Soul Eater
Prologue
Maka was in the nurse's office looked at her friend and weapon partner, Soul Eater Evans he lied in bed. He was badly injured during their last mission. Her father Spirit was with her when Layla, daughter of Death and older sister of Death the Kid entered the room.
"May I speak with you Maka," she asked.
"I'd rather stay with Soul," said Maka.
"Maka-chan, I'm sure that he'll be alright if you leave him for just a moment," said Layla
"But…" replied Maka.
"Go with her. He won't be awake for a while now." Said her father, Death Scythe (Spirit).
Layla smiled at both of them and quickly left the room. Maka slowly left the pale white room looking at her partner, Soul.
"You wanted to talk with me Miss Layla?" asked Maka.
"No need to be so formal. We've known each other for a long time." Said Layla.
"Alright" said Maka, shooting a look toward the nurse's room door.
"Anyway, just follow me" said Layla ,as she started to walk away.
They came to a room with light blue wallpaper and a white celling. There was also a bed, table with chairs, a desk and a small computer- probably a laptop. Book and papers were scattered on the desk.
"I've never been here before. I didn't even know it existed to be honest," said Maka.
"I'm aware most people don't know it`s here. This is my room. I stay here whenever I'm not at home with Kid, Pattie and Liz or with my father and Spirit," replied Layla.
"This place is really cool and all but what does this have to do with talking with me?" asked Maka.
"I wanted- no need to tell you that what happened to Soul was not your fault and- "
"Of course it was my fault! He said we shouldn't go inside but I didn't listen! He could have died and it-" interrupted Maka.
" But he didn't die now did he?" questioned Layla.
"You don't get it! You don't understand! You never even had a partner!" exploded Maka.
"You are wrong… I did have a partner and he lost his life because of me," said Layla, closing her eyes.
She could remember the way he looked like it was yesterday- His handsome green eyes and red hair. The way he smiled at her and how well they got along… And how much she had loved him…
"What do you mean?" asked Maka, softly.
"We must have been about you and Soul's age. We met here at DWMA, you see? I used to be a student here. His name was Kyo- Kyo Hirako . We became Weapon and Meister and became great friends. We trained long and hard. We trained to the point of where he'd eaten the 99 eggs. We just needed a Witch's Soul… We didn't bother learning the Witch's name since we didn't really care. We though we could handle it… We thought we were strong enough… But we weren't… We didn't have enough experience and we weren't strong enough," said Layla.
"How-How did he die?" asked Maka.
"We were getting ready to fight her so Kyo changed into his weapon form. It was a katana. She was to strong… her first attack I was barely able to block the attack. I was so shocked that I stupidly dropped him. The witch went to attack me- an attack that would have killed me and Kyo… he went back to human form and stepped in front of me. He protected me… He was knocked out and was so badly hurt that he was out cold," Layla suppressed a sob.
"We fled and I brought him to my father. It turned out Kyo wasn't just knocked out… he was in a coma and in so much pain. Lord Death didn't want such a kind and loyal partner to suffer so much. He took away Kyo's life and he died in my arms," said Layla, with her eyes closed and a single tear down her cheek.
" Layla I didn't know… I'm so sorry," said Maka.
"I swore on his grave that I'd get my revenge and I will. I'll never put another person in danger by being my partner, but if it wasn't for your father I know I'd be pretty lonely. Now go Maka. Go and see your own partner," said Layla.
Maka nodded and left hoping that Layla would be alright.