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A/N: Finally, the final events to lead to some action! Don't worry, there is a plot developing, it's just taking a while to get there!
_Chapter 6
Class passes in a blur, as my mind is entirely somewhere else, totally preoccupied in other thoughts. So, as soon as most people are out of the classroom, Bakura comes over towards me and Soul, Marik following as usual. Soul steps in front of me and holds my wrist in his hand in a slightly protective manner. He seems to eye the two new kids with a death glare. Bakura smirks ad Marik chuckles, "So, I guess the rumors in all the worlds is true, the keyblade apprentice just disappears while her mentors are on a journey, replaced by some other girl, and you aren't doing anything to get home while your world is going to ruin and your boyfriend may be falling for this other girl?" Bakura asks, smugly.
Soul turns suddenly, his arm turning into the blade of his scythe. It's just near Bakura's throat and pricks it so as to where a tiny, gentle stream of blood flows. Soul's eyes glow a fiery red and his teeth are more visible, "Lay off." I was surprised he'd be that mad at Bakura. I'd expect from anyone else who'd known him before but from someone who probably didn't understand half of what had just been said, he was sure doing a lot to help me.
Marik suddenly pulls out the Millennium Rod and takes control of Soul's body with it. "Make me," Bakura smirks, knowing Soul won't be able to do anything about it now. Soul cringes as he attempts to move his body but it fails. He growls, not too happy about this turn of events. I muster up all the courage I can to glare at Bakura but I know that it isn't even the least formidable. As Marik makes him turn his arm back into an arm, Bakura says "So, I could cut you a deal as usual but there's not much more you could give me. Unless-" he smiles, a little sadistically.
"No more deals, it's not a good idea, it's never a good idea, Bakura! You are evil and I don't know how you did this, but I want you to fix it now!" I glare at him, looking like I'm about to burst. "Actually, this wasn't my doing, this time. I have much more important matters to deal with than your pathetic life," he shrugs. Marik chuckles and then says, "But this new kid is kinda fun to mess with."
Soul eyes me and then closes his eyes for a second. Suddenly in a flash of blue light, Soul is no longer there, however, a strange scythe is in my hands. Bakura and Marik seem to contemplate for a few minutes and then disappear in a black mist that is unlike a portal in many ways except for being a transportation mode. Soul transforms back as soon as the two are gone. He cracks his neck and stares angrily at the place where the demons once stood. "Those guys," he mutters under his breath.
He turns to look at me, "Alright, we better find out what is going on. We need to tell Lord Death about those guys and find a way to get you back and get Maka back here." "Yeah, I know." I look a little distracted, obviously thinking about what Bakura said. All that he said bothered me a lot, more or less because I couldn't do anything to fix the situation at the moment. I did miss Axel dearly but at the moment, I was more worried about failing in protecting the innocent people on my world. If the darkness overtook it, then I'd have failed as a keyblade wielder.
Soul starts to walk away pulling me along with him since I seem to have lost the will to work my legs and I'm distracted by my own thoughts. "Don't let them fill your mind with those thoughts, we're going to figure this all out, okay?" He says this not making eye contact with me but his voice sounds confident, not that it changed the depressive mood I was starting to develop. "My world's going to ruin and it's my fault," I mutter, not really hearing him. Soul spins around to where he is now looking directly into my eyes, "Snap out of it! How do you know what he is saying is true!? For all we know he could be making it up just to rustle your feathers! Now come on, pull yourself together! We are going to get through this!"
At this point, I go from a mood of depression to one of pure anger. My eyes cloud with rage and tears that are threatening to overflow. "You have no idea how bad this could be!? Innocent people could be dying right now." My voice softens and quiets as I go back to thinking and only slightly moping. Soul grits his teeth, "We don't know that!" He's trying to be confident but it seems to be weakening as he pulls me along faster. "You still have friends there, right? They could be fighting to protect it right now."
"Maybe. I hope so." More or less, my thoughts are on Axel at the moment, and if what Bakura said about him is true. We eventually make it to the place where Lord Death is, but there is another person there with him. A redhead whose hair is a bit messy and long. Long Death and the man look at us as we enter the room and a large smile plasters itself on the strange man's face as he identifies it being Maka who's with Soul. Little does he know that I'm actually not Maka. "OH MAKA! You are here to see your daddy!" He jumps to give you a hug, however Lord Death gives him a chop to the head.
Lord Death sighs and shakes his head, "Now, what seems to be the problem. I can tell by the look on your faces that there is something wrong." "There were a couple new students at the school that aren't from this world," I trail off, still in deep thought. Soul picks up the conversation where I saw fit to leave it, "Yeah, Bakura and Marik, they aren't from here and they aren't good guys either." Lord Death looks at me and studies my eyes.
Meanwhile, Spirit is now looking quite serious, not his usual creepy self. He looks to Soul and me and then to Lord Death, there is a light flickering in his eyes. Lord Death then speaks again, I wonder why his voice sounds slightly silly, and it probably is so that people aren't that scared of him and can trust him. Although, the King also had a higher voice and was extremely powerful so I shouldn't be judging people by their voices. "I knew there was something off about them, but I wasn't sure what."
"They kill people for fun and torture them. It's not a pretty sight." I shudder at the thoughts of past experiences starting to resurface in my memories. Spirit looks at me now, a little petrified and a terribly serious look on his face now surfaces, "Maka. What, what is going on?" Lord Death sighs again, "Spirit, I probably should have told you this but that isn't your daughter. Well, your daughter's mind, that is. You see somehow her mind and this girl's mind, Ari, have switched places." I smile at him, a bit awkwardly and that's when a few heartless appear out of the shadows.
The unintelligent look in their bright yellow eyes would have seemed creepy if I hadn't seen it before. Even though these were extremely weak shadow heartless, I had no idea how to get rid of them without a keyblade. Soul, Spirit, and Lord Death look around, surprised, having never seen the creatures of the darkness before. "What are those things?" Soul asks, most likely a rhetorical question. He probably thought no one in the room would know the answer to it, but I did. Spirit still is stunned but now his attention seems to be on the heartless. "Heartless," I whisper, seeing no future but destruction and darkness for me and those around me.
