Hey! It's me again, the ever irritating author. :D

I do not own Soul Eater, but it would be awesome if I had Blair waiting for me back in my room. :

So, here's a little idea that's been playing in my head for a while. I wanted to share it to you because I sort of think it's awesome. Hope you enjoy it!

Chapter 1: Soul Read

"Pit. Pat. Pit. Pat. She's not running yet right? All I hear are slow steps, so she's just walking. Pit. Pat. Pit. Pat. Pit pit? Pat pat? Huh? Is she skipping?" the silhouette tilts his head to the side as he raises a hand and stretches a long finger to scratch at his head, as if to add emphasis to his thinking pose. "Pit pit. Pat pat? Is she with someone else?" he stops for a while trying to figure out his puzzle, looking down at his feet to brood. "Pit. Pat. Pit. Pat. She's alone…I think?" He takes a step forward. "Pit pit?" Another step. "Pat pat?" And as realization came, so too did his evil grin. "Of course! I'm the other one that goes pit pat pit pat, that means she's alone…well, not really right? I'm here after all. And she's, well, I guess she really is all alone when she's all the way there and I'm waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay over here!" and with a burst of speed, he closes the distance between him and his female "friend". She senses his presence and turns around, only to be knocked flat on the pavement on her back.

"Boom!ahyahyahyahya…well hello there lovely pretty." He pins her to the ground, knives where his fingers should be playing with her lovely locks. His grin widens, showing deformed sharp teeth in an uneven arrangement. He raises his left hand, and as she looks on in fear, slams it next to her head, palm open causing his left thumb to nick her in the cheeks. A tear rolls down the woman's eye, while saliva drips from the man's dangling tongue. He raises his right hand and follows her jaw line, down the neck all the way to her collar bone, back up to the throat where he briefly stops. At this time, small hicks are heard as the girl starts to cry.

"Why you sad little lady? You no like game we play?" she boldly nods her head. "TOO BAD!ahyahyahyahya…I'm on top tonight, so it's my turn to be in charge." He presses his finger against her throat, drawing blood. He then continues down towards her chest, sliding a finger through her cleavage and then lifting up slowly as his blade gets caught on her blouse. With a sadistic laugh, he violently jerks his arm up, tearing up the blouse and exposing her smooth and silky white skin. She looks away, and seeing her reaction, his eyes roll in towards the back of his head. He's reached his limits.

"Itadakimas!" he hissed as he raised his right hand, aiming for the chest, and prepares to strike. Suddenly, alarms went off inside his head, and he hastily leaps off the woman and somersaults back towards the direction he came from. Less than a second since he moved, a large scythe embeds itself into the tiled road, blade just inches away from piercing the girl's side. A figure landed on top of the scythe's handle, a girl.

"Oh what a fun night it will be tonight. Can't wait to taste their bodies…and their souls!" the demented man thought to himself as his laughter howled through the night.

The girl looked at the demented man laugh himself silly. Well, sillier than what he already is at least. "He isn't afraid of a Meister and her Weapon partner. Must be a relatively new Madman." The girl concluded before reaching up to her left ear and pressed the object in her ear which looks like one of the headphones of a headset device.

"Soul Read: Index." She says as the button she pressed glowed a green color and she closed her left eye. Suddenly, an orange light comes forward out of the object and then bends, forming an L, and travels towards the bridge of her nose, blocking her eye with a shining rectangular orange light. A second later, it glows white and as then the light breaks off, revealing an opaque glass-like material in front of her left eye which slowly displayed digits and data regarding the Madman in its sight.

"Jack the Ripper. A C-class Madman with weapon type, Claws. Caution: extremely agile and fast." She finishes off reading the Soul Read, all the while not taking her eyes off the man. "Hey, Soul. What do you think?"

An image of a boy is suddenly reflected on the scythe's blade. "Come on Maka. Don't be stupid and let's just take care of this guy. Making a lady wait is not cool you know."

"His name is Jack the Ripper, Soul. He's a guy."

"I'm not talking about him; I'm talking about the lady you're standing on top on."

Looking down, she saw the victim that she had saved, and finally noticed that she really was a lady.

"I see. Jack the Ripper, likes ripping girls' clothes off." She then looks at the Madman with a higher level of anger and hate in her eyes. "Let me tell you before I take your soul, Jack." She continues as she leaps off of the handle, grabs it with her right hand, lifts it off of the ground one-handed as if it was a normal knife, swings it over her head where her left hand gets a firm grip of the handle, masterfully twirls it with both hands above her head before letting go of the right hand and twirling it between her left hand's fingers to her side then stopping, getting a full grip of the lower portion, lowers the upper portion towards her right hand where she grips it tight, bends her knees and points the shaft towards the spot just in front of her right leg and the scythe's blade in front of her with the point towards her left. "I absolutely hate perverts!" she shouted as she quickly dashed toward the Madman, scythe pulled back ready for a strike. Once in range, she pulls back with her left hand while her right hand pushes the blade towards her opponent in a horizontal slash. Jack leaps high enough to avoid the swipe, and thrusts his right hand towards the girl's face. Using the momentum from her initial strike, she lets go of her right hand's grip, letting the scythe come full circle before she lets her grip of the weapon go, leans back to avoid the strike and then catching the scythe by the grabbing the handle just below the scythe's "head", allowing it to twirl between her fingers until the blade now pointed up and the lower handle is in front of her where she grabs it with her left hand, leans forward below the Madman's stretched arm and shifts her weight towards her toes while pushing forward the scythe so her right hand is farther from the blade and with the still increasing momentum pulls back with the left and pushes with the right in a slanted upwards slash while pushing all of her body's weight towards her left, carrying with her the scythe's momentum. Unable to maneuver properly while in mid-air, all Jack could do was lean back and tilt his head towards his left, causing the blade to just barely miss his face. Unfortunately for him, the scythe slashed him across the body going from his left hip up towards his right shoulder, and since he wasn't able to pull back his right hand at the last second, tearing off his hand. Still managing to make a stable landing, he grips his right shoulder with his left hand and starts sneering at the girl, looking at him with hateful determined eyes.

"You brat!" he cried in frustration as he dashed towards Maka, who was still holding her weapon up from that last series of attacks. She lowers her weapon to her left, purposefully baiting Jack to move towards her right. Even if she had the advantage now, he was still a lot faster than her and her weapon, and she couldn't afford to underestimate him. Seeing as she was "open" to her right, that's where Jack jumped in.

"Just as I thought." Seeing the bait work, she started the full swing of her weapon, not bothering to turn the blade towards the opponent. "At this, the most logical move would be to jump up, drop down, or move inside my space and try to fight me at super close combat."

Jack smiles, but with his back turned towards Maka, she couldn't see it. Pushing with all his might, he jumped back, ramming his back towards Maka's shoulder.

"Damn! He got me!" the Meister thought starting to get out of what could be trouble for her. Getting rammed, she momentarily lost balance as she was surprised, and her body pushed against Soul's handle effectively halting it mid-swing. After the recoil, before he would be sent back towards the ground, Jack immediately turns and delivered a full swing slash at Maka's lower back all the way up to her right shoulder blade, making Maka arch her back in pain. The moment his foot touched the ground, he immediately circled towards his left, turned in place and delivered a roundhouse kick to her side, causing her to bend because of the force and grunt in pain. Before he could land, Maka thrust her scythe's lower end towards Jack, using its handle as a pole and burying its end deep into Jack's stomach. Finally regaining her balance, she took the opportunity presented by her opponent doubling over in pain and raised both her hands over her head and prepared to make a downwards slash. Starting her attack, her right shoulder's wound stings, causing her to wince in pain and losing power in her thrust, reducing the attack's power and speed, giving Jack just enough time to dodge the blade before it crashed into the tiles where he was just a second ago.

"Getting sloppy, what's wrong my dear? You're getting slooooooooooooooow…. Come on, come on. You still need to pay me back for cutting off my arm, I had plans for it you know." Jack taunted as his mad grin once again became plastered on his face. Maka just looked at him with the same eyes, removing her weapon from the ground. Seeing as his taunting didn't work, he dashed forward in a low stance, his single arm dangling behind him, jumping and delivering a push kick towards her stomach. Reacting quickly, Maka placed her weapon vertically in front of her, blade pointed outwards, using the handle to block the kick. Replacing her left hand near the base of the blade, positioned as if holding the weapon in an underhanded way, she slides her right hand down towards the lower part of the handle, swiping Jack's foot downwards in the process, causing him to stumble forward towards her. When her right hand reached as far down the handle as she could reach, she pulled her right hand bringing with it the weapon while she sent all of her weight towards the blade and pushed with her left hand with all of her might, creating a powerful and fast downward vertical slash. Proving his speed and agility is indeed something to watch out for, Jack managed to avoid being struck by the blade and managed to get close to Maka to effectively use her scythe, leaving the blade to smash onto the road, burying it deep. Pulling back his left hand for a thrust of his own, he started to crouch to add more force and weight to his attack. Maka swept her own legs, slipping it across and towards the other side of her weapon, her body forming a cross with the handle. Having losing her balance, she leaned down until she was virtually lying down on air, evading the Madman's thrust, then letting her arms carry her weight while still holding onto her weapon, she pulled her body upwards, her body pressed against the handle as she kicked up, sending her feet to meet with Jack's face, carrying the rest of her body to spin on the handle like a gymnast. Jack craned his neck to the side, causing the Meister's feet to hit nothing but air as it whizzed by harmlessly above his cheek. Looking towards the spot where her head was before, he found it gone along with the rest of her body. At that time, Maka had stretched her arms, now hand-standing on her weapon's handle, she pulled back both her legs until they were went past being vertically aligned with the rest of her body until they were behind her as her back arched to form an n. Letting her right arm collapse and bend, she pulled in the rest of her body with her left hand and brought forward her feet, snapping them to deliver a fierce kick to Jack's face. The Madman was once again able to evade a strike to his head by moving to the side, but he wasn't fast enough as both of the Meister's feet were able to pummel her on the shoulder. Ignoring the pain, he locked the girl's legs in place by placing an arm over them, pressing them against his shoulder, lifted his left foot and took a foothold on the scythe's handle, stepping on it with all of his weight, he lifted himself up as his right leg lashed out to hit the Meister's still-bent left arm. Seeing the attack coming, Maka pushed herself upwards with just enough force to dodge the leg, and as it swept by, Jack was now in the air with both feet without a foothold. Immediately grabbing onto Soul's handle before she is brought up by Jack being carried by his move's momentum, she pulled hard and let her back fall towards the ground behind her, bringing her legs and along with them, Jack, to come crashing to the ground with Jack going in head first. Sitting up, Maka pulled her feet free from Jack's loose grip as he went in and out of consciousness. Standing up, she quickly grabs onto her the still-stuck scythe and yanks it off the pavement. Not wasting time on getting a stable foothold, brought her hands above her head, and struck in a downwards slash, this time hitting its mark as it buried deep into the Madman's chest. The body glowed and flashed with a white light, before the light broke apart and was sucked into a sphere above where the clothes lay, swirling and shining a brighter light of white. A final flash and the white light settled into a soul-like form wearing the Madman's mask.

The Meister let out a long a breath before collapsing onto the ground, landing on her knees and now sitting like a mermaid, her weapon flashing with white light before transforming into a boy.

"Took you long enough. And like usual, you were being very rough on me too." He said before cracking his neck to the side.

"Oh shut up, Soul. It wasn't exactly easy dealing with him you know, or have you forgotten that he was a C Class Madman?"

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. So, what have we got?" he asked as he looked at the floating soul. Maka looked at it with her Soul Read and started reading aloud.

"Well, since he was a C Class Claw-type, he's got pretty good Augments for Slashing and Piercing type weapons."

"Stats?"

"Hmmm, adding a +4 towards the Slashing Type, while a +6 towards Piercing. Also adds +7 towards a weapon's Sharpness."

"Why does it give a higher stat rating for piercing type when it's clearly a slashing type?" he asked with an eyebrow raised.

"Probably because of this particular Madman's preference to stabbing rather than slashing?"

"Any abilities? He is a C class after all."

"Well, one for slashing and one for piercing. Hmmmm, let's see. 'Rippah's Claw', creates two solid copies of the blade placed on both sides of the blade, giving the slash a claw-like appearance. Also allows the weapon to cut deeper and create a sharper slash. For the piercing type…" she started before Soul stopped her.

"Never mind that. I want the ability."

"You sure? It has pretty good Augments on it."

"We've already got 60 D class Augments, and 20 C class Augments. This is the first Ability that looks fit for us. And besides, all in all, we've bagged over 140 E rank souls, 80 D rank and this is like the 30th C rank?"

"148 E rank, 86 D rank and this is the 32nd C rank, to be precise. And 63 D class Augments with 21 C class Augments are what you've taken so far. Seriously, you need to keep a better track of what we've got."

"See? So it's not like you need to sell more Augments or Abilities. Come on, this one actually looks like a good Ability for us."

"Well, okay. It is you who gets the final say after all." She said as she stood up and dusted herself off. She went up to the soul, placed both hands on its base as if scooping it up, then pulled it close towards her chest.

"Tormented souls, tormented soul, hear me who whispers to the dead. Heed my words; obey my command, for your release and salvation will be by my hand. Open your gates, release your power, it is your ability which we desire. Awaken!" she whispered to the soul, shouting the last part while stretching her arms, as if offering the sphere of light towards the heavens. The soul's light shined brighter, then flashed blue, then red and then back to white. It flashed through the three colors until it rested on red, then growing up to the size of Maka's head, before returning back to its original size. It was now a bright red in color, only now, it looked to be have a claw weapon on it, just below the mask. She then gave it to her partner, placing it on his open and waiting hand.

"It's time to get a lot stronger, Soul."

"Yeah," was his reply as he took the soul, pinching it with his free hand's thumb and forefinger and dangling it in front of his eyes, "time to go above my limit again. Itadakimas." He smiled before he opened his mouth; cocking his head back and dropping the soul into it, swallowing it in one go.

Whew! This one took me two whole days to write. As in, literally, two whole days. .

I know, I know. I suck at writing fight scenes, or maybe stories for that matter, but oh well. Review please; it is your opinions that matter after all. :D