Shiki- similar to a weapon, it is a dead spirit granted new life by a god to serve as their weapon.
Phantoms- like kishins, can only be spayed by a shiki
Storm- a sudden swarm of phantoms, caused by negative human emotions

(For those noragami and soul eater fans) ;)

☆彡ENJOY★彡
-thefluffyotaku
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The shrine of the Winter God was just as grand and Makas. The portal opened to a pine forest with towering cedars. The grass was a dark green, crisp and cold to the touch. The bushes shimmered with ice almost making them sparkle. There was no snow on the ground, however snow continued to fall and pack itself on the branches of the pines.
"This way." Black*Star tore his gaze away from the scenery to she Maka making her way down a flattened path. She practically glowed against the bleak atmosphere. It reminded him of the story he heard humans tell; of a North Star that guided three wise men through the snow. Black*Star tailed behind her, glancing around at his surroundings. He wondered what this God was like...believed to be cold but having the utmost trust in his friend.
"Maka!"
Black*Star leaped in front of the God pulling out his hidden dagger.

Beasts

Animals that dwell in the icy tundra surrounded them. He spotted wolfs, foxes, birds, and small rodents. Blocking the path was a large moose carding two ferrets on his horns.
"I knew it! I knew this would happen! You trusted that God and now he has us-" the delicate hand on his shoulder silenced him. She smiled kindly at him,
"Did you bring the bag I asked you to carry?"
Black*Star blinked at her, ticked off, now wasn't really the time! The animals where closing in...slowly... as if to see what what happening.
None the less, her escort did as she asked and gave her the silk pouch she asked for. Maka thanked him, before walking over to the towering moose. Black*Star watched as her hand rested on his nose.
"Hello Klink."
She laughed at the hot air he blew out of his nose.
Reaching into her pouch to pull out a bright red apple, it was perfectly sweet and crisp grown in the summer Gods large garden. (He should know he ate most of them).
The moose, Klink, happy took the apple her her hand. While he was munching, Maka turned to Black*Star with a smirk,
"These are the Winter Gods shiki."
Black*Star looked around as the animals looked at Maka expectingly.
"Whenever they come and visit, they always raid my garden." She casted a pointed look the them, "do you mind helping me give out their treats?"
All Black*Star could do was nod dumbfounded.
The animals; he learned, where some of the many shiki the God of winter had. These particular ones where to guard the entrance of his shrine and tend to the forest while he was away.
After everyone was all full and happy, they continued on her way to the Winter God. Klink let Maka ride on his back, with the two ferrets thunder and fire. Black*Star walked besides the wolf Harvar, and the fox Jackie.
The path lead to a large mansion, made entirely out of logs. It was one big log cabin. (More like log mansion! Am I right?!)
The glass windows glowed with candle flames showing crimson curtains tied on either side. The door towered over them, wide enough for Klink to easily walk through.
"You can go now escort."
Maka smiled at him but was only meet with a 'huh?'
"Your job is done now, Black*Star."
"N-no"
"No?"
"Yes!"
"Yes...?"
"No!!"
Maka glanced at the moose who just glanced back.
"You-you can't! He's! He's!"
Maka smiled. I knowing smile that gave him the feeling she knows exactly what he's thinking. Turing she placed her hand on the large brown nose again,
"Thank you for walking us Klink but I think I need to have a talk with my escort."
Klink let out another puff of air, before taking his leave, with thunder and fire on his horns. After giving her a respectful nod, Harvar and Jackie trotted after them.
"Black*Star," his eyes meet hers,
"You feel the god of winter is just as cold and unforgiving as the season he represents." Black*Star nodded, feeling guilty he was causing a fuss,
"But, couldn't you say the same of every season?"
"No! You-"
"I cause an unforgiving heat with a blazing summer sun." Black*Star blinked, stunned,
"Winter has weather that can cause frost bite, or even death... However, does my summer not also cause sunburn or dehydration? Can children not play in my green grass as they play in winters snow or falls leaves?"
Maka smiled kindly at him,
"We has the Gods of Season are different, but we are equal in every way."
Black*Star listened in awe, remembering the god before him was much older, wiser, and more powerful than he could ever hope to be.
His knees hit the ground, followed by his forehead,
"I'm sorry, please forgive me, God of Summer."
He heard a happy laugh,
"Please, call me Maka."
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The inside of his cabin was...unexpected. Although that was an understatement.
The floor was a classy checkered floor, the twin stair cases where made of wood along with a winding rail with beautiful engravings. Upstairs looked like a long hallway. The walls where a dark red with dull gold designs. To the right was a room with a long table with some doors that where most likely to the kitchen. To the right was what looked like an elegant music room. Equipped with a grand piano, violin, and a guitar. Under the center of the staircase, was another closed wooden door. Above them hung a large crystal chandelier.
"Maka?"
Standing at the top of the stairs was a tall man. His hair matches the very snow that surrounded him as his piercing red eyes bored down at them.
Beside the escort, Maka curtsied at him as he made his way down the left staircase.
"Soul."
The man, Soul, stopped to bow. He wore a expensive looking down coat that reached just below his knees. He looked to have worn a red dress shirt under a gray vest on top of black pants and shoes. In his hand was a raggedy white scarf.
"Pfft!"
"Hehe!"
Before Black*Star could blink, Maka had ran past him and leaped into the mans arms laughing along with him. He watch in awe as the rumored cold man look up warmly down at the god of summer and planted a chaste kiss on her lips.
"You made it, I was getting worried."
"Your shiki wanted their treats...I just couldn't say no. And besides,"
She glances at Black*Star,
"That's the reason you sent him...wasn't it?"
"What?! Hang on! What?!?!"
Soul blushed, as if he wasn't aware Blackstar was present.
"Rrrhhmm, yeah- yes!"
The winter god walked over to a small table by the staircase and picked up a small leather pouch; He then walked to Black*Star with Maka in tow.
"You have done well in delivering the God of summer to me safely."
Black*Star took the pouch and realized...yen? He looked questionably only at the god in front of him.
"I was the one who sent you the wish. I was worried about phantoms attacking her, what with the massive storms we've been having..."
Maka hugged soul from behind, lacing their hands together.

"We has the Gods of Season are different, but we are equal in every way."

Black*Star smiled.
"Thank you guys. And I'm sorry I assumed and believed in rumors- GROSS OMG IM RIGHT HERE GET A ROOM!"