Soul's POV:
Today was the anavercery that Maka left. 3 years ago, Lord Death had sent her to a demention alone. Without her weapon. She was suppose to have returned only a few months later, but she didn't. 3 years she has been gone, and she is presumed dead. But I don't believe that one bit. I know that my meister... the love of my life is still alive. I refuse to think otherwise. I keep myself hidden from others. I've been a emotional wreck since Maka left. Blackstar and Tsubaki visit me every now and again. But I can't stand to be around them. They just remind me of how me and Maka would be. As for Kid... well Kid does visit with Liz and Patty frequently, but whenever he does, he just ends up making me and Maka's apartment symmetrical while Patty babbles about giraffes, and me and Liz talk. Liz is a good friend. She may seem like she's a loud mouth when it comes to gossip, but she's always there when you need to talk about something. I usually end up just talking about Maka, but she always listens. Spirit... well Spirit doesn't give a crap about me. He would have had me go rather than his daughter. I feel bad for him, actually. He loves Maka so much. Maybe as much as me, and he waits for her to come back everyday. Sometimes he goes days without sleeping or eating. As for me... I only eat when I need to, and sleep when I can't stay awake. I need Maka back, and I need her back now. I don't know how much longer I can stay alive without her.
General POV:
Spirit was in his usual place. He hadn't moved from that spot in one week. He just sat there, looking at the spot where Maka disapaired 3 years ago. Maka had went through a portal that was in The Death Room to get to the demention of Madness. Maka was chosen to go because of her anti-demon wavelengths. Soul however couldn't have gone because of the black blood that was now flowing through his veins. Lord Death was casually sipping tea when a loud noise came from where Spirit was. "Hmmmmmmm?" Lord Death bounced up, leaving his tea on the table. Spirit jumped up, and his eyes widened. A bright light started to appear in front of him, making the portal that had appeared 3 years ago open. Spirit ran over to Lord Death to get out-of-the-way, and embraced himself for what was to come. After a few moments, and foot emerged from the portal, not to far behind was a mature and much older looking Maka. She stepped out of the light, and stood there. Waiting for the light behind her to despair before she spoke. She was wearing a black hood that had a cape attached. Three yellow stripes on each side of her solders where the cape was resting. She was wearing only a black bra like clothing underneath her cape, which you could clearly see. High black boots covered her up to bottom of her knees, and black shorts reached the top of her knees. Her body had changed allot when she was gone. She was no longer flat chested by any means, in fact she was almost as big as Blair in that department. She had gotten allot taller, and allot more muscular. She lifted her head. The hood was covering her face, but when the light disappeared, she took the hood down, and shook her head, her familiar ash blonde hair flowing in front of her face. Her emerald eyes blazing with determination, and the thirst for Kishin blood. You wouldn't be able to tell this was Maka without her hair and eyes. "Lord Death-" She started. With a deeper and more firm, but familiar voice. "Death Sythe, Maka Albarn reporting." Lord Death tilted his head, while Spirit ran to his daughter with open arms. Maka's eyes flashed at him, and her arm turned into a Scythe. Spirit stopped dead in his tracks. "Who are you? State your name and business." She said in a terrifying voice. Spirit stared at her blade arm, and then looked at her face. "Maka! It's your papa, Spirit! How could you not remember your loving father!?" Spirit said, wailing while tears came from his eyes. "Papa-." Maka murmured to herself. Than she let her scythe arm morph back into her original muscular arm. "Papa..." She said. Her eyes tearing up. Spirit ran up to Maka, and embraced her. Maka felt awkward in her fathers arms, but soon put hers awkwardly around him and embraced him back. "Eh-hem." Lord Death said, interrupting the family reunion. Maka and Spirit pulled away from each other. Maka wiped away the tears with her cape's sleeve, and returned her attention back to Lord Death. "Lord Death, sir." She said saluting the Shinagami. "Meister Maka... or should I say... Death Scythe Maka? Welcome back, very good to see you again. How did your mission go?" Lord Death said in an overly cheerful voice, jumping twords Maka. "Yes sir. I am a Death Scythe sir. 99 Kishin souls, and one of a witch, sir. And yes, the mission was a success." Lord Death tilted his head. "I see. But how did you get a witches soul, and how are you now a weapon?" Maka put her hands down to her sides, and looked to Lord Death. "Well-" Just than, Lord Death's big foamy hand interrupted her. "Wait just a minute I think that we should have everyone here present so that you don't have to explain yourself again. Sound fair enough? After all, I think that your weapon, Soul would like to see you again." Maka tilted her head. "Soul? My weapon?" Spirit looked at his daughter with concern. Had she really not remembered her weapon? The weapon that had risked his life and health for her so many times over and over? The weapon that she turned into a Death Scythe? If she didn't... this would crush Soul... he was in love with Maka... Spirit felt a pain go through his heart. He felt bad for the young weapon.
Soul's POV:
I sat on Maka's bed. Tears running down my face. She wasn't coming back... was she? Just than the mirror that was on Maka's desk started to flash white. I hesitantly got up, and walked over to it as Lord Death appeared. What did Lord Death want now? I got off the bed and I didn't bother to wipe away my tears. "Hello, hello Death Scythe Soul Eater!" I groaned. "Hello, Lord Death..." Lord Death tilted his head. "Why so down, why so down?" Lord Death sang. I gave him a look that would kill if he wasn't death. He put his hands up and shook them. "Now, now. No need to get angry. Young Maka has returned from her mission!" Lord Death sang. My heart stopped. Maka. Returned? Lord Death was just about to start to say something else, but I was already running out the door. I'm coming Maka! This time I'm not letting you go!
Back in Maka's room-General POV
Lord Death sat looking where the young Death Scythe just was. He let out a sigh. "If only her knew. She's changed." He said with a sad tone. Than the mirror died down to a faint light until it was nothing but a ordinary mirror left in Maka's abandoned room.
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Maka's POV:
I didn't understand. Didn't understand why my father was flooded with emotion when I came back. I had almost forgotten what he had looked liked. But it wasn't my fault, he looked so different. So unkept. What was wrong with him? "Father?" My father looked at me so strangely that it hurt. I had to fight from making myself look away. "Yes, Maka?" He said, his face lighting up a bit. I walked over to him. "What's wrong? You look so... so..." He nodded. "I know, Maka. I haven't eaten or slept very much sense you left." My stomach lurched a bit. "How long have I been gone? It looks like you haven't slept in years." I said in a whisper that only he could hear. He shook his head, tears started to flow. "You've been gone for three years, Maka. Three years no body has seen or heard word from you." He choked out. I flinched a bit. "Papa, you should have just forgotten. Three years is a horrid amount of time to go through." He looked up at me, hurt in his eyes. "Maka, I couldn't ever forget you, you are my daughter." Usually if I was still the same Maka from three years ago, I would have Maka Chopped him and told him to get over it. But I had changed. I couldn't read or show emotions very well, and a had deeply missed everyone... including my father. So instead, I patted his back, and stood up. "Well, it's okay. I'm back now." I tried to sound happy, but my voice betray me, as it began to sound monotone and unfeeling. He stood, whipping his tears with his sleeve. "Yea. Just don't ever leave again like that." I nodded. "Right." Just than I sensed a bunch of excited and worried souls rushing twords me. I panicked. I hadn't seen so many souls in a while unless I was being attacked. I looked around for a hiding place. "Shit." I said under my breathe. I turned to Lord Death, who was currently pointing over to a curtain I understood, and ran behind it, just as the souls ran into the room. "I, the great Blackstar, am here to see Maka after her 3 year trip! Yahoo!" I deep, yet familiar and annoying voice yelled out. That must be Blackstar. "Blackstar, your such a idiot, be quite or Maka won't want to see us at all!" Came a low sweet voice that I could only imagine would be Tsubaki. "Who wouldn't want to see their god after being gone for 3 years!?" Blackstar yelled again, only to be interrupted by a much maturer and strong sounding voice. "Blackstar, please shut up. I can barely handle you being unsymmetrical, let alone how loud and annoying you are. Father, where is Maka?" That must have been Kid. Boy did he sound different. "I made Maka a welcome home giraffe!" A girl yelled. That must have been Patty. But she sounded very mature and grown up compared to when I last heard her voice. "Patty, I don't think that Maka is going to want a stupid paper giraffe." I'm pretty sure that was Liz. Patty laughed. "Oh, well, I'll break it's neck for her than!" Patty laughed. Shortly after I heard paper crinkle. "Stop hurting the giraffe, I don't knwo how to deal with that!" That must have been Crona. And than Liz and Kid both groaned. Meanwhile, Blackstar was going on about how happy I'd be to see my 'god' that I would literally kneel down before him. No one seemed to change. Than again... not everyone was there. Where was Soul? "Everyone! Shut up!" I heard Lord Death scream. Everyone went silent. Even Blackstar and Patty. "Now, I'm sure everyone has heard-" Just than I felt another souls presence. This one seemed depressed, determined, sad, excited, and lost. "Where is she!?" The voice from the soul yelled. I could feel everyone's soul emeditly sadden and fill with concern. It was Soul.
General POV:
Lord Death tensed. "Ah, hello, Soul." He said trying to sound happy. Soul growled. "Where's Maka?!" He nearly screamed. Lord Death shook his head/mask. "Soul, I'm afraid Maka won't want to see you if your acting like this." Soul went into a battle like stance. "Of course she'll want to see me! I'm her weapon!" He retorted. Lord Death sighed. "I'm sorry to inform you all, but Maka has changed." Blackstar folded his arms. "Physically or mentally?" He asked with a frown. "Well, I guess you'll all have to see for yourselves Maka, you can come out when you're ready to." Lord Death called out, facing his head twords the curtain.
Maka's POV:
This was it, huh? I'd get to see my friends again... and my old partner. I took a deep breathe, and walked out from behind the curtain. My hood was over my head so that no one could see my face. I hastily walked out, and stood next to Lord Death. I could feel the stares that where like daggers on me. "Who's this, and where's Maka!?" Blackstar yelled. I felt Lord Death shift next to me. One of his big foamy hands pointed at me. "This is Maka, meister Blackstar." Everyone's mouths dropped in a open O shape. Except for Soul's. I slowly lifted my head, and took off my hood. Soul slowly started to walk twords me. I could since his soul was filled with relief, happiness, and... love? "Maka." He said in almost a whisper. His walk turned into a run, and he slammed into me, wrapping his arms around me. I didn't know how to react, but for some reason, my soul fluttered with excitement How did I feel about Soul before I left on this mission? I awkwardly hugged him back. I felt his tears soak through my cape and onto my cold skin. Why was he crying? "Maka, I thought you where never coming back! Don't ever lave again, I was worried sick! You're making me cry, this is so not cool!" He babbled all at once. "Soul, I-" I started, but I was cut off by Lord Death. "Now, sense everyone is here, Maka, care to explain how your mission went?" Not knowing what to do, I lightly pushed Soul off of me, but him and everyone else looked at me in surprise. I gave them a look of question, than turned my attention to Lord Death. I than saluted. "Lord Death, sir. Asking permission to report." Lord Death waved his hand. "Ya, ya. Maka, why are you being so formal? No need for the formalities." I tilted my head. What was he talking about? "I'm sorry, I do not know what you mean, sir?" Lord Death looked into my eyes. I could feel his soul flicker with worry for a moment, but that feeling passed. "Right, okay than. Continue please." I nodded. "Yes, sir. Report on mission 'Death Demention'." I could feel that everyone including Soul was staring at me. What was wrong with them? I shook my head. "I killed all of the Kishin souls and ate them. There was a total of 167 Kishin souls, and one witches soul. The Kishin where stronger than the Kishin we have here. I had to adapt to fighting without a weapon, sir." Everyone gasped. Than Blackstar stepped forward. "Let's see how well you've adapted than." He said with a cocky smile. I looked over to him. My eyes showing no emotion. I looked into his eyes, and he looked into mine. I felt Blackstar's soul give off the same feeling of worry that Lord Death's did just moments ago. Than I looked back to Lord Death. "Go ahead, Maka. Show us what you've learned." Lord Death said, motioning his hand to the ninja behind me. "Sir... I don't think that's a good idea. I don't want to hurt him." Everyone gasped, and Blackstar laughed. Soul looked like he was on the verge of tears. "You think you can beat a god, Maka!? No offense, but I grew while you where gone too. So don't get all cocky on me." Blackstar said laughing. "If Lord Death wishes me to fight you, than that's what I will do. Prepair yourself." I said. Soul for some reason ran over to me. Lord Death cut him off before he transformed to take his place as my weapon. "Lord Death, what are you doing? Move!" But Lord Death silenced him with a look. "Tsubaki! Ninja blade mode!" Blackstar called. "Right!" Tsubaki called back, and reluctantly transformed into a ninja blade. My face showed no emotion as a prepared for battle. I ripped my cape off, revealing my muscular body underneath, and a black tattoo on my arm. "Ninja assin, Blackstar." I calmly stated, my eyes darkening. "Prepair to fight a god!" Blackstar's eyes changed. He was ready. "Heh. Never thought you'd be like this, Maka." I crouched into battle position. I stayed silent, closed my eyes, and focused. I could sense his soul, and his movements. As soon as I felt him move next to me with Tsubaki, I jumped and did a flip, than kicked Blackstar in the back. I landed, than opened my eyes, standing in battle position again. Blackstar threw a punch from behind me, but I caught his arm, and whipped him in front of me. While he was stunned, I kick him backward, and went in for the final blow that would keep him down. But Blackstar jumped back up, and flipped over me. I jumped off the ground, and than I did a flip, kicking him in the gut, bringing him back down to the ground along with my foot. He hit with a sickening thud. "Stay down, Blackstar." I said with a monotone voice. Blackstar coughed up blood, than got up. "As if. Maka, you've gotten good. But you can't beat me." He choked. He got back up, and I knew what he was doing emediatly. I felt him charging from behind me. He was using Shadow Star. I smiled, and held out my arm. Letting the familiar light envelope my arm, changing it's form into a blade form a scythe. I made it so the blade wouldn't kill him, rather just knock the wind out of him. And I whipped around and slammed it into him before he could stop running. Everyone gasped. And Soul looked as if he might have wanted to just die. "Sorry Blackstar. But what you don't understand is, I am a god." I said with no emotion. Blackstar was on the ground unconscious then Tsubaki transformed back into her human form and ran to him. "Maka, what's wrong with you!? Why have you changed so much!?" I turned to her, my emerald eyes looking into hers. Yet again that same sense of fear was in her soul. "He's fine. I didn't make the blade cut him." I said, transforming my arm back into it's original form. Tsubaki's eye's flooded with relief, but the fear was still there. "Do I scare you?" I asked with the kindest voice I could make. She shook her head, to say no, but I already knew the answer was yes. Than I heard Soul muttering something to himself. I was too busy paying attention to him, that I didn't notice Stein coming up from behind me. He hit me with a Soul Wavelength, and I feel to my knees. My head started to cloud with Soul's screams. I couldn't understand... what was wrong with me?
Author's Note:
Sorry, that was kind of a sucky chapter... but I tried to make it long! ^^;
So, what's wrong with Maka, and how will Soul react to her not needing him anymore as a weapon? Will Maka ever be the same after what she went through in the Death Demention? Come to think of it, what happened to her while she was there? Find out these questions and more in the next chapter! And dont' worry, this is a Soul X Maka story, so it won't be this sad. Also going to add some Tsubaki X Blackstar in here as well if you didn't get that I was kind of hinting on it. Anyways, next chapter as soon as I get a good idea. Review please! It makes me want to write faster! -LeaCarosella
