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Soul was out walking his usual routine. He was supposed to be out looking for kishins as well as a partner to wield him and turn him into a Death Scythe. But he wasn't doing either. No, he was thinking about her. Maka...what is it about her that's so special? What was it that drew his attention? Groaning, Soul rubbed his face in frustration. He looked up at the moon. It was the same moon everyday. Same crescent shaped moon with a creepy grin and blood pooling out. 'At least something hasn't changed yet.' Soul's phone started to ring. Sighing, Soul fished it out of his jacket pocket. "What up man?" Soul knew what was coming next when he pulled his phone away fro his ear by his arm length.
A loud and obnoxious voice was still heard even from the distance of his phone to his ear. "SOUL! YOUR GOD IS WANTING TO KNOW WHAT YOUR DOING!" Soul heard something heavy hit the ground. Rolling his eyes at his friends stupidity, Soul slowly answered.
"I'm doing the same thing I've been doing for the past few weeks now, same as you. What else?" Black*Star knew about Soul's mission considering Black*Star was with him when Lord Death gave them the mission of destroying the kishans they ran into while trying to find their suitable partners that could match their wavelengths. 'We're just to cool for partners.' Soul smirked.
Soul heard some bangs and crashes in the background as well as some curses from Black*Star. Soul turned the corner while he waited for his friend to answer. After a few minutes, Black*Star was back on the phone. "Sorry buddy! A big star like me never has time for a break. HAHAHAHA! I ran into a few kishins here! What about you?! Did you slay some kishins yet?" Black*Stars ego was way to big for his small brain. Soul could practically see Black*Star trying to kill a kishin right here in front of him.
Soul sighed. "No. I haven't yet."
Black*Star was silent for a moment. Which was rare of him. "What do you mean you haven't killed any kishins yet? ARE YOU SAYING YOU NEED YOUR GOD TO COME AND HELP YOU OUT BECAUSE THE JOB IS TO BIG FOR A SMALL GUY LIKE YOU?!" Soul had his phone at arms length again. Rolling his eyes, Soul thought, 'I should have known that I need to explain more of what I mean by now. So uncool.' "Well Soul? Do you want your GOD to come and save you? HAHAHAHA!"
"No, Black*Star. I don't need your help because I haven't run into any kishans yet." Soul explained, trying to keep his cool. He doesn't want to tell Black*Star that he wasn't even looking for kishins. He couldn't even explain that he was wandering around town thinking about Maka. He would sound so uncool.
"Dude, not even one?" Black*Star sounded like he didn't believe Soul. "What have you been doing? By now you would have spotted at least three kishins. What's going on, man?" Black*Star questioned. Soul thought for an explanation that wouldn't make him sound insane. 'This is not a cool day.' "Wait! Is it about her?!" Pause. "It IS her! What is wrong with you man? You could have any girl at this school yet your stuck to this new, flat-chested girl like a lost puppy!"
Soul started to get irritated. He growled into the receiver. "Well what about you? You weren't exactly quiet when you first saw Tsubaki. Who is, by the way, talking with Maka and hanging out with her. I seem to recall that you haven't even spoken to her. I'm trying to figure out the connection between her and my dreams. Your the one with a crush on Tsubaki but never had the nerve to actually talk to her." Soul laughed at his next thought. "And she might even be your partner. I heard that she is suppose to be a Demon weapon and transform into multiple ninja weapons."
Soul was just heading towards the buildings where he ran into Maka earlier that day. "You might be right Soul." Soul stopped walking. "Your GOD does need more than just one weapon to be AWESOME! HAHAHAHA!" Soul started walking again. This was the Black*Star everyone knew and few loved or tolerated. "NOT EVEN GOD CAN SURPASS ME!"
Soul smirked. "Well see about that Black-" Right at that moment, there was a loud commotion to the right of Soul. 'A kishin.' Soul grinned his sharks grin. 'Perfect distraction from everything.' "Gotta go Black*Star." Soul ended the call and headed in that direction "It's to noisy to be anything other than a fight.' Soul thought. As Soul hopped onto the building and rounded the corner, he was prepared for anything than what he saw.
"MAKAAAAA!" Maka closed her eyes. She was just getting to the climax of her book when her father called. Closing her book, Maka got off her bed and walked down the hallway, towards the kitchen. Something was smelling slightly...off.
"Yes, Papa?" But before she too another step, she froze. There was smoke everywhere. Spirit was frantically trying to put the fire on the stove top out. "Papa!" Maka grabbed buckets and started to fill them with water from the tub. She carried two buckets, one for her and one for Spirit. Handing one to Spirit, they dumped the water onto the fire and whatever was left of the food. 'Phew.' Maka turned to Spirit. "Papa. What happened?"
Spirit put his hand behind his head and smiled sadly. "Well...I tried to cook some dinner because today was your first day of school and I wanted you to relax for the rest of the day. Hehe." He looked towards what was left. "I guess it didn't turn out quite right." It looked like hamburgers...or whatever was left of it.
Maka turns back to Spirit. "How about I go to the store and gather some items to cook dinner tonight?" Spirit had stars in his eyes. Maka was walking towards her room to gather some things. That's at the same moment their phone rang. Maka put on her usual outfit. Her white blouse, yellow sweater vest, green striped tie, a red plaid skirt, a black trench coat, white gloves and black boots with white buckles.
She was pulling on her gloves and walking down the hallway when she heard Spirits voice. "No, I haven't told Maka anything yet." Maka froze. Spirit was speaking quietly. "There hasn't been any time TO tell her, Lord Death." Maka recoiled. 'Lord Death? Who would call themselves Lord Death?!' Maka creeps closer towards the living room. She peeked in. Spirit was leaning against the wall with the phone pressed to his ears. He was squeezing his eyes shut, pinching the bridge of his nose. "No, I don't even thinks she has a clue about the weapons or meisters and how she plays a part in all this." 'What is Spirit saying? And what does he mean by weapons and meisters? And what does it have to do with me?' "Yes." Pause. "Yes, I know I have to tell her soon. It's just going to be difficult since the last thing that I held from her caused the divorce between me and her mother." Spirit sighed at what was spoken. "Yeah, I know it was all my fault." Maka narrowed her eyes. Spirit and her mother weren't together because Maka caught Spirit cheating on her mom with other women. She still hated him for it. "Yeah. Yeah, OK. Then I'll talk to you next time." That was the moment Maka started to make her disappearance. Distantly, she heard Spirit hang up the phone. But before he walked into the kitchen, she was out the door.
She was walking briskly, not even paying attention to where she was going or her surroundings. Her thoughts tangled with what she overheard in the living room. 'What a weird conversation.' Maka slowed down to an average walk, certain she put distance between her and her house. She thought over what she heard. 'Weapons? That's easy enough. people sell all types of weapons! So...is Spirit involved with a gang? If so, is the leader this Lord Death character?' It was possible. She ran into such weird names before when she was late going home and took the wrong turn. They never bothered her again though. 'But what in the world is a meister?' Maka spoke the word out loud. It rolled off her tongue and sent a tiny shock wave through her. Like she knew the word and her body recognized it as well.
So tangled in her thoughts, Maka doesn't realize the time and the place. She turned a corner...and came to a dead end. 'Great! Just great!' Maka shook her head and turned around. Once out of the alley, Maka took a look around. She wasn't familiar with the streets here but she didn't live far from the grocery store. But she was in an area she doesn't recognize at all. Maka heaved a great sigh and started walking in the general direction of home. After a few blocks, Maka heard a sound. A scraping sound. It sounded like nails on a chalkboard. And it was close. Maka froze. She slowly turned around in a circle, looking everywhere. Nothing out of the ordinary but that didn't always apply.
Maka started walking again, albeit faster. The noise came again and Maka spun so fast, her vision was slightly blurred. Nothing was behind her or in front of her. The sound came again...above her. Maka slowly looked up. The creature was above her, hanging by the two buildings next to it. Its mouth was hanging open and its was licking its lips with its long tongue, drool dripping from it. It smiled. Maka took a step back when it started to lower itself to the ground towards her. "What a tasty looking soul..." It had a slight hoarse and gravelly voice.
'So...it wants to eat my soul. Great. Just add it to the growing pile of why I hate today.' Maka took another step backwards. The movement caught its attention. It grinned wider, lifted its...arm? Only it wasn't an arm any longer. It looked more like a skewer than anything. It pulled its arm back...and struck! Only it went through thin air then a body. Maka jumped back as soon as it struck, so she was halfway down the block already. Maka smiled viciously. She was going to enjoy this fight. It rushed towards her to slice her in half, but it went through air again. Maka was on the buildings roof. 'There's not enough room for this.' She looked around. 'Ah!' She took off at a run towards the area that was large enough for a fight. Maka heard the clink,clink, clink of the monster chasing after her. Maka leaped from the building onto the ground and waited. A thump! told her that it landed on the ground not far from her. She turned around to face it.
A soft wind blew some of her hair strands across her face. A pause. Then they both leaped towards the other in a clash. The fight has started. It swung its arm to slice off her head. She ducked at the last minute while giving it one good kick in the stomach and one in the head. It went flying backwards and crashed into the building, leaving a crater-like dent. Maka ran, jumped up, and stuck her foot out to kick it in the stomach and knock the wind out of it. Instead, she made contact with the wall where it was only moments before. She heard a noise close behind her. Maka did a roundhouse kick and sent it flying and skidding across the ground. It got up slowly and smiled in her direction. Then, in a flash, was in front of her, trying to slice her in half again. Maka was leaping backwards and doing back flips to avoid being sliced.
She back flipped, her feet touched the wall and pushed herself off of it to go towards the thing. From the momentum of the push, Maka drew back her arm and punched its head as hard as she could. It flew back, but still slowly got to its feet. Maka was breathing heavily. This was taking a lot more time than she thought. 'It just won't stay down! What's wrong with this thing? Is it even human?' She was losing her strength and stamina. She needed to find a way to get rid of this thing and fast. But she can't hold out for long. She needed help. But no one was around or out this late. She had to flee. The creature lunged for her again. Maka jumped to the side. But this time, she was a little slow. The thing's arm had sliced into her left side and blood was flowing steadily from the wound.
"AH!" Maka clutched her side. 'Dammit! I can't keep this up any longer.' It lunged towards her again. This time when she dodged, she was cut on her right thigh. When she puts weight on it,it causes a searing pain and blood rushes out faster. 'Shit!' Maka wasn't going to give up. She just HAD to win this fight. Maka stood up and put most of her weight on her left leg to ease up on her right. It lunged at her again and sliced her arm. When she landed again, her leg buckled to. She was on one knee, gasping for air and clutching her arm, her side, trying to stem the blood flow. She slowly stood up again. They did the same moves for a few more minutes; the thing lunging, her barely dodging. Now she had cuts covering almost every inch of her. But she still stood up, still fighting. Sometimes she was lucky and were able to land a few hits back. Maka was getting lightheaded from the blood loss. Maka was trembling when she tried to get up again. The next thing she knew was that she was hit in the stomach and flew into the building. She slumped to the ground, black covering the edge of her vision. She knew that she was almost sliced in half. She could feel the blood,but she couldn't feel any pain.
It was walking towards her. Then, movement from behind the creature caught her attention. 'What is that?' She saw the albino haired boy, Soul, running towards the creature. 'No! He needs to leave! It'll kill him!' Maka panicked. He was shouting something, but she couldn't hear what he was saying. Then she saw him raise his arm from away from him then glow white. Next thing she knows is where his arm was suppose to be was a red and black blade. Before she could see anything else, Maka was unconscious. Her last thought was 'I hope he doesn't get killed.'
Soul was watching the battle scene rage below him. He was crouched on the roof, watching Maka attack the kishin. Her black trench coat flapping from her speed and movement. 'If she can do this, why didn't she fight back at school?' Soul wondered. Soul watched her using difficult techniques that not even others in his grade would be able to do for a couple more years. She was graceful and deadly. 'But' Soul narrowed his eyes and thought. 'she has nothing to kill the kishin with. So she's not a weapon...is she a meister? If so, wheres her weapon?' Soul looked around. Nothing. Soul sighed. 'Does she even have a weapon to protect her?' Maka did a complicated jump, twist and kick that sent the kishin flying and tumbling across the ground She didn't even look winded. 'Who is this girl?' Soul had a growing admiration for the new girl. She didn't back down or try to run away from the fight. 'She must have great discipline if she held back earlier today.'
Soul watched Maka fight the kishin for almost half an hour until the kishin finally got the better of Maka. Soul watched with horror, the kishan slice her side. "AH!' Soul heard her scream and it tore at his soul. 'Get up!' Maka was slowly getting up again. 'Get out of there!' But Soul saw the fire in her eyes. She would keep on fighting till her very last breath. 'NO!' Soul screamed when the kishan sliced her again, this time on her leg. 'Get out of there!' He screamed at her silently. He couldn't move. He was frozen to the spot, terrified for her. His heart was thumping wildly in his chest. Maka got up every time and tried to attack. Some of her hits were successful but others weren't as much. Maka went down again. 'Dammit!' He had to help her. He leaps off the building and started running towards them. Maka tried to get up again. Her head was bent when the kishan moved forward and used its bladed arm to shove her to the building behind her, cutting into her stomach.
Someone was screaming. It took Soul a moment to realize that it was him. "MAKA! NO!" He turned his arm into the blade of a scythe and sliced the kishan in half before it could turn around. A red kishan egg floated in the air. Soul grabbed it when passing the spot, swallowed quickly, and rushed to crouch next Maka. She was deathly white and not moving. There was blood everywhere. 'I'm too late...' Soul thought and started to cry suddenly. 'It is uncool of me to leave her to fight that kishan alone. I shouldn't have sat back and watched.' Then he felt movement beneath him. Soul looked down. 'She breathing! She's still alive!' Soul breathed out a sigh of relief. He stood up picked up Maka and ran to his motorcycle, which was, thankfully, parked in front of his apartment, not far from the fight. He adjusted Maka in his lap to were she wouldn't fall off and he still had good control of the bike. He sped towards the DWMA and professor Stein. 'Please be there. Hold on Maka. Please...'
The DWMA loomed up before him. 'Damn those stairs...' Soul thought as he shut off the bike. He gathered Maka into his arms and ran as fast and hard as he could. 'Luckily Lord Death is bent on keeping us fit by having us come up these stairs everyday.' Soul though critically. Soul could run up these stairs with heavier items and finish without being winded. 'Almost there...' Soul vaulted over the last few steps and ran into the school. Soul called out. "Professor Stein! Professor Stein!" Soul heard the zoom of a rolling chair wheeling across the floor heading his way. Soul saw the figure of Stein sitting in his chair, his lab coat flapping behind him.
Just when Soul thought that Stein was going to pass him,Stein turned around and started speeding back the other way,keeping pace with Soul. "What have we here?" Stein asked calmly.
Soul told him the short story. "She was fighting a kishin by herself. She had no weapon to defeat it and she was soon overpowered." Soul didn't tell him that he just sat back and watched it all going down. 'So uncool of me.' Soul thought tiredly. "Hmm..." was all Stein said while looking at him and turning his screw. They ran the rest of the way to the nurse's room in silence. Once there, Soul gently lowered Maka to the bed and stepped back to let Stein look at her.
Stein looked over her while Soul watched from a distance. Stein grabbed some supplies. Soul recognized some of them but most were a mystery to him. Stein grabbed scissors. Curious, Soul stepped closer until he realized that Stein was getting rid of the rest of Maka's shredded clothes. Soul quickly turned around and faced a different direction, feeling a blush creep up his face. "Why don't you go home and rest up. I'll see what I can do here. But I can't say if she'll survive or not." Stein said. Soul looked over at him. Maka was covered and looked dead. But she had to survive. She just had to.
Soul stated plainly, "I'm staying here, next to her for when she wakes up. She's going to survive." 'She's going to survive.' He had to believe that. Soul walks over to one of the cots and sits there, staring vacantly. His thoughts too jumbled to sort out and comprehend on what was going on. Before he knew it he had fallen asleep. He had disturbing dreams. All of them having Maka in it and Maka dying. One of them where Soul was the one who killed her. Soul looked at her horrified. His arm was the blade of his scythe and it was all bloody from Maka. Soul woke with a start. Stein was no where to be found. And Maka was still lying on the bed. The doors opened and the person who came in was not someone he was expecting. "What are you doing here Black*Star?"
For once, Black*Star was totally quiet. It was totally unlike him. He was staring intently at Maka. "So...she tried to fight a kishin all by herself huh?"
Soul nodded. "Yeah. It was quite a fight."
The doors opened and in came in Liz, Patty, and Kid. "Hiya Soul!" Patty giggled.
Soul glared at her. "Be quiet! Maka is asleep!" Soul pointed towards Maka.
Kid scrutinized her. "How do you know she's not dead?"
Liz walked towards the side of the bed and sat at the chair next to it "C'mon Kid. Don't say something like that. I have a feeling that this girl won't die easily. I mean, she fought a kishin all by herself!" Liz smiled over a Soul, a mischievous look in her eyes. "AND...she was here only one day and already she found her way into our Souls heart!"
Soul glared at Liz. "I don't know what your talking about Liz. I was doing my routine when I stumbled onto the fight."
Liz smirked. "You were watching her all day yesterday whenever you could and when she was in your classes. You didn't pay attention to others around you whenever she was near. Someone also told me that you walked her halfway to her house and you also stayed here to watch over her instead of going home once you brought her here."
Soul pinched the bridge of his nose and tried to breathe evenly. Liz was right about him watching her. But did she have Soul's heart? No. It couldn't be possible. He didn't even know that she was real until yesterday!
Liz leaned towards him. "Are you going to deny it?" Liz smiled.
Soul sighed. Liz had valid points on why he was here and staying until Maka woke up. But was it for what she claimed? Or was it because he just sat there and watch her get sliced up?
The doors opened again. 'Who is it now?' Soul thought grumpily. Soul looked up to see Tsubaki stop at the door uncertainly. "Oh. I didn't know there were people in here already," she blushed and looked away from the eyes staring intently at her. "Umm...I'll just come back...later." Tsubaki turned to leave.
Soul stood up. 'No wait."
Tsubaki turned to him. "Yes?"
"Your friends with Maka right?" Soul gestured towards Maka.
Tsubaki nodded. "Yes, I guess I am."
"Did she tell you anything about knowing how to fight?" Kid asked, while slowly walking towards her. Black*Star was silent this whole time and looked like he was tensed up.
Tsubaki shook her head while having her right fist placed over her heart. "So its true?"
Black*Star finally spoke up. "Depends on what you heard."
Tsubaki glanced at him. "That she fought a kishin by herself?"
Patty skipped up to her, screeching "Yep! She fought it all by herself until the kishan beat her all up! Heehee!" Soul glared at her, stood up, grabbed some items, walked towards Patty, grabbed the back of her shirt, dragged her to the corner and told her "Draw a giraffe" and sat back on the cot next to Maka. Liz and Kid rolled their eyes in amusement.
Tsubaki looked at Soul searchingly. "Is she alright?"
Before Soul could answer, Kid spoke up. "Of course not. She's lying on the cot unconscious, probably even dead." He spoke evenly without a hint of emotion. Soul wanted to punch him.
Tsubaki looked a little hurt. "I so sorry. I should have clarified myself. Is she going to be alright?"
This time Soul spoke before anyone else could. "Yes, she is going to be alright." He turns away from everyone and looks at Maka. He spoke softly. "She has to be alright." He heard tentative footsteps behind him and then a hand on his shoulder.
"You were the one to help and save her, right?" Tsubaki asked.
Soul nodded. "But I was a little too late."
"But you still saved her!" Tsubaki smiled sweetly. "For that I am grateful and I'm sure she is too. And she'll have another friend other than me." Tsubaki was looking at Maka at this point. "She's such a lonely girl..." Tsubaki spoke softly.
"Ah. I see you all made it." They all jumped at the voice. Soul turned to see Stein standing in the doorway. Soul and Tsubaki moved away to make room for him. Tsubaki ended up standing close to Black*Star while Soul sat on his cot again.
Stein looked over at Black*Star and Tsubaki. He turned his screw and smiled. "Interesting."
They squirmed under his gaze. It was never to be stared at by Stein. It could end you up on his lab table with him smiling above you with a scalpel in his hand. "Stein?" Soul wanted to know what was going to happen with Maka. And if she was going to be OK.
Stein turned to Soul and spoke. His face turned serious and grave. "I have some bad news for you." Everyone's eyes were on him, listening attentively. "From my diagnosis of Maka's injuries, I have to say that she is not-"
I know its been a while since the last chapter. I'm sorry everyone! And I had a little trouble trying to find a cliffhanger for this chapter. I had a few areas for it but it made the chapter shorter than what I wanted it to be. Well I finally finished chapter 3! Tell me what you think! If you have any ideas tell me! And please, please, please review! I want to know what you guys think so far!
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