Maka's POV
"Soul!" I yelled in a futile attempt to keep him awake. His eyes rolled to the back of his head and the latter lolled limply to the side. I immediately stopped running and laid my injured partner on the ground.
Poor Soul.
Before I lost consciousness, I saw a look of pure terror on his face. He was so scared but tried his best to stop the witch. I took his pulse and breathed a sigh of relief when I found he had one. It was slow but at least not slowing. His face, even in sleep, look like he was in pain. I lifted my friend's body and made my way to Lord Death.
When I got to the Death Room, I said the password, and the portal came into view. Lord Death seemed surprised to find me there. "Maka, what a surprise! Um, what happened to Soul?" he inquired.
I explained to him about the attack and he pulled me into the room along with Soul. "Alright, Maka, let's get him to a bed." Lord Death picked up Soul and carried him to what I assumed was a guest room. He shooed me out of the room for a moment and after a few minutes, he invited me back in. Soul was now wearing baby blue silk pajamas and I took a picture. It was just too cute! "Why don't you tuck Soul in while I call in Professor Stein?" Lord Death suggested. I nodded and walked over to my partner and pulled the covers onto him. He stirred for a moment but remained unconscious.
I turned and saw my father enter the room. I sent him my death glare but I think he ignored it. "How is he?" Dad asked. All my anger towards my father was quickly replaced with worry for Soul. "Not good. He's struggling to breathe, he has a nasty, deep cut on his chest, and there is a possibility that he might have fractured some ribs." I finished my report and looked my father in the eyes. "He'll be okay, right? I mean, Soul's been through much worse than this..." I trailed off. Soul seemed to be in a lot of pain. I think I'll ask Professor Stein about painkillers when he comes down here. "Maka? I'm baaaaaaaaack! And I brought some help!" Well speaking of which. "I'm still in here Lord Death!" I called. I looked back at my partner and silently prayed that Soul would be okay.
Professor Stein has left the building and there was nothing but good news! According to the professor, Soul did not fracture any ribs and he gave Soul an oxygen mask to help with the breathing. I think the best news of all though, is that the cut on Soul's chest wasn't as deep as I thought and Soul just passed out from blood loss! He's going to be okay! Stein said he just needs some sleep and he'll be fine. Smiling to myself, I sat on the side of Soul's bed and held his hand. "You're going to be okay, Soul. You're going to be okay." There was still one question on my mind though. Even for a cut to the chest, Stein said it wasn't deep. So, why did it hurt Soul so badly and more importantly...
What was that witch after?