Chapter 1- Soul Wavelength of the Insane

"I never...I never wanted to be this. To be this kind of weapon. To be this..."

"Quiet, you filth." The brunette with pink front said as she swung the bandaged samurai sword, impaling the nearby human with a smirk, the blood splattering across her pink kimono as the man fell to the ground, the woman slamming her foot into the back of the man's head and cracking it as his soul's blue essence floated out, the woman swinging her sword outward as a pale arm suddenly protruded from its metal, taking in the orb as it disappeared back into the weapon.

"99 more and you'll match my wavelength all too well" the woman said, looking into the reflection of the sword's blade as the woman with long purple hair covering her face looked back through it.

"Tu-Tuguro…?" The woman said hesitantly through her hair.

"What the FUCK did I tell you, Erzsebet?" The woman glared back at her as Erzsebet instantly quieted herself, Tuguro looking onward to Death City. There had to be plenty of people to murder there. Plenty to use for her own selfish desires as she stumbled toward it, passing through Death's wavelength with barely any effort and giving a wide grin.

Meanwhile…

It was nightfall in Death City as Maka and Soul headed home from DWMA, Soul cracking his neck with a yawn.

"Jeez, I can't wait to hit the sack." Soul said with his usual voice as Maka suddenly stopped in her tracks, turning around. "Maka? What's up?"

"It's a wavelength. A strong one and very malevolent…It's coming this way." Maka answered back cautiously as she ran toward it.

"Wait up!" Soul yelled, running after.

Meanwhile. DWMA…

"Headmaster Death, you called us here?" Spirit said, walking in with Dr. Stein as they faced the mirror where Death was standing…er, floating. His voice in its usual perky but serious tone.

"Yes, of course! About a half an hour ago, a very unfamiliar wavelength, one of a Meister, crossed into Death City. It seems very strong for just one but very rage-filled. Almost manic."

He said, floating back into the mirror as a dark street suddenly appeared over it, a woman with short brunette and pink front disheveled hair covering her lowered face, blood splattered on her skin and down the front of her petal pink kimono, her sword from earlier over her shoulder as Spirit gasped softly, Stein's eyes widening.

"Oh my…" Death said with a very serious tone. "Dr. Stein, Spirit. I want you to find this woman as fast as possible. It appears Maka seems to be on her tail as well, but with a Meister such as this one, I do believe this may fall more in your jurisdiction, Dr. Stein."

"Wait! My Maka is chasing after her?" Spirit said, looking at Death hesitantly, then at Stein as he simply stared back.

"Yes, which is why you must intercept her before Maka does. Now go." Death responded back as Spirit nodded, Stein doing the same as they both quickly left, rushing out of the DWMA and down the stairs, taking a shortcut around and turning various blocks, getting closer to the woman's wavelength. Maka running toward it with Soul now in scythe form.

"My word, it seems like I've been seen. No matter. Come, Erzsebet. Let's find you some more souls to eat." Tuguro said with a maddening grin as Erzsebet looked down. "I-I understand…" Erzsebet said in an almost silent tone as Tuguro saw a girl in blond pigtails with jade-colored eyes, a red and black-striped skirt with a yellow sweater vest and white blouse underneath. A green and white striped tie peaking out of the black jacket she wore over the ensemble, white gloves and ankle-high boots with white buckles around it, holding a black and red patterned scythe in her hands.

"Well, well, well, aren't you a pretty little girl." Tuguro said with false kindness seething in her words as Maka glared at her. The woman looked in her 30's and showed it as well. "It'll be an honor to skin the meat from those bones of yours'. Little girl." She grinned wider.

"Who are you?" Maka said with sternness in her voice.

"How rude, you brat. Oh well…My sword likes her victims with a bit of spice." Tuguro swung the sword out, pointing it at her as Maka got into her fighting stance, quickly observing her and her weapons' wavelength.

"It's like she's…trapped." Maka said to Soul softly.

"What? Her weapon?" he said curiously back.

"Yeah…Their wavelengths…they're way off, Soul."

"Please…Someone please help me." Erzsebet barely managing to say, her voice raspy from misuse.

"Shut up, swine. Shut up and kill them." Tuguro snapped back at her blade as she ran at them, the two immediately going into a draw as Soul saw the reflection of the purple-haired woman in the blade. Face twisted in pain through the long hair as Maka pulled out of the draw, Tuguro quickly blocking once more.

"Such pale skin… I can't wait to cut you open and bleed you dry." She laughed, smiling even more as her blade pressed harder against Soul. "Erzsebet! Quit dawdling around and attack! I command it!" Tuguro screamed at her. Souls suddenly seeing the woman's arm limply go up as the blades' weight against Maka's scythe got heavier.

"I-I'm sorry…"Soul"" Erzsebet says to him almost silently.

Soul went to speak as Tuguro suddenly interrupted, cutting him off.

"What the FUCK did I tell you?" she screamed, going to spin around, her legs suddenly stuck in place as she looks down. "The FUCK is THIS? My goddamn feet are fucking stuck…!" she screamed louder, swinging her blade at Maka as she jumped back, avoiding it.

"You know, there ARE people sleeping around this time." A voice suddenly said to her as she twisted her head back, now seeing a man with a white and gray stitched-together coat. The same applying for his gray shirt, black pants and gray boots. A screw going through the side of his skull as he stared at her through gray bangs with jade-green eyes and wide glasses. Seeing a stitch down the left side of his face that wrapped around below his earlobe as he held Spirit in his hands.

"Dr. Stein!" Maka and Soul both chimed in together.

"Both of you go and get to a safer place. Head home if you have to, but leave here. This woman is dangerous and is not of your caliber right now." Stein said with a serious voice and spinning Spirit in a circle once.

Maka trying to speak in rebuttal, but being cut off by Soul.

"Come on, Maka. Let's get going."

"Right." She answered back as Soul returned to his human form, both quickly leaving as Tuguro looked down, seeing his stitching done to her bare feet as she smirked, turning back to him.

"Erzsebet, unhinge this shit. Now."

"Y-yes, Tuguro…" Erzsebet softly responded, managing to use her soul wavelength to yank Tuguro's feet out of the stitching, both hearing her bones crack, Tuguro yelping in pain.

"FOOL! What use are you if all you do is break and can do nothing right?" she yelled at her, throwing the sword aside as she clung loudly, falling to the ground.

Spirit looking over and seeing Erzsebet lying on her side in the reflection, a defeated look in her body language itself. Stein quickly using this as a distraction as he ran at Tuguro, a twisted look on his face as he used his own soul wavelength against her, frying her skull as she fell to the ground, now unconscious.

"M-Meister…" Erzsebet whispered softly. Seeing Spirit come out of his scythe form. Him and Stein talking amongst each other before observing the red-haired man pick up Tuguro and throw her over his shoulder, Stein meanwhile walking over to Erzsebet still in her scythe form as she quickly tries to use her long hair to cover her face and frame, looking away)

"Erzsebet. That's what your Meister called you, correct…?" Stein said softly as Erzsebet nodded, looking at him through her hair, then down in shame.

'Seems the rage-filled one was her Meister after all. But this one… She's so passive. Submissive. Hasn't said a word.' Stein thought. "Your Meister is going to be brought to the DWMA before our headmaster, Death. As a weapon to her, you will be as too."

No response. Simply a nod as he reached for the handle, Erzsebet slightly opening her eyes, feeling his hands touch her handle as she went to burn it, then warmed to the touch instead as they brought them both back to the DWMA. Walking into the Death room as Stein showed Death Erzsebet in her scythe form.

"Headmaster Death, We've brought back the Meister and her weapon as well. Though her Meister seems to have been the one giving off more of the malevolent wavelength." Stein said.

"I see that. That and that her sword. It's wavelength… Miss? Miss? Can you speak?" Death said to Erzsebet is his chipper voice as she nodded. Attempting to but quickly quieting herself.

"Your wavelength seems to be very fearful. But you have nothing to fear here." Death spoke once more as Erzsebet shook her head weakly in disagreement, slowly turning her head to her Meister's fainted body as Death noticed, seeing her look down.

"Your Meister?" he asked questionably as Erzsebet attempted to pantomime while Death watched through the black holes that were his eyes, Spirit watching in curiosity as Stein adjusted the frame of his glasses with his pointer and middle finger.

"I see…" He said.

"Wait, you understood all of that?" Spirit said in shock as Erzsebet finished.

"Of course, Spirit. According to her, Erzsebet's Meister has forced her to kill many humans since she's had her. The two have been on the run for quite sometime and Erzsebet believes that, given the opportunity, her Meister will surely start up again." Death looked at her. "Correct?"

Erzsebet nodded as she curled up in a ball inside the sword.

"Why won't she talk?" Spirit spouted as Death looked back at the blade, Stein as well. Both watching her pantomime pointing at her Meister then covering her mouth, closing her eyes in shame.

"Ahh, I see."

"What is it?" Spirit asked questionably once more.

"Her Meister told her not to." Stein answered him as he pulled out a cigarette, putting it to his lips and lighting it.

"What do we do then, Lord Death?" Spirit spoke as Erzsebet looked back at him. Death remaining silent for almost a minute then finally answering.

"Leave Tuguro here with me. When she wakes up, Spirit, you and I will interrogate her." He said as Spirit nodded.

"And her?"

"I could swear I've seen you before, Miss." Death spoke, trying to get her to speak as he leaned down to her blade, yet failing as she bit her lip softly.

"Stein, I'd like you to take Erzsebet here to the nurse. Maybe a bit of rest will help?" the last part almost sounding directed at her as she briefly looked up in hope, then down again as Stein turned to leave, blade in hand.

"And Stein?"

Stein turned around as Death put up his large white palm as if trying to cover his mouth.

"Yes, Lord Death?" he said with curiosity in his tone.

"Do try to get her out of her scythe form." Said Death with a loud whisper as Stein gave an almost unseen nod, leaving with her and walking to the nurses' office, turning the lights on as he went inside, shutting the door behind him.