Maka POV
I walked down the street, knowing that I really had nothing here now that I was expelled. Why? I hadn't done anything to give me a reason to be expelled! Could it be the synesthesia...
I kept walking, wondering what I would do now that my life was fairly meaningless. The DWMA was all I had... what would I do now.
Eventually I decided on China. It couldn't hurt, right? Death said he'd put me in a remote location, but I would be last on his priority list. Before I knew it, I was in the ruins of some abandoned warehouse. There was blood on the walls from a recent fight...
I decided to investigate, couldn't hurt, right?
Wrong. It didn't hurt, because the pain was unlike anything I had ever felt. I was starting to go unconcious and was losing memories. Soul, how could I- wait, who's Soul? No! I have to remember him! Who? Why can't I remem-
Canaan POV
I retraced my steps to get out when I saw the girl lying there. She was limp, and she was laying in some blood that was shed by one of the Borners. Did she get infected with the Ua virus?
"She's infected, surely you know that," Alphard said from behind me, mocking me in an attempt to answer my question. Her jacket sleeve lay limp where her arm was shot off.
"Shut up," I said, "You already endangered Maria, and I won't let you take an innocent girl for your experiments!"
I don't know why I still hunted Alphard. I guess it's because not only did Natsume tell me to, but she was a constant. If I wanted a good opponent, Alphard always seemed to show up. Even when I didn't want her.
I picked the girl up, surprised at how light she was.
"I'll let you go this time Canaan," Alphard said, "But don't think it will last, because it won't."
Time Skip: 3 hours
Location: Canaan's Home
Maka POV
I woke up dizzy, and unable to tell which way was up. But, the question was, who am I? I must have hit my head or something, because I had no recollection of who I was.
"I see you're awake," a white haired lady said.
"Yeah."
"What's your name?"
"I... I... I don't know," I stammered, "M... Ma... Maka... I don't remember..."
"Fine then," the lady said. Despite her white hair, she was quite young, "I'll call you Makayla."
"Okay," I nodded, "Where did you bring me? I don't remember this place... the last thing I remember was... blood... a pool of it... and... pain..."
"That's fine," the lady told me, "You don't have to remember everything. My name's Canaan. This is my place. You seem to be like me. Focus, real quick. What do you see?"
"I see..." I trailed off as my focus revealed some other worldly place where the people looked like they were made of colors... and sounds had a peculiar taste... it was like some kind of hippy joint, "Colors. And sounds. And... it's like the entire world is made up of some kind of strange set up of colors and tastes and sounds."
"Come on, I better train you before Alphard comes after me again..."
I nodded. My life was going to begin... again.