Maka POV

I slowly walked towards Asura, my hand in a fist. I raised it high, and punched with all my might. Asura stumbled back, then burst out laughing, not a scratch on him. Shit. I was so sure that would work.

"Ha! You thought that weak little fist could hurt me! You puny little ins-" He cut off suddenly, His face slowly cracking. Yes! It worked!

"What's happening? I don't understand! You're nothing special!"

"No" I responded. "Bravery isn't special. It's something everyone has. Right here." I said, tapping my chest over my heart.

"Then it's just like madness," were his final words. He exploded into a brilliant blue light. I had done it! I had defeated the kishin! I turned around to see my friends smiling faces. I smiled back, when suddenly I heard Kidd yell,

"Maka, look out!"

I swiftly turned in time to see a bandage fly towards me, and pierce through my stomach, before joining the blue light.

I know it should have hurt, and I should have been terrified, but I wasn't. All I could think about was the irony. I had finally killed the Kishin, saving my friends, and yet I had to die in the end. A small laugh escaped my lips, as I fell to the ground.

Kidd POV

I couldn't believe how brave she was! I watched as she walked up and punched the kishin, and he exploded into blue nothingness. She turned to us beaming with pride. I was beaming too. She was so amazing. My smiling face turned to one of horror, as I saw a bandage come flying towards her.

"Maka, look out!" She turned, but was too late. I watched in horror as she slowly looked down at her stomach, expression blank, and let out a small laugh.

And.

Then.

She.

Fell.

I was the first to break out of my shock. I ran to her side, cradling her to my chest.

"It's going to be alright Maka. You'll be fine. Stein can patch you up. You'll be fine." I broke off at the end, my voice cracking with tears. At this point I was convincing myself more than her. I started to pick her up, but she shook her head.

"Don't bother, Kidd. It's too late."

"You don't mean that. You can't die Maka! I love you." If she was really going to die, she had to know. I had loved her from the day I first laid eyes on her. The way her face lit up when she read a new book, that spark of determination in her olive green eyes, the way her ponytails were always symmetrical. I would never get to see that again.

"I love you too, Kidd." She whispered, her eyes shutting, her chest still.

"No! Maka! NOOOOOO!" I was sobbing. I barely heard my friend's quiet sniffles in the background. I didn't notice when Stein came to take Maka away. It didn't matter anymore. My symmetrical angel was dead. I wish I was too.

The funeral was short and sweet, and after a few weeks, the world forgot Maka Albarn. Oh, don't get me wrong. They all knew the name. She was that girl that defeated the Kishin, then tragically died from her wounds. But they didn't know the girl I knew. The girl whose face lit up when she read a new book. The girl with the spark of determination in her olive green eyes. The girl whose ponytails were always symmetrical.

Yes, the world forgot. But I remembered.