Maka's P.O.V.
The pain in my side burned. What did Asura do to me? I lifted a finger to my wound on my side from when I was unconscious and awoke to find the kishin on top of me, delivering the most excruciating pain I had ever felt. I felt something warm and wet through my gloves from where I'd just touched my wound. I looked at my usually white, yet slightly tattered, gloves.
Blood… I'm bleeding out! Shoot, now I have to burden the others with taking me back to Death City! Oh, but it hurts so much…I looked to Soul. His freakishly sharp teeth smirked at me. "Soul…" I said as I collapsed and his smirk turned to concern. He ran towards me,"I think I need help…" Kid and Black Star saw me fall and rushed towards me, weapons in hand. Soul was the first to reach me.
"MAKA! Maka, what's wrong? What happened?"Soul asked desperately, with looks of concern. Kid and Black Star showed up, just as Soul spotted my now dark red glove filled with blood. "I'm fine…I think I can get up." I said weakly.
I attempted to stand, but was greeted with a sharp pain in my side, and I screamed in agony, the worst, loudest scream of pain, as my side blew me into such pain that I couldn't take it anymore and I gave in and fell to the ground, hard. "No, no, Maka. Don't do that, you'll bleed out!" He caught me as I felt the world go black and I heard Kid, Black Star, and Soul's screams of concern slip away with the darkness. So this is the end…
Soul's P.O.V.
"NO! MAKAA!" I screamed as I held Maka in my arms. Her eyes stared off, lifeless. Kid and Black Star hovered over her. "Is she…?" Black Star asked slowly, with tears on his face.
"There may still be a chance for her. We need to get her to the infirmary as soon as we can. Any moment we waste could mean death for your Meister." They turned around to find Professor Stein looking at them.
"Then help us .She saved us all from the kishin. She doesn't deserve to die as payment." Tsubaki turned to her human form and took her place by Maka. The professor nodded, and turned the screw in his head. Please, please let Maka be alright. Don't you die, Maka! You still have to turn me into a Death Scythe. You promised! Don't break your promise! I let out an angered look.
We all carried Maka to the Academy. She was placed on the infirmary bed, the blood already filling the sheets. "Maka..!" I cried, trying to find the location of the wound. "Please, children, go wait outside while I perform Miss Albarn's surgery. She's in a very serious condition, which means I must operate now." I looked at Maka. This is my fault. I should have protected my Meister. I layed on the floor, paralyzed because I didn't want to get attacked by the kishin…I was selfish. How uncool of me. But when I heard her screaming like that with the kishin on top of her…I can only imagine what pain she went through, and I'm amazed she lasted long enough to defeat the damned thing once and for all. She really is the coolest partner ever. I half smiled at the last thought, but was returned to reality when I saw Maka lying in the infirmary bed, bleeding out. I left immediately, unable to deal with the sight of her like that, the reminder that I failed.
Kid's P.O.V.
I hated seeing Maka like that. After all, she was one of my closest friends. All that blood…not that I hadn't seen someone die before, but this…this was different. It made me…sad. I looked at Liz and Patty. They were both crying. We protected Maka to the best of our ability, but in the end, she ended up getting harmed very badly. That kishin…at least he was dead. My, what a horrible thing in the world! So asymmetrical! It should have been ashamed to be alive! I hope that when it faded, it realized it was a true nuisance! I only hope that Maka will turn out fine in the end… I looked away from the infirmary and kept walking with Patty and Liz.
Maka's P.O.V.
I'm falling…where am I going? Am I dead? What is going on? I try to move, but the pain takes me over. No…if I was dying, I wouldn't have felt that pain. Where is it from? "Well, I see you have awoken…in your mind." A strange chuckle followed. That voice…I've heard it before…but…that's impossible! "You can't escape the madness inside of you! I will find it…sooner or later! You can't ever beat me, you're just a child!" the voice teased. The kishin…but I killed it! Asura was dead! I made sure of that! "How are you here? I killed you!" I yelled at the darkness. Suddenly many, glowing red eyes appeared in the sky, and the kishin jumped on me. He reached a hand inside my wound, and I screamed and screamed…when will the pain stop? "SOUL! HELP ME!" I cried, choking on my tears and returning to my screams. "You feel pain because you fear it. Fear dominates you…don't deny it." The kishin's hand sliced through my stomach as I screamed even more in pain. "It's over. Give in to the madness. You can't beat me." The kishin laughed and smirked at me. He got close to my face and took a knife and stuck my face with it several times. "This…is for taking away my body! I will now haunt your dreams…you better get ready." He gave a small smile.
Soul's P.O.V.
Maka had been out for a whole week. She hadn't woken up. Was she ever going to? And the whole time I've been here, holding her hand, just in case she woke up. I've been here for my Meister whilst she slept. Sometimes, I thought she was waking up, she would scream for me, calling me for help, screaming and crying in her sleep, and each time, I would shake her lightly in an attempt to wake her up from whatever it was she was dreaming. But sometimes…there would be this other voice. It could have been my imagination, but it sounded a bit like the kishin. Now, I just sat in the chair, holding her hand still. I saw Maka move a little, crying, "Soul…help me! Get me out…of here…" it made me so worried to see her like that. Suddenly, she gave a terrified scream, and tears formed in her eyes. She suddenly bolted up and opened her eyes. "M-Maka! Maka, are you awake?"
Maka's P.O.V.
"Maka, are you awake?" I heard Soul's voice. "Its not him…" a voice inside my head answered. I opened my eyes…"Maka…Maka, are you okay?" Soul's voice asked with deep concern. I looked over to Soul, frightened. "He's going to hurt you, too…" the voice said. "D-don't...please, don't hurt me anymore!" I cried, trying to get out of the bed, but unable because of the sharp pain in her side. She looked and felt stitches. Stitches…but that means…SOUL!
Soul's P.O.V.
Why is she trying to attack me? What the hell happened inside her head? "Maka…its me. Don't be scared, I'm not going to hurt you." I took her hand in mine and held it tight. "Soul…why didn't you come?" she asked, with obvious pain and confusion in her voice. "Come…? Come where? What do you mean?" I asked. "When the kishin hurt me…oh, he hurt me so badly, Soul! For hours, and days, and weeks, wanting me to give in to the insanity…" Was that damn kishin attacking her even in her dreams? This may be serious. Could there be a possibility…the kishin survived? I mean, in her head? No, she killed the kishin. I saw it. I have to worry about her right now…she is pretty shaken up. "Maka…I'm sorry I couldn't get to you. I will next time, promise. For now, are you alright?" I tightened my grip on her hand. "Soul…" she burst out crying and gave me a hug. What an uncool scene. But I'm glad she is okay. I hugged her back, and allowed myself a sigh of relief.