**POV Crona**

"Something is bothering him..." Is all I can think when I see him stop charging and wince in pain. He adopted what seemed to be a 'rush and hope for the best', which didn't get him far. Kairon's eyes are hidden by his hair once more as he looks down. I see his sword become a silhouette and explode into black shards which travel upward at an alarming rate of speed. I bring my sword into a more defensive possession when his hair defies gravity and hovers above him. I behold for the first time his fury and blood red eyes. "KAIRON!" I scream, begging for him to hear my desperate plea for him to come to his senses.

"The pink haired woman has a cautious posture about her now, but it doesn't matter." I hear him whisper while raising his left hand like a claw to his face. I know that he is now further than my voice can reach him. I feel a demonic energy coming from Kairon as the Black shards once again come to his hand to form his next weapon. The shards fold and join to forge his Menacing, Ruthless and Brutal black scythe. "I will break it soon." I hear Kairon whisper heartlessly. The scythe is a masterpiece of demonic beauty, the blade is jagged and black with the sharp edge as a dark chrome silver, the Haft was ebony wood and curved smoothly after the blade eventually lining up with thee tip of the scythe which has a small spear head as its peak, behind the scythe was a small spike slightly longer than the spear head which were both black with dark chrome silver blades. The last and most outstanding feature is a blood red ribbon which goes through a tiny hole in the scythe bade and extends through both sides to be level as they free flow in the breeze. "Soul Protect... RELEASE!" He screams as the scythe completely forms and the ribbon rapidly ascends.

"CRONA GER OUT OF THERE!" I hear Maka scream through the area PA.

I know he has lost control to the demon in his blood, but I'm I can save him. "I know how he can reach him." I say aloud to myself.

"Reach... Him? Oh you mean the pathetic soul I'm bound too." The voice I hear is a demonic one. A feminine tone was heard behind Kairon's usual tone. "He is somewhere beyond the reach for you petty reapers to get anywhere near him!" The demon laughed in insult. "How can reach the DEAD!" He growls at me, his aggression and strength building steadily.

"I know you are buying time and your waiting till Kairon has fully drowns in your blood." I snap, confident on her tactic.

I see him raise the now completely formed scythe with Kairon's right arm and rest it on his right shoulder. "Nonsense, I just like messing with my fellow kind." He growled sarcastically. "Where is your demon? every demon swordsman has one." She questioned in a sarcastically curious tone.

"I got rid of him. I didn't need Ragnarok anymore." I reply sternly.

"Whatever, I only care about how my victim dies. Killing the Reaper's lap dogs was always something I've been good at." A wicked grin crossed Kairon's lips. The air around me thickened, almost suffocating me. He sees my quiet breathing dissolve into heavy panting.

Kairon lunged for me and hits me in the chest, knocking the wind out of me. "That's my BOOB YOU DICK!" I scream as I plant a left hook into the side on Kairon's head, earning a audible grunt in pain as Kairon was flung through the air. He hit the ground hard and see him wince at the friction on the concrete as he slid across it for a few meters.

Kairon the struggles to his feet, scythe still in hand. "You could never reach the level I'm at. You couldn't even come close." Kairon throws his scythe into the air, grab it by the ribbon and start spinning it above him.

"Watch it punk, I'll make you eat those words." I reply with a smile n my face, realising how strong his demon is.

"Dream on bitch!" Kairon screams throwing the scythe at me. I quickly dodge right and attempt to flank Kairon but he disappears. I feel a gust of wind behind m as he reappears unarmed and fist clenched. "Soul Force!" I hear him scream as his fist opens and makes contact with my spine. I scream in pain and black out for a few seconds. with I open my eyes I see Kairon moving towards me slowly with his scythe resting on his right shoulder, his eyes covered by his hair, like a demonic reaper trapped in human flesh. I feel fear once more after what feels like a lifetime. I cant see them but I know his eyes are looked on me with that wicked insane stare the my mother has. I feel my arm begin to shake as a shudder descends like and avalanche down my spine. "Your strong Crona, I'll give you that." I hear her whisper sinisterly. It feels like the monster in the cage has reach through its bars and is holing me by the throat. "But it isn't enough for you to survive this!" I jump out of my skin when I hear him take off and scream, GENIE HUNTER!" A horrid scream fills the arena from the scythes blade shattering and reforming into three black and purple energy blades, the bottom being mostly straight, the middle curving round and the third curving further increasing the size of the blade three fold. The spike at the top becomes a small black flame with a purple outline and centre and the spike on the back of the scythe becomes a black and purple spiral. The pressure from the energy shatters the glass. He brings his scythe high above him by the ribbon "Genie!.." I hear him shout. As he finishes his wind up he begins to drag the ribbon forwards. "BOMB!" He screams yet again. I instinctively get up and run left, Barely managing to escapes its path. I hear a loud charging behind me as the blade makes contact with the ground. I'm the deafened as I am launched through the air.

I struggle to open my eyes as I feel my heavy body surrounded by wall fragments. The ringing in my ears eventually dies away. "Well.. I've not seen a Genie hunter like that one before, when did you master that little trick?" I ask but I don't really care for the answer as I go back on the offensive, lunging for Kairon's mid section. "I still feel Kairon's wavelength. It's faint but if I get close enough, he might hear my voice". Thinking this I press on my attack Screaming "Kairon! I know you can hear me! Come to your senses and take control of your power!" All of my attacks were blocked perfectly by the scythe which was reformed in its original state. My last attack in my combo staggered Kairon as he loosened his grip on the scythe and hesitated slightly. I swing my sword over my head and then to the ground shattering the concrete beneath him as he jumps back to avoid my sword. "It's working he hears me, I think." I whisper to myself trying to reassure myself that my plan is effective in teaching Kairon how to control his power. I see Maka and Soul rushing towards us. I scream at them to stay back.

Soul turns to Maka and says something but its too quiet to hear them. "WE CAN'T LET HER FIGHT HIM ON HER OWN!" I hear Maka scream at Soul who would be reasoned with.

"Atta boy Soul." I think to myself. "Leave this to me I got this!" I shout back. "Right who or whatever you are! Release Kairon now!"

"If I refuse?" He questions smirking with every word.

"Then I'll make you!" I shout back in anger. I begin my assault again, hoping to find a gap in Kairon's defense. The problem now is that his fighting style has changed. "This must be her fighting style then. I must break her defense!" I think to myself as I push Kairon back with a heavy swing. Blocking perfectly, Kairon uses the momentum on the attack to gain some breathing space by allowing himself to be pushed back. I figure out where he will land and rush to his position with my blade resting on my shoulder. The helplessness in Kairon's eyes makes me hesitate and slow down my left hook. Kairon tries to catch it but just misses and my fist impact against his face. The scythe instantly shatters the moment i land my punch.

Kairon just stood there, he barely moved when my hook made contact. It scared me slightly to be honest. Nothing happened for a few seconds. Then I felt his jaw move. "I lost my mind again didn't I? I'm sorry..."

"Its alright Kairon, the important thing is that you came back." I say with a smile on my face. He is still looking away as I withdraw my fist. "Truth is I knew you would eventually loose your sanity and succumb to your madness, but your demon is different to any demon I have ever seen or heard of." My tone changes from compassion to concern.

Kairon's head picks up a little in interest. "Hows that?" He asks, the depression and disappointment plaguing his voice.

"Because your demon seems to work on a more psychological level rather than taking a physical form, it seems to stay hidden and tear you apart from the inside." My words grab Kairon's attention like a hand round his throat as he then realizes that i'm right. "Because of this, in time you can earn to control your demon and hold hem at bay while you fight." I rest my right hand on his shoulder and hope that he understands that he is in control, even if he feels that he isn't.

"Again..." He says in response.

"Huh?" I ask in bewilderment.

I see Kairon's Witchblade begin to form in his right hand. "I must get stronger, so lets go again." I see a confident smirk painted across his face.

"Alright Kairon, if your sure." I jump back and prepare for another long battle.

**NO POV**

An hour later Crona and Kairon emerge from the training area to meet Maka, Kid and Frost outside waiting for them to finish. Kairon tried to raise his arm to wave and say 'hello' but instead collapsed from exhaustion. Crona sat next to him as Frost helped him into a sitting position. "Hey you go dude." Frost handed over a large can. it was completely black with three claw marks to resemble an 'M'.

"Energy drink?" Kairon questioned, unsure if his energy could be replenished by something so convenient.

"Yeah dude, its pack full of sugar and caffeine." Frost reassured a curious Kairon.

Kairon cracked open the can and reluctantly took a sip from the demonic container. Kairon's eyes snapped open and he felt his whole body shudder uncontrollably from a brief moment. His eyes turned from the usual deep purple to neon purple. "Wow!" Was all the vocabulary Kairon could muster for the sensation he felt.

"It's good right?" Frost asks enthusiastically as he sits next to Kairon.

"I can't explain it, I just feel awesome." Kairon responded softly.

Frost starts to laugh quietly to himself. "Well I hope you enjoy that as much as the good news killer." Maka states with a smile.

Kairon looks up with a dumbfounded look on his face. " That's right, you passed. We are enrolling you into the Death Weapon and Meister Academy. You start classes tomorrow at seven AM sharp, don't be late okay?"

"Thats awesome! I won't Lord Death don't worry I wont let you down."

Kairon finally has a place to call home and a family to hold on to but will it last? find out in the next episode of wait this isnt dragon ball? XD

cya round guys thanks sorry its been so long lol thanks to all those who stuck it out ;)