"M-Medusa, the preparations have been made." A croaky, nervous voice floated through the woman's head.

"Very good, Eruka. Tell the Mizunes to commence the operation as soon as Free is ready." Medusa talked back in a low voice, scanning the area. She blended in well with the party, ditching the 'school nurses' outfit for a slim, long-sleeved black and blue dress. Her yellow eyes snaked back and forth through the crowd, sifting through the students. A wide, creepy smile flashed across her face, as she thought of the glory soon to be accomplished.

No more working at this stupid school, under this wack-job staff and crazy Shinigami with his "Reaper Chops"…once we revive the Kishin, this school will go down in flames, and rise from the ashes with a new purpose. Medusa thought to herself, pleased with how they set this up. Not only were all the Shibusen students accounted for, Shinigami-sama was here as well.

"Free, are you ready?" She asked quietly.

A raspy, deep voice replied with a growl, "Just waiting on the signal."

"Be patient, this isn't something we can rush," she snarled, ending with a chuckle, "We will be rewarded with the fall of the D.W.M.A, and madness shall spread!"

On the other end, a wolf-ish looking man with a tattoo saying 'IMMORTAL' just above one oddly colored eye. He was wearing a black and white striped prison outfit, with a black shirt underneath. The prison jacket was wrapped around his waist.

"Are we ready yet? It's cold out here." He grumbled.

"R-Ready." The frog voice croaked with nervousness.

"Chi-chi!" A squeak closely resembling a mouse responded.

"We are ready. Don't screw anything up—" Medusa's voice was cut short, but Eruka and Free paid the interruption no mind.

"Medusa! Hic! Y-You look lovely tonight…hic…" A slurred voice approached the nurse, and she spun around quickly to see Dr. Stein approaching. Did he hear me? She thought quietly, sipping her champagne.

"Doctor Stein, what a pleasure." She replied smoothly.

"Such a pretty night…hic…but not as pretty as you!" He roared, taking another swig of his drink.

"Why thank you," Medusa said with a fake smile, "Is that drink tasting alright?"

"Delicious, I think I should get somemore'…hic…" He stuttered, "but before that, let's dance!"

"W-What!? Oh, no no no, I don't think that—eek!" Medusa stammered as Stein grabbed her hand and dragged her out onto the floor. She frowned, but put on a fake smile. He himself wore a giddy expression, one of a drunk man.

They seriously let nutty, drunk professors teach at this school?

She asked herself, going along with his dance. The music slowed, and he leaned in closer.

"Lovely night, nurse Medusa," He whispered. The music flowed around them as they swayed quietly to the beat. Others were twirling around on the floor, but Stein and Medusa seemed worlds away. She almost felt a blush rising on her face, he was actually kind of…good looking. About as good looking as a Frankenstein professor could get.

"Or should I say witch?" Fear pierced Medusa's body, stopping her movements. The blush vanished quickly while Stein's drunk voice followed it.

What?! How did he…

"I don't know what you're talking about, Stein." She answered calmly, but she had hesitated too long.

"Stop with the games, Medusa," he commanded in a steely voice, "Your façade is up. You might as well tell me everything."

Her smile vanished into a dark frown. "You're smarter than I've given you credit for, I'll admit that."

"What a compliment." He retorted.

"But even if I tell you my plans, it would be too late." She smirked, drawing him in closer. "Face it, Stein, it's too late to change anything. The fate of this school was decided as soon as I showed up."

He frowned, but no other emotions showed.

"You're a smart man, and I know you hate to lose," she whispered, "come with me now. Be on the winning side…and on my side," she offered with a sweet smile. She leaned in closer, tilting her head, snaking her way towards his lips.

They came closer, and she could sense a small amount of confusion in his soul. It was small, but it was something to work with. A large smile etched its way across her lips.

The doors burst open, and a man stumbled in. No, not a man, a blue man. A zombie, actually. Sid. He hobbled in, looking more battered than a zombie usually would.

"Sid! What's wrong?" Spirit yelled, running over to the injured man. Most of the students' attention was drawn towards him, and they rushed over as well. His weapon, Nigus, jumped to her human form and helped him stand.

"The mission…didn't…go too well," He stammered through clinched teeth, "It was a…trap." Gasps echoed throughout the crowd. "The D.W.M.A is in…grave…danger," he said as he raised a shaky finger and pointed at Medusa.

"….because of her…a witch!" Eyes swirled to Medusa, whose face was filled with anger.

That explosion was supposed to kill him! That fool, he's going to ruin the plan.

"Now, Free!" Medusa's voice rang through the Werewolf's head, and he sprang into action. "Soul Protect, off." She said, and people in the room took a step back as her powerful wavelengths filled the air. Before anyone could even make a move, she was gone.

Panic filled the air as no trace of the snake witch was found, while whispers flowed freely as the staff and Lord Death argued and tried to think of a solution.

Cries of alarm rang out as people rushed towards the balcony and windows, pointing at a green box that was surrounding the tower that the party was held in. It wasn't complete yet, but it was growing.

"There!" Kilik pointed, and the rest followed his finger. Sure enough, there was a wolfish figure chanting something.

"T-That's Free!" Blackstar, Maka, and Kid exclaimed.

"He's still alive?" Blackstar grumbled.

"He must have gotten Free somehow!" Kilik yelled, ignoring the pointed glares from the others.

"What is that green stuff?" Liz asked, scratching her head.

"It's a spell!" Maka yelled, her eyes widening.

The green spell was sealing of any entrance and exit rapidly, and both meisters and weapons raced to the door, hoping to get out but with no avail.

"We should—" Soul started to say, but before any of the six could more, coffins opened up underneath their feet.

"Wha!?" Liz shrieked.

"We're falling, we're falling!" Patty sang as they disappeared below ground. After falling for what seemed like a large distance, they landed with a thud. Slowly, Maka, Kid, Soul, Blackstar, Liz, Patty, and Tsubaki rose to their feet as two more people landed beside them.

"Who…?" Tsubaki started to ask, but the figures rose up, one with a white lab coat and the other with red hair.

"Of course. Papa." Maka muttered as Spirit ran over to her and started hugging her leg.

"MY MAKA-CHAN!" He yelled as Maka rolled her eyes.

"Spirit, Stein, why are we down here?" Tsubaki asked, her eyes revealing her confused state of mind.

"That spell was high-level, obviously powered by more than one witch. If we hadn't made it out of there, we'd be trapped inside for two hours." Stein explained.

"Then how did we escape?" Maka asked.

"Just in time, Sid opened up passages up for us to go underground. The DWMA is relying on us now." Spirit said.

"Relying on us to do what?" Kid asked suspiciously.

"Err, you see…" Spirit started, sweat running down his face.

"There's a Kishin underneath the DWMA, and Medusa is trying to revive it with Black Blood."

"WHAT?!" They exclaimed.

"So that's why my father can't leave the school…" Kid realized with a hint of betrayal.

"But that's…" Maka said slowly.

"Why wouldn't he tell US?! Or the freakin' D.W.M.A!?" Liz hollered, while the rest nodded their agreement.

"Because he didn't want you to be freaked out," Stein grumbled, shooting a glare at the teens, "or respond like you are now. But now's not the time for that, we've got to get going or else—"

Before Stein could continue, a low rumbling noise echoed throughout the dark hallway.

"Be on your guard!" Stein said, as the weapons transformed, ready in their meister's hands.

"Stein. What was that?" Spirit asked in a low voice.

"I'm afraid we're too late." Stein answered almost calmly.

"Uh…" Maka said intelligently. The big question hung unanswered in the air.

"What was that?" Blackstar finally blurted out, just as Stein motioned for them to follow.

"That was your Kishin who decided to wake up." Spirit informed them with a scared-out-of-your-mind-but-don't-let-the-small-children-notice laugh.

"Shouldn't we be—" Liz started from inside her weapon form but was interrupted by a large explosion, causing the group to duck. Cracks in the ceiling appeared as rubble rained down upon them, and they stared through the large hole that had opened.

"What should we do?" Liz asked, her voice quivering. "It's still in the tunnels, I bet."

"Stay put." Stein instructed, just as Blackstar yelled, "Go after it!" The two exchanged scowls before beginning to banter over the issue.

"I hate to admit it," Kid said quietly, causing heads to turn, "But I fear it may wreck a large amount of havoc upon the school and our citizens. If we go after it now, we may be able to reduce that amount. For once, I'm with Blackstar." He finished, causing Blackstar's smile to widen. Liz and Patty gave definite 'whoops' of, "We're in!" They turned to a hesitant-looking Maka, who always followed orders.

"Fine, I'm in," She breathed, smiling at the group, who despite Stein and Spirit's angered faces, cheered. Kid turned towards Stein, and opened his mouth as if to say something, but Stein held his hand up.

"Go ahead. Just don't get yourselves killed, that wouldn't look good on my resume." Stein said with an air of reluctance. Three pairs of determined eyes met his before sprinting down the tunnel.

Was that really a wise choice, Stein? The Kishin has already revived. They cannot beat it—nor can you and your puny Death Scythe. Why not join me? Stein winced at the snake's voice hissing through his head, and by the look of confusion on Spirit's face, only he had heard it. Shaking his head, he urged Spirit to turn into a weapon.

"I'm never joining you, Medusa." Stein spat, and Spirit looked concerned but said nothing, focusing his attention on the path ahead.

Meanwhile, Kid, Maka, and Blackstar had followed the labyrinth of tunnels until the endless twists and turns abruptly…well, ended. They sprinted out into the cool, crisp night sky that hung heavy with tension. Throughout the town, it was eerily quiet.

"False alarm?" Maka muttered under her breath, but the quick shake of Kid's head caused the hope to vanish.

"It's here, whatever it is. I don't know why, but something about this wavelength just seems, familiar." Kid spoke in a tight voice, his eyes scanning the darkness ahead.

"Well! Whatever this thing is, it's obviously not big enough to challenge ME!" Blackstar screeched, puffing his chest out, while Tsubaki's eye roll could basically be heard. "I say we just—" A large rumbling caused the blue-haired boy to lose his footing as well as his train of thought.

"You just had to jinx it!" Maka cried, clutching Kid's arm to regain her balance. The rumbling ceased, but the fear had already been planted inside their hearts.

The rumbling started once again, only stronger. A few blocks down, the street erupted into an explosive whoosh of flames and rubble. Something streaked up into the sky, long streaks of white streaming out behind it. Screams were heard in the distance, and the group fought the urge to run. Even if they couldn't see it, they knew.

The Kishin was revived.

Dun dun dunnnnnnn! And by 'dun' I mean done procrastinating. But not really. Wow, I feel awful...I wasn't aware so many people were following this story! Thanks for doing that! Unfortunately, I'm lazy. Very, very lazy.

So, I've decided to cut this story short due to lack of inspiration and motivation. Y'all can expect like, five more chapters or so. Since I'm not following the anime or manga (this IS a fanfiction) don't get mad at me for not being good with plots...and how to end plots and stuff.

Honestly though thank you all for staying with me! It makes me reaaaally happy. I'm not putting this story on hiatus but don't expect too much from me, school's pretty time-consuming and so is sports and stuff.

Any suggestions for how to improve or where to take this story? Just PM me or review. Just now reading over this whole thing, sorry if the characters are OOC.

Also, for any Hetalians out there who are still trying to preserve the fandom (it's great, you should join and let it consume your soul) I will be starting some new fics about that stuff, so any recommendations or suggestions are appreciated.

Sorry for the long A/N!

~Shay