The Weapon Witch

Her name is Soka, no one knows about her past and she never speaks. She communicates to her meister, Vinjio, telepathically. She's come for revenge but no one knows it, who is she out to get and why? Her story is about to unfold before the DWMA's eyes.


12. Soka

The moment my feet hit the snow I dove. I rolled in the cool whiteness then laid on my back and created a snow angel. I giggled uncontrollably as the snow flakes fell on my face and melted. I sat up and held out a hand, watching the unique flakes land. I huffed, watching my breath appear then disappear. I grabbed a handful of snow as Vinjio walked over. "You like it?" He asked.

I turned and threw the snow in his face. He sputtered. I laughed louder. The memories of creating snow men, snow forts, and snow angels with my mother cake back. How'd we bundle up and pretend we were Eskimos, running around in the snow and sledding down hills. Those were the best times. We'd go inside and settle by the fire, wrap up in blankets, and drink hot coco.

I smiled so big. Lord Death chuckled and said, "I guess you like it, and that's wonderful."

Vinjio grinned and hugged me tight. I pushed him into a snow drift and bent down, making a perfect snow ball. I stood and threw it at Black*Star. I started throwing snowballs and soon everyone joined in, making a big snow ball fight. Stein stood watching until I hit him square inbetween the glasses. He shook off the snow, bent down, then threw a snowball at me.

I ducked and it hit Crona. As Crona whined about how he couldn't deal with this, I ran around like a little kid. I was laughing my head off and squealing in joy whenever I fell in a pile of snow. I watched as Maka and Soul started throwing snow at Black*Star and Tsubaki. Liz and Patty went after Kid. I stared as Spirit was hit with snow balls from Lord Death and Stein.

I sucked in my breath, remembering why I'd come here. I clenched my teeth and looked up. Snow tickled my face as I thought, 'Mama, if you hear me, I'm doing this all for you. I'll make sure you get the justice you deserve.'

I felt a tear fall down my cheek and quickly wiped it away. No crying, not until my job was done. I looked back to where everyone was laughing and having a grand ol time. I knew my plan and when it was done the men who killed my mom would know my pain. 

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