This story was originally set out to follow the manga(since the story is longer) and Crona seemed heavily hinted at as a female but I'm not entirely sure. In the anime, I understand why most people claimed Crona is a male sooooo, Crona's gender will be switched from male to female because I know most people watched the anime. Maybe the gender thing is not important, maybe it is, I don't know. Hell, maybe I'll make Crona a hermaphrodite.

Don't kill me! *Balls up*

A sound soul dwells within a sound mind and sound body.

"Hey punk, nobody said you could come in our spot." A burly man yelled at a much smaller and skinnier person. A large group of gang members were surrounding a dazed female, who paid no attention to their outbursts.

"There's so many people here... I didn't ask for this..." She whispered. She was clutching her right arm, which contained a long and thick black sword.

"Hey, are you deaf or what?" Another man growled while holding his baseball bat menacingly. She ignored the warning while looking around the room wearily.

"Hey listen, the doors only open inward. Once you come, you can't come out." The leader finally walked up while cracking his fist.

"Alright, bitch, that does it-"

"Ragnorak... Scream Resonance."

"Hey Soul, what do you think of this?" Maka asked while moving a paper in front of his weapon's eyes.

"... What am I looking at?" Soul asked when the paper covered her face.

"This hotel inn. They say it's kind of cheap to rent a room for about three days. Why they say running water is a new feature beats me..."

"This is Italy. It kind of keeps some of its old traditions." Soul said. "Aren't you the smart one?"

"I know that, obviously." Maka scoffed.

"... What I said or that you're the smart one?" Before Maka could say "Both", the sudden feeling of a kishin's wavelength hit his perception dead-on.

"We found our target. Let's hurry and get this over with."

"Yes sir." Soul said with a fake salute before switching into her weapon form. Maka grasped the handle before setting out to the kishin's destination.

Soul switched out of her weapon form and took the floating afreet with a grin.

"Our third soul now." She pointed out, causing Maka too laugh.

"I say we're making progress. Again." Soul put the afreet egg in her mouth and Maka tilted his head. "Hey Soul. I noticed that you liked eating those a lot. What do they even taste like?"

The female swallowed just as he had finished the question and grinned with a little drool.

"Oh uh... there's no particular taste to it. It's more of uh... feeling when I swallow it. Sort of like... dumplings."

"Huh..."

"Do you wanna eat one?" Maka sweated.

"Erm... I don't even think that is allowed." The meister sighed before looking up at the moon. "Well, we could stay and leave first thing in the morning." Soul groaned while slouching.

"We never get to do anything fun. We haven't even seen the Eifel Tower, or the art gallery, or-"

"We're on a mission, not a vacation!" Maka countered and blinked when Soul walked up to him with a frown.

"Promise me..."

"P-Promise you what?" He jolted when a finger jabbed at his chest.

"Promise me we'll see them before we leave! So that this mission was owrth it for the both of us." Maka held onto his 'No' as he thought. All he really did was work the girl to death as they tried to bring their soul count back up. The least he could do is reward her for being able to stand up properly.

"Alright, I promise." He smiled when Soul grinned, "We'll go see the tower and art gallery together before we leave. How's that?"

"Pretty cool." Maka was about to lead them back when the sudden force of a wavelength of at least thirty people hit him. It should not be odd but he was confused as to why they were all surrounding one person who had a weapon...

"So what do you wanna do now? We could go back to our room and report to Lord Death about our progress-"

"No, wait..." Soul blinked as her partner took a step on the roof while closing his eyes.

"What? What is it?"

"I'm not sure... Come on." Soul yelped when her wrist was grabbed and ended up being dragged by Maka as he followed his sense. Maka furrowed his brows as one of his steps linked to a soul disappearing. Was there a fight going on between thirty people and a meister? No one was assigned in France but him and Soul... "No meister is allowed to slay anything other than witches and kishins... What is this?"

Within a few seconds, Maka and Soul were in front of a the Church and only the weapon was confused as to why they were just standing in front of the building. However, she jumped when the sound of the midnight bell rang and Maka whispered "Impossible..."

"What? The bell? Yeah it was a bit too loud..."

"Not that." The male said and opened his eyes as he stepped up to the large double doors that did not seem to have handles. How could all thirty souls disappear within seconds of his arrival? Just what kind of weapon/meister pair is inside the building? As a student of DWMA, he should investigate all trivial matters so as his curiosity took over, he pushed on the heavy door with his weight. The moonlight helped his vision as the dim room became visible to him and to his surprise, he only saw one person standing in the middle. Wasn't there a weapon accompanying that person?

"Why am I picking up a pair unless..." He muttered while Soul looked around at the cold, empty church. She had a bad feeling about investigating whatever Maka had and felt that they should leave this situation alone.

"Well obviously we're going to have to contact Lord Death if a meister is taking souls of humans." Soul said and sighed when Maka only stepped in, forcing her to follow as well. "Maka..."

"Those doors..." They halted when the person suddenly spoke up gently, "They only open inward. Doesn't anyone listen?"

"You sir er... ma'am... or... Look, we are the official seniors in DWMA and have a right to question why you are going against the duty of a meister for any Meister and Weapon Academy." He spoke while forgetting the warning. He and Soul however jumped when the doors slammed shut and the person finally faced them.

"... There's even more people here. What do I do?" Maka frowned at how the person was talking to theirself.

"Soul. Go ahead and take weapon form."

"*sigh* Okay..." Soul did not like where this was heading.

However somewhere in skies, a human snake thought otherwise.