Lord Joyde the Madman: Heylo, everyone! How are you all doing? EDIT - FIXED SOME MISTAKES, SORRY FOR THEM, LAPTOP IS BAD.
So uh, I'm back.
Um, not really but hey, at least I'm writing!
This is little more than a stupid plot bunny which won't leave my head so I need to get rid of it in order to continue my other stories..
Of course, I may or may not continue it depending on my mood. Enjoy!
Btw, this one's dark yo! A representation of my own dark and hollow soul, might I say so! ./edgeisreal
In all seriousness, I wanted to make a fic where I actually focus not on war, politics, morale, insanity... but on darkness itself.
Don't mind me guys and girls! I'm just a line break...
At the beginning... Unknown City - Maka's Point Of View...
I felt the wind change around me as I stared down onto the cobblestone alley, the city's many lights giving it an almost orange-ish color during the night.
An intense feeling of... wrongness, surrounded me for a moment, as if something had just decided to go very, very badly...
"AIYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" The rampant screech of a dying woman brought me back to reality as I found myself leaping from a rooftop and landing onto the very street I had just described, a horrid monstrosity coming into my view.
He stands there, licking the blood of his claws as he devours the torn woman's soul."Murderer, Jack The Ripper..."
The thing turns around to face me, a maddened, ever-grinning mask proudly presenting a killers cold glare."I'll be taking your soul."
My words do nothing but agitate the fool who thinks he is something."Soul, he's a human." I whispered gently.
"Yup Maka. And I'm the scythe!" He cheers and I momentarily smile as I prepare myself to strike."This is our 99th soul!"
The thing prepares to jump... and then it stops before looking above us and grinning."Huh?"
I hear myself exclaiming as I notice a gigantic shadow appear behind me."Maka, dodge!"
My momentary hesitation is enough of a mistake for the giant ape-like akuma to slam his fists downwards and send me flying into a nearby building.
"GYA GREHEHEHEHHEHE!" Jack the ripper immediately jumps into the fray as I focus myself onto the fight and ignore the pain in my backside, blocking strike after strike with some finesse, spinning Soul in mid-air to parry the ripper before tearing his arm off with a blow of my own.
Having him stunned, I focus my soul perception only to finally notice that the brute of an akuma managed to sneak up on me again."Shit!"
I cursed out loud as I let out a breath, having managed to avoid another crushing slam from the ape."Fuck! That bastard must have some kind of soul-invisibility power!"
"Right!" I grin as I acknowledge Soul's input and dodge another set of claw strikes from Jack, leaping to the side in order to dodge.. but before I could even think of doing something else, a mass of dark energy strikes against my back and I hear myself falling onto the ground.
"He-heh! These damn DWMA students are getting too cocky for their own good!" A strange, clownish akuma joins the fight as his hands glow with black power and I force myself to stand up."S-shit!"
"Maka this is bad! If there's three of them working together there might be more hiding, we should run!" Soul screams over our link and I give him a wordless nod as I turn around.
And feel myself drop down onto the ground as the ape akuma slams down onto me at full force.
The world became slower as the gigantic fists descended upon me and I saw Soul transform into his human form with panic in his eyes as he tries to leap towards me.
"Why.. why can't I move?!" I heard myself screaming inside as the blow connected with Soul's back and with my sides but... there was no pain.
There was.. only...
Darkness.
At that same time - DWMA - Death's Room And POV
"SHIT! MAKA!" I heard Spirit scream out as I returned to my room."I brought cookies!"
I said with a cheery voice only to drop the cookies down onto the floor as I noticed a hope-drained Spirit staring deathly into the all-seeing mirror. Quickly, I ran towards him and took a look at the scene.
There, I saw an unconscious Maka and a bleeding Soul...
Within an instant, I put my hand onto Spirits head and urged him to transform which he did instantaneously."Dear children! Please, survive until we arrive!" I exclaimed with worry in my voice.
Minutes later... - Maka's Point Of View...
"Hey look! Shes waking up!" A voice screeched as I opened my eyes to find myself sitting wounded inside of an abandoned house.
The akuma's must be using it as a hiding place.
Naturally, once I saw the trio towering over me with grins on their faces/masks, I panicked and looked around for Soul."LoOking FoR Youuur BoYFrieNd?" The clown asked with an insane voice as he pointed down at my feet.
Gulping down on instinct, I turned in the direction the finger was pointing.. and immediately felt my lunch pop out of my stomach."UGH!" I spat it all out onto the floor as my brain struggled to comprhend what I was seeing...
A butchered, skewered and mangled corpse laid on top of me, minced to the point of being unrecognizable as the entire room was covered in blood...
I felt my heart go cold as my soul perception activated itself... and I saw Soul's face twisting in agony as the clown akuma strangled his soul in those gloved hands."Heeehee, your boyfriend fought hard to protect you! But Gagar's fists are too strong for such weak humans!"
"GA! GAR!" The ape-akuma showed itself out of the invisibility power it used to fight.
Jack the ripper then walked in front of us and took the Soul's soul out of the clowns hands."You bitch! You took my arm! Now I'm gonna make you pay for it, heheheheheheh..."
I did not reply as I took one look at his semi-regenerated hand. He has it back up to the fingers, but no metal claw has re-grown... He squeezed Soul's soul and nodded towards the clown."Open her up, hehe!"
"SuRe ThINg, bOss!" The clown croaked out and grabbed me by the hair."URGH!" I grunted out and clenched my teeth, hot tears leaking down my eyes as the clown's other hand opens my mouth wide.
Jack then looks over at the soul in his hand and grins at me."I bet you DWMA brats never even think why we eat human souls.. do you think its because we all want to become kishins or some shit?"
He leans into my and I try my best to spit at him but the clown prevents my mouth from moving."Lemme tell you something.. you see, them human souls... they taste so good! Right guys?!"
"YeAh, BoSS!" "GA! GAR!" The two akuma cheered in unison as I felt my stomach churn, realizing what they're about to do.
I begin to squirm, kicking and screaming to the best of my ability as Jacks hand nears my mouth."And now, you're gonna see just how tasty they can be!"
And then he shoved Soul's soul into my stomach.
Once again... my world went dark.
Minutes later... - Same place - Death's Point Of View...
Spirit and I leaped to the ground in front of where we felt Maka's soul... but something is wrong..."Spirit, can you sense any form of akuma nearby?"
"N-no... and come to think of it, I can't sense Soul either..." He muttered out in worry as he transformed back into the scythe form and we approached the abandoned house warily.
The door opened easily enough, following behind it was the stench of death, its walls long since drenched in torrents of blood. Not giving up hope, I followed a very fresh trail of blood around the house before reaching a basement door.
I sensed Maka's soul inside, but no real trace of boy Evans... Something also felt off about Maka's soul... Her demonslayer wavelength is.. mutating. And its not the good kind of mutation.
Warily, I stepped inside and walked down a set of stairs... what awaited me is something I was not prepared for.
"Guuuu...rhh...ll..." A dangerous clawed akuma named Jack The Ripper gurgled as blood gathered in his mouth, his entire body held in the air by the neck by teeth... by Maka's teeth.
"M... Maka?" Spirit whispered in horror as he undid his transformation to take a better look at his daughter."W-w-wha...t?"
*chomp* *crunch* *squelch*
Spirit vomited on the floor and even I had to grimace as Maka tore out a huge piece of the akuma in her teeth and swallowed the meat before grabbing the soul that left the body."Maka-chan... what is going on?" I asked her calmly.. but I don't think she heard me as she opened her mouth again...
And swallowed the akuma-egg soul within an instant. Her own soul erupted outward as she consumed the akuma, showering us in an incredible amount of darkness.
A deep, unrelenting void of madness formed in front of us and while Spirit remained paralyzed, I took a deeper look into her soul and dragged out its memory, something which I regretted at that same moment.
More often than not, some things are better left unknown.
I felt myself shaking as I see the trio of Akuma force Evan's soul down Maka's throat, my current resonance with Spirit showed him the same memory and he fell to his knees."O...Oh no... They.. they made her ea-ea-eat h-h-his s-soul?.." Spirit rose up and walked over to his daughter before I could stop him.
"M-M-Maka, p-p-plea-ARGH!" He grunted in pain as I leaped into action and protected him from a suddenly formed scythe out of Maka's risen fist.
Finally, she turns her head upwards, allowing us to see her eyes, newly tinted gold. Her hair, once a sort of grayish yellow, is now a pure, deathly white. Her mouth is gaping open with blood dripping on its sides, as her demonslayer wavelength sends out another pulse, this time tinted with utter insanity.
"She isn't yet completely gone, but I need you focused, Spirit!" He shakes his head out of his stupor and paralysis, his eyes filling with determination to save his daughter from Chaos.
Readying our stance, I focus completely upon her still form."HRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARH!" She leaps towards us with a maddening cry, her soul screeching outward in its sorrow and rage, striking against us with such force that even I felt it somewhat.
Granted, it was like a teeny-little bite of a beetle, but if I can feel it now, there is a chance she could one day turn this Soul Scream into a debilitating weapon. I quickly turn Spirit downwards and parry her bladed fist, forcing her down onto the ground.
Clenching her teeth, she sends a kick into my mask before growing a blade out of it, forcing me to pull myself backwards and form a massive white hand out of my normal one before promptly slamming her into the ground with it.
"H-hey, don't be so rough on her!" Spirit exclaims with a worried voice which distracts me long enough for Maka to recover and strike against my chest with two bladed palms as she rises from the ground."Shit! She's fast!"
Naturally, her blades merely break upon my black cloth, but I decide to leap away and create some distance as the shattering of her blades did not do much to dissuade her at all. Another burst of soul wavelength erupts from her soul and I finally notice the reason for Maka-chans sudden power-spike.
Madness. Not only has it taken over her, its managed to firmly entrench itself upon her soul, feeding her enraged self immense power."Dammit! I need to do this quickly! Spirit, get ready!"
"Yes, sir!" We focus our might together, our souls resonating. I steel myself and don't even look at the resulting scythe as the white-hot energy strikes against Maka's Anti-Demon Wavelength, temporarily stunning her as it cuts deep into her growing Madness.
I always believed that the two are opposites... that they naturally resist one another, but perhaps there is a way to make use of both if one is talented enough... if that is so, then hopefully that will be enough of a distraction for Maka to heal from Soul's death.
Shaking myself back into reality, I leap towards the still-stunned Maka and jam a fist into her stomach, promptly forcing her to lose consciousness before linking myself to her soul and cleansing her of unneeded insanity.. but leaving some of it.
What can I say? I like to experiment that much, I guess.
Spirit immediately transforms back into a human form and takes his daughter into his hands."... I can't believe it.. so young... and I was always so mean to him too... Damn.. How will my little M-Maka.."
Putting a hand onto his shoulder, I kneel down near him and say."Spirit, you need to be strong... for both yourself and your daughter. Come, lets bring her over to DWMA, she needs to rest and heal."
Swallowing hard and biting back his tears, he nods and follows me with a sleeping and crying Maka in his hands.
Don't mind me guys and girls! I'm just a line break...
And that is it for this chapter of.. I don't have a name for it yet.
I hope you liked it!
Quite possibly not, as it was written on a half-working laptop.
Anyways, read and review! And Good Morning/Day/Night to you all! ADIOS FOR NOW!