Soul's Afterlife

by JLyn0430

Because of the horrible damage caused by Spirit to Maka when she was just a child, serious extremes happened. Marie thinks Maka's a cold-blooded killer. But that's just the start! Will every one else think this as well? And what does Maka need to accomplish so she can move on from Death City? What's holding her back? This is the sequel to The Forgotten Life of Maka Alburn.

1. The Typical Man

Soul's Afterlife: Chapter 1: The Typical Man

A/N: So A LOT of you didn't care for the ending of The Forgotten Life of Maka Alburn. It ended with a cliff hanger, and honestly I don't even care it myself. But if you have not read The Forgotten Life of Maka Alburn, I don't suggest reading the sequel (A.k.A. this) until you do indeed read it. Also, I'm not very aware has to how this will be written out. So at first it may be quite crappy... Stick with me here...

"Soul..." Maka whispered.

"Hey, Maka"

Soul and Maka stared at each other in silence for quite sometime.

"Soul..H-how could you do this to your self? How long have you been dead? Does anybody even know your dead?" A million questions ran through Maka's head. She couldn't believe he did this. He didn't have any reason to.

"Maka, calm down. Obviously I'm fine. I'm right here. You can stop the wild goose hunt now." Soul grinned. Maka waded to Soul. And slapped him. Hard.

"HEY. What the hell was that for, Maka?" She slapped him again, even harder this time.

"This is not a laughing matter, you moron! For some stupid reason, you decided to commit suicide. Why? I have no idea. So Soul, you have five seconds to tell me what the hell you were thinking!"

Soul just looked at her as if he weren't sorry. Which made her want to slap him even more. Why were men like this? She slapped him one more time and turned around to leave his presence.

"Fine don't tell me. See if I care." She walked up the side of the ditch and turned around to see if Soul was still giving her that look. But he was gone. Again. Let the wild goose hunt continue.

She jumped onto dry land and looked around. There was no sign of him. How could he vanish into thin air in just a matter of seconds?

Maka decided to go to Stein about this. She had finally found a way to speak to him. Since she can now touch and hold real life objects, she could write to him what she was saying. But it always creeped bystanders out. Seeing a floating pencil and spiral notebook would always question peoples insanity.

Maka rang the door bell to Stein's house. Marie answered.

"Maka! So glad to see you still have your notebook... Steins not here. But if you needed someone to talk to, I'm your girl. Marie stood back to let Maka in, but instead, Maka jotted down, where is Stein?

"At the school. Why?" Maka wrote, it has to do with Soul.

" Well, Maka... I did print up the missing persons flier. I should know anything and everything about the matter." Fine. I found Soul at that river.

"Really? Did he see you? " Uhh..yeah. He did. But not because of a good reason..

"What do you mean?" He, uhh kinda committed suicide... Soul's dead, Marie...

Marie nearly fell but she caught her balance.

"H-he's dead?" ...yes... I tried talking to him. And I slapped him 3 times to get him to answer me! Marie turned around and walked away. Then she turned again to face Maka.

"Because of you, Soul killed himself! Now I bet you anything, Tsubaki and Black*Star are gonna join the party! Then Death the Kid! Then Patty and Liz! Why not Stein too? He might as well join. Then actually me! Why not me! I think I'll join the party! Right here, right now! And you can watch me do it too. Payback for all the deaths about to happen in Death City!" Maka was about to write something, but then decided it would take to long. She needed to stop Marie, and quick! She ran through the door and to Marie. She wasn't exactly sure how Marie would do it. A quick and painless death or a very slow and painful death. She finally found Marie sitting in the office with a pair a scissors pointed at her stomach.

"Ah. Just in time to witness my death. I hope your little party your hosting is fun, because if it isn't-" She was cut off by Steins perfect timing. She looked at him and gasped.

"Marie! What are you doing?" Stein rushed over to her and attempted to take the scissors away from her, but she kicked him in his nut sack first, slowing him down. And instantly, she stabbed herself in the stomach and brung the edge of the blade up, creating a perfect line. Perfectly symmetrical. Then so she could finish the job quickly and easily, she slit her neck. Blood was pouring down her chest.

"I hope your happy, Ma-..." And she was dead. Stein got up as soon as possible and grabbed Marie's lifeless body.

A/N: So, I hope you enjoyed the first chapter. I didn't exactly plan for that to happen. But it just came. So if you any constructive criticism for me, I'd love to hear it. Just Pm or comment on the chapter. Please stay with this story!

-JLyn