My first story! I hope you enjoy it! :)

I fixed a mistake that bittersweetendingsforever pointed out to me. Liz and Patty are not twins. (I always forget that .)

I don't own Soul Eater


A soft purple light illuminated the two figures. Soul the taller of the two grinned showing a perfect row of pointed teeth and reached for the witch Echidna's soul. He shot a glance at his meister , a grin plastered to his face turning sly.

"Maakkaa."

Maka turned her head to him. "What?"

"Wanna try it?" Soul drawled, holding the soul up to her face. Maka jumped backward and glared at her weapon.

"Ew Soul. Don't even…" Maka's eyes flickered to Echidna's lair, a large square grey building. A slight flickering of a soul caught her attention. She frowned as she stared in its direction. "Transform."

Maka held out her hand for Soul, which he took with a confused look on his face. In a flash of white light, a scythe replaced Soul's hand and Maka's grip tightened as she gave the weapon a twirl.

"So what'd you sense?" Soul's upper body was reflected in the red and black blade of the scythe.

"Another soul, a weapon."

"I thought it was just the witch here." Soul frowned. Maka wasn't in too good of shape. She could last until they got home but another fight was asking too much from her. Maka ran up to the door, which had been blown off by a spell.

"It should have just been Echidna here. I guess I didn't sense anything before- I was focused on the fight. Maybe the souls just a lackey?" Stepping over the rubble, Maka looked left and right before taking the right. She ran into another two way hallway. This time she went to the left.

"They would've heard it. It's not like she went down easy. And there was a lot of explosions."

Maka shrugged before pressing on stubbornly. "There's still a soul in here. Maybe Echidna has a hostage? The report did say that she was a scientist. I don't know, but there is someone. I can feel it. I'm not wrong." Maka slowed to a walk as they reached a dead end. Soul transformed besides her, his hand still clutching hers.

"A dead end?" Soul looked down at Maka. He had grown some, so even when he was slouching he was taller than her. Maka had a bad habit of never giving up. He shook his head as he watched her lean left and right, examining the wall.

"It's faint, but the soul's right behind this wall. Maybe there's a…" Maka trailed off as she stepped forward and felt the wall for cracks. Her hand ran over a small crevice. She dug her fingers into it, using her body weight to pull. "...Door." Maka grunted as the door swung open.

The door revealed a dimly lit room. Inside was a table set in the corner with a white sheet covering a figure. Around the room were counters that were relatively clean, except the jar of some black liquid and a gigantic file.

Maka stepped into the room, quickly moving to the table. "It can't be..." She whispered, a hand hesitating over the sheet.

"What can't be?" Soul asked, following behind Maka. He scanned the room, his eyes falling on the jar.

"Soul… the soul…it's…it's…" Maka looked up at Soul, her emerald eyes panicked and confused. "It's like your's, Soul."

"It can't be like mine, Maka. It's not like I have a twin." He scoffed, stuffing his hands into his pockets. Maka had long begun to notice with twins or triplets and souls, that they were almost identical. Only a few differences. Maybe it was the color or the shape that differed, but their souls always had the same feel. It was almost like the souls responded when they were near each other; they created a link between the two.

Maka reached for the sheet, her hand shaking as she tugged it off. Soul's breath caught at what lay beneath. A girl with long, white hair was dressed in a hospital gown. The girls breathing was shallow, but it was there. Maka pressed two fingers the the girls throat, finding a slow and steady pulse. "Soul are you sure?"

Soul was stiff beside her as he stared down at the girl. Something was definitely wrong with him. As soon as he laid eyes on the girl something felt off. A flicker of happiness brushed against his soul, dancing around as it partied in his chest.

"Check her eyes." Soul gritted out, his body moving to get a better view. Maka was concerned, but gently lifted one of the girl's eyelids open.

The pupil was blood red. The same as Soul's, maybe slightly lighter. Maka's hand shook as she moved her hands down to the girl's lips. Using two fingers she moved them apart revealing two rows of sharp shark like teeth.

"Soul are you absolutely positive that you don't have a twin?" Maka's voice was shaky. She turned from the girl to face Soul.

"Maka. I'm positive. You think I wouldn't know something like that? Twins don't drop from the sky out of nowhere. And I would have told you if I did before now and why would my twin be in some witch's place voluntarily? If she was kidnapped we would have gone after her before now." Soul pointed out. The happy feeling was pushed away by his confusion.

"I don't know, Soul." She tugged on her left pigtail. His ranting made her nervous. She didn't want to push him, but she couldn't keep quiet. There were too many hints to ignore. She pressed on, her tone soft, "The signs all point to her being your twin. The white hair, the red eyes, the teeth...your souls are like Thunder and Fire's too. But if you say you don't have a twin..." She trailed off, eyes flickering to the jar of black liquid on the counter. "Is that black blood?"

Maka strode across the room to the jar, picking it up in her hands. She turned it over. "Soul check the girl for black blood."

Soul transformed his arm and pressed the black and red blade to the girl's pale skin. A small ribbon of blood trickled from the cut. "Maka." He called out to his meister, who had put down the jar and was now looking through the thick binder. She turned her head to face him.

"What?"

"Her blood, its red."

Maka nodded and picked up the binder and jar of black blood. "I'll get these, can you pick her up? We can't leave her here." She walked back to the door, waiting for Soul to grab the girl.

Soul pushed one arm under the girls small shoulders, the other arm lifted her legs. The happy feeling that was in his chest was back, stronger than ever. He started walking towards Maka, trying to ignore the feeling.

They started to walk back to the blown off door, turning when it was necessary. There was a silence between the two. Maka thinking, Soul trying to get rid of the happy feeling that was invading his soul.

It was sunny as they stepped outside. Maka gestured for Soul to transform so that they could fly back to Shibusen.

"What about her?" Soul lifted the girl higher so that Maka would notice her. Maka flushed.

"I- uhm..." Maka scowled, looking towards the ground. "She could ride with me?" She offered.

Soul stared at her critically. " She's out cold, Maka. It's not like she can hold on."

"I can keep her on, Soul. I'm not just gonna let her fall."

"What about the stuff you carried out?"

Maka paused, her mouth opening to say something before she closed it. "Lets just call Death. He can send someone to pick us up." Soul nodded, shifting the limp body in his arm to a more comfortable position. Maka stepped back inside the building, looking for a mirror. She found a small circle mirror hanging on a wall.

"42-42-564..." She muttered under her breath. The mirror rang twice before Death picked up.

"Wassup Maka! How's it going?" Deaths face took up the entire mirror before he backed up.

"We defeated Echidna, but..." Maka trailed off, reaching up and tugging a pigtail.

"Is there a problem Maka? Where's Soul?" Death was suddenly serious, dropping his playful air. Maka waved her hand towards to direction of the door.

"He's fine. But we found a... well.. we found this girl here. She's unconscious. There was a jar of black blood in the room she was kept in and a file of what looks like test results. I didn't get to read them. Thats why I called you. We need someone to pick us up."

In the small mirror Death nodded. "I'll have someone there in about an hour. Until then keep the girl under close supervision."

"Alright." Maka bobbed her head and let the call cut off. She made her way back outside.

"How'd the call go?" Soul shaded his eyes as he looked up at Maka. He was sitting on the desert sand with the girl lying next to him. He had taken off his black jacket and put it under her head.

"Death is sending someone to pick us up. They'll be here in about an hour." Maka relaxed next to him. A comfortable silence stretched between the two. She'd been working with Soul for so long that together held all the comforts of solitude, but none of the lonliness. They really were partners. A meister and her weapon. Talking to him should be easy...

"Soul?"

"Yeah?" Soul turned his head towards her.

"Willyoutakeabloodtesttomakesureyoutwoaren'trelate d?" Maka leaned into the words, letting them tumble out of her mouth as she spoke to her clasped hands, not letting Soul but in.

"What...? Can you repeat that?" Soul blinked at her.

Maka sighed, tugging on her pigtail. "Will you take a blood test to make sure you two aren't related?" Soul narrowed his eyes, glaring at her. "I just want to make sure, Soul."

"No."

"Soul..." Maka said warningly, returning his glare.

"No."

"You're getting the test done and that's final."

"Maka-" Soul was cut off by tires screeching to a halt in front of the three.

"Our rides here. Grab her." Maka nodded her head towards the sleeping girl, grabbed the jar and folder, and stalked off towards the black vehicle. She slid in the front seat after opening the back door for Soul.

Soul glared at her back. He then picked the girl up off the sandy ground and walked to the open door. The girl went in head first, Soul gently set her down, placing her feet towards the door. He then got in himself, laying the girl's head on his lap. As soon as he shut the door the car started moving at a quick speed.