms lifting her above his head and started to twirl her.

Maka snarled at him, grabbing at his wrist and twisting it, making him let go of her and she fell to the ground but took him down with her.

Maka stood up and stumbled back as Pops stood back up a slight glare in his eyes, baring his teeth at her like she did to him.

Pops ran at her and tried to kick at her stomach but Maka blocked it with the scythe before letting her scythe drop to the ground and grabbing onto Pops leg and twisting it making him fall face first on the ground.

Maka had no control of her body as it grabbed the scythe that was oddly quiet and brought it above her head before letting it down onto Pops.

The blade would have torn through Pops if it wasn't for the fact that Jared had transformed back into his human from before that happened, landing next to Pops.

"What the hell Maka! You aren't supposed to kill him." He yelled at her.

"I said I didn't need a weapon, I also said that I wasn't going to hold back, you guys were warned." She growled at him her eyes twitching in anger but regained some control of her body.

"Jared, leave the circle, you're interrupting our fight." Pops said as he stood back up.

Jared sighed, both of them were stubborn… he had a feeling that this was going to last more than three minutes.

"I'm going to jump in when I feel it's necessary." He growled, as he ran out of the circle to stand next to the others who were looking at the scene in awe.

"Where were we?" Maka asked as she stood in her fighting stance.

"I believe I was beating you." Pops said as he landed a kick on Maka's stomach sending her flying.

Maka fell to the ground, her breath was blown out of her as she landed dangerously close to the torches.

Maka struggled to breath as she forced herself to stand up and glare in Pops direction.

"No one has ever beaten me before, and I'm not planning on letting that change." She growled as Pops ran towards her and grabbed her shoulders planning on forcing out of the circle.

Maka snarled at him and grabbed onto his wrists, her feet planting on the ground so that he couldn't force her to move, but she was starting to slide a little.

Pops pushed with all his might but the little girl on front of him wouldn't budge.

Maka let out a snarl as she started to lose control of herself again, her eyes going wild as a burst of energy spread through her. Her hands on Pops wrists grew tighter making him wince and she kicked his legs out from underneath him causing him to fall to the ground.

Maka picked him up above her head, her arms starting to ache as she held him there.

Shock hit the audience, Pops was twice the size of Maka and twice her weight… how could she do that? They watched as she threw him out of the circle with an infuriated snarl… Maka had won.

Maka blinked when she felt that she had gotten control of her body again and then let out a cry of agony as it spread throughout her body, she had pushed her injured body to its limits… it was too much, she was starting to see stars as she fell to the ground her jaw slacking.

"Maka!" was the last thing she heard before darkness rose to claim her… but she held a small smile… she had won… she was in the family.

Jared ran over to Maka as the others ran over to Pops. "Maka, come on, get up." he said slapping her cheeks lightly. "Frank! Get over here! Tell me what's wrong with Maka!" he called out looking over his shoulder to see the orange haired man running to him.

The orange haired man looked down at Maka and then sighed in relief rolling his eyes. "Jared you over react too much, she's just passed out. I'm sure she'll wake up later." Frank said patting his cousins hair.

"Do you know how much trouble I'd be in with Kami if Maka ends up hurt?" he growled at Frank.

"Not only that but you're her weapon now, I could imagine how guilty you'll feel if you let her die." Frank said smirking.

"Shut up Frank, you aren't helping." Jared growled.