First Songfic!
This is a songfic, yet not a songfic.
I had this up before with lyrics, but I got threatened by an angry reviewer.
SO now, i took out the lyrics and just have the story.
I suggest listening to the song Bleeding out by Imagine Dragons... Love 'em!
Each paragraph goes to a certain part of the song.
First paragraph, first chorus. Second paragraph, first verse. So on and so forth.
This takes place in the one episode where Maka and Soul are fighting Crona for the first time.
I do not own Maka, Soul, or Soul Eater! Wish i did though...
Enjoy and Review as always!
He spread his arms wide to protect his meister from harm. The air pierced with her scream is worse than the stinging bite of the demon sword. As his legs go weak from the blow, he can feels the warmth of his blood exiting the wound that was inflicted, leaving his once warm body with a slow coldness and dropping to the cool floor of the church.
He begins to debate whether he should have or should not have gotten in front of her. The cool side of him was saying that she should have moved. While the logical side says it was trained into him, that as a weapon, they must be ready to risk their life for their partner. Besides, she showed him that arrogance and wealth isn't everything, that their is a life outside of those things. She unlocked the chest that holds his heart.
He can feel a constant moist something drip onto him and run down his face as warm hands cradle his head. The words he hear are muffled, yet he hears the panic and worry in them. She cries his name with such agony, each shout a stab to his heart. Why didn't he realize that his meister would react this way? He was such an Idiot!
He struggles to open his eyes, and after a few long moments, they finally open. His meister doesn't notice as she's watching something that he cannot see. Her clothes are smeared with blood. Hers? No, it is my own, he thinks to himself. How he wishes he could pull his lovely blonde haired, green eyed meister in his arms, to let her know all is fine.
He can feel the cold overtaking his body. He knows what's happening, he just doesn't want to admit it. He cannot bear to leave his meister, just as she doesn't want him to leave. His eyes have drifted shut once again and his breathing becomes shallow and laboured.
Even though he is on the edge, he can still feel the warm drop of what must be tears on his ashen face and the sobs of his meister. He hears a calm voice saying that he can be saved, they just need to hurry, but he is ready. He has accepted that he will die.
She begs for him not to leave her, the guilt will weigh heavily on her. He knows that they may not have time. even though he wants to say something, anything that will let her know that this is his choice. It always has been and would have always been.
His senses slowly disappear, as his heart beats its last few beats. His breathing slows and his blood slowly stops.
His heart gives up its struggle. He believes he hears someone crying his name. The last thing that he thinks before he falls off the precipeice:
I Love You Maka.
All thanks goes to Imagine Dragons and their amazing music.