IF YOU WANT THIS TO BE COOLER; LISTEN TO RESONANCE. I SWEAR IT JUST MAKES IT HOTTER.

A large explosion fell behind the small crowd.

Kid was the first to react.

He hit the ground with a thud, and Stein braced Chrona for the impact. Maka clung tightly to Soul.

"Hm." A black-haired boy stepped out from the smoke. His hair reached his back; his eyes were coated in a black outline, a weird line jutting from his eye—at least what could be seen of his eyes from the Jackal face mask, and his visible skin was tan. A long black cloak covered his body, the traditional "Ankh" symbol on it.

Kid knew it immediately.

The Pharaoh… the one we fought in Egypt… the Kishin… this guy…

He got up, and raised his head. He charged straight-forward the male in front of him.

The boy dodged it swiftly, and Kid balled his hands into fists. He then attempted to punch him, but he moved out the way again. Kid raised his leg and kicked the boy in the back.

The boy shot back and hit Kid in the stomach, sending him spiraling. He hit the wall.

Without Liz and Patti… I'm defenseless.

Soul stood up. "Hey… who do you think you're messing with?!"

The boy charged at Soul and Maka straight on, two small swords in each hand.

Maka and Soul prepared their selves, Maka flinching in fear.

This guy's gonna kill us!

A small flash, and the swords were blocked.

Kid turned around, Maka looked up, Soul smiled.

The frail pink-haired child held its demon sword with both hands, the blade coursed with the two dagger-swords.

"Ragnarok…"

"Right." A pair of lips formed on the sword's middle.

"SCREAM RESONANCE!" Chrona shouted, and the mouth made a high pitched noise, forcing Spirit and Soul to cover their ears. Chrona lowered the sword. The boy seemed to be unshaken.

"I forgot…" Chrona said meekly. "It only works on Kishin and Weapons."

"Then that means…" Soul said, studying the boy.

"---that he's not a meister, or a Kishin."

A smile formed on the boy's lips, and he charged for Kid, who was still recuperating.

Chrona ran after him. "!"

With a swing of Ragnarok, the boy clattered to the ground, tumbling.

"Stupid fool…" The boy stood up. "I'll eat your soul!"

The mask fell off, and his calm complexion shattered. His eyes widened, as did his smile; it revealed sharp teeth similar to that of Soul's. He shape-shifted in what seemed to be a flash; he was now a real jackal. He ran at Chrona.

Maka intervened, whacking the wild-dog with Soul, who was in scythe form.

"Get away from Chrona!" The dog whimpered and fell to the ground.

He retorted back to human form, and Stein walked towards him.

"The jackal… the Egyptian crap…"

The form became smoke, leaving behind the mask, and disappearing.

Stein picked up the mask.

"He's Anubis… the Egyptian guardian of death."