Witches were... something else.

Monsters were said to be born from witches, due to witches magical abilities. Witches were the collection of magic, able to use their abilities to warp space around them, to do things no normal monster could do without transforming into a weapon. Their souls were strong, and their magic was fierce. Kishin egg souls were easy to collect, a battle with them was nothing compared to a witches soul. That's why a witches soul is the ultimate soul needed for a weapon to unlock its true power.

Blue had heard about them, but he's never actually seen one. He figured their souls would just be a little stronger, and it'd take longer to kill them.

When he felt the witches soul, he felt it.

All people were able to somewhat sense souls, so everyone was able to identify a witches and a kishins soul. Their soul wave lengths were strong, incredibly strong, even if people weren't able to sense normal monster souls, they can tell a witch soul.

Dear Toby Fox, had Rengae actually killed one of those things?

Blue couldn't even see the witch, but he could feel it. He could feel their soul, lingering just on the inside of the forest, just out of sight. He choked on his words for a second as he stood up, grabbing Dust's arm with his fears climbing up his back. Ink and Error were climbing out of the car, also feeling the power as they asked what was going on.

Then, suddenly, it was gone.

It felt like a weight was taken off of his shoulders, like the world just fell silent. The feeling was just gone. He felt like he could freely breath again.

"Soul protect," Rengae said, eyes narrowing at the forest. "The witch is using soul protect, to mask their souls wave lengths."

"Why?" Blue asked.

"Because he's not the one who's going to be fighting me."

Rengae then straightened, tilting her head back and forth as she stretched out her neck. Ink and Error quickly made their way towards the two, trying to figure out what was going on.

"My meister isn't here, she's across the sea right now," Rengae said, "I'm a death scythe in the middle of nowhere. F*cker brought the demon sword to take my soul and become closer to hatching into a kishin."

"Demon sword?" Ink asked.

"It's a special weapon, it was the closest to becoming a kishin before the human was sealed into the blade, so they could never transform back into their body again. I was there when it happened, the sword should never be able to be used again. So why is it with a meister?"

"Should we go call the Grim Reaper? She's won against many witches, right?" Blue asked.

"We're in t-the middle of f-f*cking nowhere, how is she g-going to get here in time?" Error asked him.

"Hm... jet," Dust said, pointing a finger at him.

"You a-are the reason I hate p-p-people," Error muttered, jerking away from the finger.

"You kids should all seriously step back, this isn't a fight you'd be able to win," Rengae said, "The demon sword is really strong, and you have no training to even compare to a witches power. I don't even have anyone to wield me, this might be a bit of a problem. F*ck it, I'll do fine."

What separated them from the witch and the forest was the thin gravel road, which wasn't really much distance at all. When the voice emerged from the forest, Blue could hear the boy speaking.

"Chara... I guess she's the target..."

Then came the attack.

Dust had managed to pull Blue to the side, knocking him back onto Dust as they tumbled out of the way. Rengae hadn't move as the glowing red slash made its way to her, instead swiping her hand to the side before the attack was cut midair, the magic hitting the dirt on both sides of her.

"Come on out kid, I can sense your soul, hiding won't give you and advantage in this fight," Rengae said, hands resting on her hips. "Stop being a wuss."

A branch was pushed to the side before the culprit was stepping out, his red and white eye lights flickering to the side nervously under the others gazes. Another skeleton, it seemed, wearing white and black clothes that covered everything but his face. A black and white tinted sword was held to his chest, lightly glowing red from the magic he just used.

"I don't like it when people look at me," He muttered, clutching the sword to his chest. "But I have to kill you and have Chara eat your soul."

"That's right, the demon swords name was Chara," Rengae said, pulling a collection of her red hair over her shoulder. "But Chara shouldn't be able to eat souls, he was sealed within the sword."

"The death scythe is saying things I don't like," The skeleton mumbled, "She's looking at me and saying things. It's be better if she was dead, she'd say less things."

"Please, I have no destiny with death anytime soon. I don't dance with people, not my style. That includes death."

Rengae cracked her knuckles, grin on her face as she looked at him. The boy threw another attack at her, which was also cut in half by a flash of light.

"Dust, art boy, you two should probably transform." She looked at them. "I want you guys to stay back, but if your meisters at least have a weapon, it'll help in case this guy suddenly snaps or the witch does something."

"He's gay as well, I can tell," Dust whispered to Blue.

"I-I am not touching h-him!" Error said, pointing to Ink.

"I'll be a weapon, it won't even be touching a person, it'll be a pair of gloves," Ink said, "And there's a witch!"

"W-Whatever." Error looked away, his body jerking with a 'tick' of his. "I'd rather d-d-die."

"At least I have a f*cking sacrifice if the witch goes crazy," Rengae muttered, "'Cause death is the other option if I'm knocked out of the picture. Which I doubt will happen, this kids a punk. What I'm really worried about is the witch."

"Dust, can you transform?" Blue asked.

Dust stared at the boy. "All I can think about is his gay partner. If only I could break the 4th wall like Rengae, gosh darn it."

"Can you transform or not?" She asked.

"All I can think about is other things! I can't focus on transforming!" Dust said.

"Oh my lord, you all are useless," Rengae muttered, looking back at them. "Just-

Suddenly, she was turning back as the skeleton boy was running towards her, sword raised. Rengae lifted up her leg, encompassed in a glow of light, before her right leg was stopping the sword from hitting her. When the light faded, her once leg was now transformed into the head of a scythe weapon, red and black designs running across the blade.

"I'm guessing that little witch that was with you is the one you're working for?" She said, "But how can you wield the demon sword? It has something to do with that witch, doesn't it? He used some of his magic to do something, I'm guessing."

Rengae used her two free hands to grip the skeleton, kicking her other leg up as she twisted him around over her shoulder, her own body following. When they landed, the skeleton was pinned under her body, his own weapon pinned against his neck with her scythe leg.

"Don't rustle with the pros, kid," She said, "You got a strong sword, but doesn't mean sh*t when fighting a death scythe."

"Stop looking at me like that," The skeleton boy said, nervously averting his gaze. "You're looking at me mean and it's scaring me."

"Jesuc f*cking- Kid, this is a fight. You attacked me, and you're using a weapon that's on the verge of becoming a Kishin with a witch watching us fight. Is he making you?"

"Chara said I can't tell you anything, and I have to listen to everything they say," He said, "Chara says I have to kill you now."

"Charas sealed within their weapon form, their human form doesn't exist anymore. You shouldn't be able to talk to them," Rengae muttered, pressing the blade of his own weapon hard enough against his bones to draw some blood. "You better start talking before I get actually angry."

Only then did Blue catch sight of the skeletons blood that was dribbling into the grass below them. It wasn't red.

It was black.

"Rengae-"

"Bloody needle," The boy muttered, interrupting Blue's call.

Rengae managed to throw herself back before his blood was suddenly spiking up in sharp needle formations, almost piercing her head. She bounced back onto the grass, leg transformed back into its normal human look as she landed without a problem.

"That's real f*cked up," She said, "Using your own blood as a weapon."

The other skeleton boy slowly drew himself up to a standing position. "Chara said it's okay, so it's okay for me to."

"Uh huh," Rengae said, "Did they say it's okay to be crazy, 'cause you're doing that too."

"They also said it's okay for me to kill you, so... bye..."

With those words, the skeleton was running at her again, his blood from his neck shooting out to attack her. Rengae ducked under them before she was using her arm to block the demon sword, twisting it away from her. She then used one of her free legs to swipe the boys balance from under him, only for one of her legs to be scratched by the blood on the ground, barely dodging getting impaled.

"Rengae!" Blue yelled out of worry.

"Okay, now I'm actually p*ssed!" Rengae snarled, transforming her arm and stabbing his ribcage.

That didn't last long before she was throwing herself back, narrowly missing getting hit by more bloody needles from the new wound inflicted.

"It doesn't matter, black blood hardens, Chara is nice and stops the bleeding. I won't bleed out," The boy said, sluggishly twisting the sword in his hand. "They did it so I could trap you."

Only then did Rengae catch on, looking around her on the ground. The black blood was splattered around her, entrapping her as it became ready to transform into needles.

When they did transform into needles, the death scythe transformed momentary into her entire weapon form, dropping to the ground under the blood needles to avoid being stabbed. She then untransformed into a crouched position below the skeleton, twisting his own blade to stab him all the way through his ribcage with his own weapon.

The needles above her transformed into regular blood, dribbling back down as he slumped back, effectively stabbed through by his own sword. Rengae stood as he fell against the grass, running a hand through her hair.

"Watch out for the blood!" Ink said.

"No, it's over," Rengae said, looking down at the rapidly bleeding skeleton. "Kids strong and smart, I'll give him that, but not against a death scythe. If the demon sword wasn't sealed, we might have had a problem."

"What about the witch?" Blue asked nervously, glancing at the forest.

Almost as if life answered his question, something was thrown out of the forest, the small object landing right next to Blue and Dust.

"Smoke bomb!" Rengae yelled.

It exploded moments afterwards, the force knocking Blue back due to how close he was. It must have been pretty powerful, because he could feel his feet leaving the ground. His hands felt through the smoke, trying to grab something as he felt his body fall.

Then, he could see some light, and he was holding something. He was falling now, but slower.

The smoke cleared soon afterwards, and he could see the truth behind the smoke grenade. Whatever it was, it must have sent out a blast force too, which had knocked Rengae a good distance from where she was before, causing her to end up tangled with her front bushes, legs sticking out awkwardly. Ink had ended up close to her, laying on the ground in a daze. Error somehow ended up half under the car, body jerking rapidly from the surprise force of the shock wave. They were probably thrown to the side, since they were further, while Blue and Dust had been thrown into the air.

Wait, where was Dust?

Blue finally caught sight of what he was holding and gasped, eye sockets widening. This was Dusts weapon form?

It was so cool!

When Dusts arm had transformed into a blade, Blue had expected it to be some type of sword. But this was actually amazing.

He was an umbrella, one that seemed to have the ability to slow down Blue's fall, causing the two to drift slowly down until he landed safely on the grass on his feet. The handle was made out of metal, having a soft handle for Blue to hold. The top of the umbrella, though, wasn't the normal fabric material. Instead, each section was made of a separate blade, each blade overlapping the next with a sharp edge that could be mistaken for the edge of a sword or knife.

Okay, that was amazing. Dust himself was weird and creative, why wouldn't his weapon form be?

However, the skeleton couldn't be found, his body was absent from their surroundings. As Rengae and Ink sat up, and as Error scooted himself back out from under the car, Blue looked around to find the attacker.

He was dangling from the mouth of some sort of skeleton beast, it's jaws locked firmly to make sure he wouldn't fall in his unconscious state. Another man stood on top of the creatures head, a black and white outfit of his own covering his features, hood covering his head.

"What a waste, Cross couldn't even last more then a few minutes," The man sighed, his smooth voice making Blue shiver with fear. "I guess I'll have to train him more. At least I got to test out my invention."

The man took one last glimpse at the others before the head of the magical creature turned away, and he retreated into the forest with unconscious Cross in his grasp.

Just like that, they were gone.