random Soul

so in this chapter they will be talking to lord death and wait for it............ Lady solano, nightshade *gasp* thats right a special appearance da the infamous solano, nightshade happens in this chapter where they all meet and form the small group army for Lord Death.



Ch. 7
The Death Room
(The man all witches fear?)

Kisha seemed to be Frozen to the spot as the man looked down at her. “I asked if te were Kisha, can’t te speak?” Takuto put a hand on her shoulder and gave it a light squeeze before he spoke. “Yes she is, and I’m her weapon Takuto. Who are te exactly, te don’t look like the guy from...

ok so this is a story im working on that involve my two oc characters named kisha and takuto. Takuto is a weapon and Kisha is a meister, but there is one thing about kisha. Her mother is one of the witch sisters (i added a third sister to medusa and arachne). Her mother is the dark witch named Nightshade. Just like crona, kisha was subjected to torture but instead of black blood, her mother made her practice with shadow magic. Kisha is capable of controlling anything that has a shadow even taking the soul out of someones body and infusing them with a shadow essence turning them into a mindless...

keep on going I keep on running I will not stop not now I will not end not now
keep on going I keep on going get out my way now yeah get out my way now
I am gonna go my way o nothing man's gotta beat the giorno and make himself the giorno yeah
(hey yo)I am gonna go my way o no way taking me higher taking te higher
keep on running I keep on running I will not stop now I will not end now
keep on going I keep on going get out my way now get out my way now

drop superiore, in alto don't stop don't stop cruising the highway making it hot me and my partner grilling the spot touch any job man we got it locked
around...

"Maka! Where's my sheet music?" Soul called from his room. The room had been turned upside-down in his cerca for the scraps of paper he'd written his new song on.

"What does it look like?" Maka asked, peeking her head into the doorway. A few articoli of clothing were thrown into her face as Soul searched frantically in his closet.

"Scraps of paper, napkins, paper bags, all with Musica written on them!" he answered angrily. He gingerly picked up a moldy sandwich, panino from within the black hole he called a closet. "Found my snack from last week…"

Maka rolled her eyes at him. He'd thrown a hissy-fit...