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"Maka, Guard?!" Soul yelled at her. She is trying to think. "But Soul, if I guard, you'll die' she cried out backing away from Crona. Against the door with no way out she is shaking. "Maka!" Soul yelled out. Crona swung the blade and Soul turned into his human form with the intention of shielding her from danger. Maka was able to read his intention snapping into her senses. She wasn't going to let Soul die because of her actions. She pushed him out the way. "Soul!" She yelled "Run!", seconds later she felt a blinding pain spread across her left shoulder blade as she felt the sword slice through her skin. Something in the back of her mind catches her attention, it laughs at her as she struggles to breathe. He is in her mind again suffocating her in the darkness ready to swallow her whole.
Jerking awake she sits up ready to run, only to find herself in her bed. Breathing heavily she hugs herself trying to calm down. "Maka?" Soul mumbles as he turns around in their bed. She wanted to capture everything about him in this moment. His snow white hair, his deep red eyes that stare at her in confusing manner, his strong body and arms that reach out to pull her in. "Maka you are here with me okay" Soul tells her as he wraps his arms around her pulling her back to bed. He notices that she is shaking and he rubs her arms soothing her. "You're safe" He mumbles as he embraces her. Maka lets herself relax, looking around their room. They had a balcony and light curtains so the moonlight shone right through. The bathroom located on the other side of the room next to their closet. Their dresser opposite side of their bed and right next to the door. This life that she has built with Soul, this was her reality and she won't let anything take it away from her. Not even the black blood that has lived in her all these years.
"Meister Maka here" Maka says entering lord death domain. "Maka, glad to see you" Lord death says as he bounces in. "I have an undercover missions for you and uhhh… where is Soul?" Lord death asks. "He is a little busy right now" Maka says unpleased. She left him to deal with Blair after she pop into her house in her human form crying about some guy that left her. It wasn't that she hated Blair, she just wishes the cat would stop appearing naked at her house. She made Soul deal with it despite his protest, because she knows she has no patience. "Alright I'll expect you to debrief him them"Lord death tells her handing her a file. "We'll get it done" She confirms as she turns to the exit. "Oh one more thing" he tells her stopping her in her tracks.
"How are you feeling?" he ask her. Maka hesitates recalling the dream she has last night. "I'm fine" she says quickly and leaves. Did lord death notice something wrong. It's been years since the black blood overtook her sanity. When she first got poisoned by it, she managed to claim her sanity back, but it still lays rest appearing in her dreams every now and then. She was no longer a student of the WMA, now she took on more serious jobs, especially since Soul is now a death scythe. But Lord death hasn't asked about it in years, even though everyone knows she still had it in her.
Maka enters her house looking for Soul. Not finding him she goes into their training room and changes into a tank top and shorts. She pulls her hair back into a high pony tail and begins to warm up. Going over the details of their next mission, they had to find a mobster from italy and kill him before he become a kishin. So they had to infiltrate the club and make their way to him. She begins to hit a punching bag practicing her swings.
"Maka?" Soul calls out as he enters the house. He puts his keys on its hanger as he looks for her. He sees a file on the coffee table, must be their new mission. He hears grunts coming out of one of their training room. "Maka?" He calls out as he enter the room. Maka was to concentrated to notice his presence as she starts to do high kicks on the the punching bag. Her body glowing with sweat. They were no longer kids at the Academy have both grown up since then. It's been 4 years since he became a death scythe and she was the reason he became one. The last death scythe ever. Her stomach is tones up her muscles well defined in her arms and legs. Where she was once flat chested she now had soft and perky breast, and a fine ass that added to her perfect body. At least soul believed it was perfect, since he is the only one that gets to see it.
Maka turns around noticing Soul watching her. "Hey" she says out of breath snapping him out of his trace. He clears his throat "hi" he points to the folder in his hand "Our new job" he asks and she nods smiling, knowing he was checking her out. "That's cool, I'll get you some water and put this away" he says stepping out blushing. 4 years dating that women and Soul still can't help but feel that he is lucky.
Maka giggles as she watched him leave. Then turns back to punching the bag again. She had two punches in before she started feeling dizzy. Maybe she really needs the water she think to herself taking off her gloves. Her throat felt closed up, forcing her to take bigger breaths. The dizziness gets stronger and she falls to the floor. She looks up again no longer in her house.
She was in the black room "No" she whispers in fear getting to her feet. "No no no no" she beings to yell looking around trying to convince herself she wasn't there. She gets up running around trying to look for a way out. A dark chuckle echos in the room and she stops where she stands frozen in fear. "Shit" she mumbles closing her eyes and she clenches her fist. A force hits her causing her to fall, it picks her up slamming her into a wall. Her hands pin above her she tries to twist away but can't move, her feet dangling off the ground. Her hands are now cuffed above her. She feels something licks her face and she flinches trying to fight it off. She opens her eyes staring at a women with blue skin and dead eyes. She knew what was going to happen and she couldn't help it. She tug on her chains one last time breathing heavily as panic sets in. The women gets closer to Maka her cold dirty nails digging into her skin right across her stomach. Maka can't help it and lets out a shrill scream kicking her away. "Get away!" she yells kicking the women away, but the woman grabs her feet once again digging her nails into her legs drawing blood, a cruel smile spread across her face and her head twist to the side in a psychotic manner "Where have you been Maka, We've missed you" she says softly. Maka knew this was only going to get worse as tears welled up in her eyes.
Soul enter the kitchen pouring Maka a cup of water as he leaves the file on the counter. They will look it over later tonight. Soul was thinking of joining Maka with her training it has been a while since they have been able to spar cause she always has to use him when they practice at the academy. "Maka" Soul calls out entering the room again, only to find her collapsed on the floor. "Maka!" He yells alarmed running to her aid as he set the cup down. He checks her pulse looking for signs of damage skin or bruises. "Baby" he calls out to her caressing her face. She whimpers giving sign of distress. Then she starts to scream thrashing around "Maka!" Soul yells trying to let her know that he is there. "Maka! Stop! You're okay!" He yells holding her arms down to prevent anymore damage. She stops thrashing focusing on him breathing heavily, her adrenaline spike up she wanted to run but she didn't have the energy just yet. Souls voice so full of concern. "Soul?" She asks wondering if this was part of the torture. "I'm here babe" He tells her.
Maka reaches up touching his face confirming it was him. Breathing in deeply she relaxes. "what happen?" he questions as she sits up. He hands her the cup of water. She drinks up trying to gather her thoughts. Maybe it was just a one time thing, she feels fine now like the room was gone and lock away. His face full of concern and they needed to be 100 percent focused on their next mission. She couldn't risk having him worry, she will be fine. She forces out a laugh and waves her hand "sorry, I guess I need that water more than I knew, I fainted to the dehydration." She explains pulling herself up trying to look unfazed by the whole incident. "Come on we have to start packing for our next mission" she says trying to sound cheerful, if Soul didn't believe her he didn't voice his concern. He grabs her hand walking out of the room with her.