The news spread like fire at the DWMA. A weapon? Leaving his Meister just like that? No one thought someone would just do that. Especially to Maka! If you knew her mom, you would think twice about ever doing that. Considering how good a Meister her mom was.

Yet. Her Death Scythe that was Soul. Left her on the spot for another girl. Not even a Meister... A Kishin... A Witch... Some stereotypically... Sexy... Stupid Catgirl...

"It's not fair!"

Her glove slams down on the roof of the DWMA. Well. There were many. But she took you to this one to talk her frustrations out.

Sure. Soul was... Hard to work with. But it's not like Maka hated him. The total opposite. She put her trust in him. Meisters and their weapons are linked at the soul, almost literally!

"First my Dad cheating on Mom, and now their divorced. And now my own weapon cheats on me!"

She cries out. It's vexing. To be left like that, to feel like trash the way Maka does. Like she's the reason Soul is gone. Now. The one time she holds her trust out for a dude. Just a slap across the face.

Her head hangs low, along with her pigtails, tears hit the cracks between the perfectly symmetrical stones under her shoes.

As a weapon. It's your duty to care for your Meister as they care for you. You might be new. But. Doesn't mean you can't show that.