Wow just realised I missed F before, not sure how seeing I had it ready to upload ages ago.
oh well

I don't own Soul Eater or the characters.

Fear

The echo of metal clattering on the ground seemed to bounce off the walls of the abandon factory more than it should. As if that sound was the only thing prolonging the next blow that was aimed at Maka.

Its menacing gaze was unwavering from the blonde meister, the scarce light that leaked into the building through holes in the roof only added a glistening light to its sharp jaws. Reflecting off its claws as they were raised to attack almost painfully slow.

Maka couldn't be sure if the kishin itself was moving at a slow pace or if it was mind as it watched the creature lunge at her. The helpless command for her to move from her weapon wasn't enough to break her trance. She was held motionless by the fear inside of her, the fear of death. She could almost laugh at the irony that this freezing fear would be the thing to cause her death.

Closing her eyes in anticipation, a flash, a glimpse of familiar red eyes appeared behind her lids. They were gazed over with disappointment, but she could tell that they were angry, furious, by the deep shade of the irises. She realised that that would be Soul's eyes if he knew that she died because of a silly little fear.

Maka leapt back with speed even she was unaware of, barely avoiding the razor shape claws that were now embedded in the cermet ground that she had just been standing on.

No, Maka may do many things, but she would never let her fears get the best of her and she would never give Soul a reason to ever give her that glare. This fear will not control her.

Yeah I like this way more than my last two, I think I'm getting better :D

Scotty.