Okay~ Just to let you know...its been awhile since i've written somthing in this Perspective...Hense: Repairing a Broken Soul...(all in Maka POV) *SIGH!* Yes...i yelled out my sigh. That means it was loud! .

"Alice in Wonderland", "Alice of Human Sacrifice", and "Soul Eater" do not belong to me! If only...

Chapter 7: Gorgon

The hairs on her arms stood on end as the morning chill came around; causing her to slowly look up. Grass crunched beneath feet as they approached closely and Maka sat still as a board, as if she could blend in with the tree she sat against. The footsteps came closer and the young adult found herself closing her eyes tightly. Her hands squeezed her knees even closer and she bit her lip; hoping whoever it was–good or bad–wouldn't find her.

"What's this?" A voice mumbled shyly. "It's a lost girl…I-I don't think I can deal with that…how do I…" the voice trailed off and Maka looked up to see a thin figure in a black old-style robe sitting against a nearby tree in almost the same position as she was. They were giving her a monotone like expression with their purple colored eyes while their pink hair–uneven and messy–hung by two long pieces from the bands. Their hair was quite short, with several long and large clumps sticking out in several places. Other than the two long pieces, their bangs were straight-cut and ended above the eyebrows. "She sees me…what do I do…" They mumbled to themselves; poking the black sword next to them.

Blinking, Maka perked up a little more and tilted her head to the right. Was that person a girl…or a boy? Their eyes looked away to the right and then back at her, before dotting to the left and back again. This was defiantly not the kind of person you'd have to keep eye-contact with. "Uh…Hello…?" She uttered out to the pink haired person. They seemed to flinch and look away again before mumbling to themselves. 'Can I trust this person…' she thought as the gloomy person before her kept their eyes away.

'Nowhere is safe when you're alone. Not even in the Camellia Gardens.'

Maka's eyes narrowed and she stood up. "I'm not sure who you are but I must be getting on my way." She said to the pink haired person before walking away. They made no attempt of arguing, so she kept strong on her walk. Untill—'They could take me to Soul…' she thought after taking about the eighth step. Maka looked over her shoulder and saw that the person was still there, messing with the end of their dress like robe. 'If they're on Medusa's side…they don't seem to be able to harm me. I'll force them to take me to Soul.'

"Oh…Ragnarok…She left…do you suppose she was the one?"

"You!"

Jumping in surprise, the pink haired person jolted to their feet as Maka came back around to glare. "Do you know where the castle is?" She asked. Gulping, they nodded; eyes wide in what seemed to be terror. "Can you take me there?" Maka then asked; hands on her hips. They stood there for a moment; looking at her with a strange expression, and finally after a minute or so, they shook their head. "Why not?"

"B-Because you are "The Alice…" They said; still looking frightened. "I-I must take you to go s-see the Princess." Maka lifted a brow while their eyes darted back and forth. "Ah~ I have no idea how to deal wi-with this…" They then muttered nervously. "I-If I were to take you to see my mother…sh-she'd kill you on the spot…"

"Your mother?" Maka asked; standing up straight as the person before her seemed to go under a nervous brake down. "Are you talking about Medusa?" She then asked. They nodded after a huge hesitation and her eyes widened. "Medusa is your mother?" They nodded again; still looking away. "Th-then why are you trying to help me?"

"I h-hate my mother." They answered; finally looking at her. But it was only for a moment, for they immediately looked down on the ground. "I'm part of the rebellion…I always have been." Maka blinked and took a step forward; her eyes narrowing. Could she really trust this person? "Since Medusa-Sama is my mother…Soul made me a spy. I still live in the castle…but I give them a-all updates on my mother's p-plans…"

"What's your name?"

"C-Crona."

"Well Crona," Maka began; stealing the very person's eye contact. "Since you are on my side and at the same time, trusted by the "queen"…" Trailing off, the sandy blond took another step forward. "I want you to take me to the castle so I can rescue Soul." Crona looked away, but she reached up with her right hand and turned their head back towards her. "The rebellion must follow "The Alice"'s orders…right?" Crona's eyes shook in terror, but they nodded and she let go of their chin. "Alright then, Crona. Take me to the castle."

"But the legend says you must see the Princess now—"

"But this is 'my' dream." Maka snapped. "Ever since I got here, I've been told what I must do and who I must be. First I'm Maka and then I'm Alice. I've been attacked nearly three times, scratched, stuffed in a closet, and dragged across the fields and forests. It's my fault that Soul has been captured and I expect to go rescue him. This is 'my' dream Crona. And as "The Alice" and as the one who dreamed this world up, I command you take me to him!"

"Oh~ Y-Yes…ok ok." Crona stuttered as they knelt down to pick up their sword. They began walking as Maka watched with a raised brow; making sure they went the opposite direction the Gardens were. And when she confirmed Crona was going the right way, Maka followed. She heard them speaking to themselves nervously throughout the walk; causing her to feel a little guilty inside.

"Crona, I'm sorry." Maka muttered as she followed the unknown gendered person. They looked over their shoulder; eyes still wide in whatever emotion they were going through. "I just…I know he's a bit creepy but…I can't just leave Soul behind like this. I have this urge…I just need to help him." She held out her right hand and smiled as Crona stopped walking. "Maka Albarn. I hope that we can have a nice friendship without any further arguing and yelling."

"I-I don't know wh-what to do…"

"You shake and say "Me too", of course." Maka answered with a bubbly smile. Crona looked at her hand and back up before looking at her hand once more. They began to stutter something; free hand shaking as it rises. Maka waited though. She could be patient with this person. She didn't mind. It was almost like being with the orphan boy once again back when he was still just getting used to talking with her. She had him shake her hand the very same way and he had done the very same thing as Crona. But eventually, just like he did, Crona took her hand and they both shook on it.

"M-Me too…?"

"My mother is down this hall." Crona muttered as Maka walked alongside them towards two large doors. "I'm s-sure that you'll need to tell her who you are before you do anything in this castle. She'll find you eventually and assume you to be "The Alice" right away." They stopped at the large doors and looked up. "Do they open inwards…or outwards?" Maka lifted her brow in wonder as the pink hair that belonged on their head swayed by each movement. "Uh…" Crona reached forward and pushed the doors open. "Inwards."

"Ok…" Maka breathed to herself as they both walked into the large room. At the end of the throne room was a large chair in which Maka assumed was the throne. Sitting in it was a blond woman wearing a large purple gown; a golden crown resting on her head. Each one of her bare arms were printed with a large dotted snake tattoo winding around them. And, her golden hair was short and spiked with two long parts extending downwards to frame her face and twist together. This small braid formed by each side of her hair-do rested upon her jeweled chest. Her piercing yellow glare stopped Maka in her tracks.

"Who is this…Crona?" The queen asked with narrow snake eyes. Crona broke down into stutters before looking at Maka. And Maka kept her frozen posture as she glanced at Crona in the corner of her eyes. "Is this a friend?" Medusa then asked after their silence. Crona's eyes snapped back onto their mother.

"Uh, yes she is Medusa-Sama." Crona said with wide, frightened eyes. "Her name is uh…Ma-Marie." Maka nodded in agreement. On their way to the castle–which Maka learned to be called Shibusen Palace—they had decided on a fake name for her. And the name of the old orphanage keeper Marie was the only thing that came to mind. "Sh-She's a friend from school. The only person I know how to deal with…"

"Is that so…" Medusa asked with a lifted brow. She took a moment to look at Maka and finally, after a tall man came around the curtain behind her and whispered into her ear she nodded. "Alright then. Crona, Marie, we have a new prisoner I'd like to speak with. Sit." She held both hands out to the two seats on each side of her. After a slight hesitation, Crona nodded and took their seat next to their mother. Maka wasn't long to follow, and she took a seat on the other side of the queen; keeping her forest green eyes on the witch at all times.

'I…Have to kill 'her'?'

"Free, Eruka, bring him in!" Medusa shouted; startling both henchmen behind her. They both nodded and were soon gone. Maka sat there for a moment and heard Crona mumble something to their mother. The queen turned her head forward. "He's just a young man from back when Mother was just a child herself. He's all grown up now though. It's been a few years. Although I did perform a few experiments on him a few years ago…but that was still a long while ago…" I lifted a brow as she gave out a narrow grin. Soul…was experimented on? "About seven or eight years since…" She seemed to squeak happily with a smile. "Oh I can't wait to see how much he's grown!" Her smile then grew devious once more and Maka couldn't help but gulp.

Maka's eyes then widened a little and she went to speak but the doors were soon opened once again. Her eyes snapped over to them and saw the witch Eruka and the Wolf man Free; both holding one of Soul's arms. His crimson glare stared onto the snake witch as she smiled at him back. "Oh Soul! How good it is to see you again after all these years!" She yelled across the room as the two henchmen dragged him over. "Look how much you've grown! You aren't that little snotty tyke anymore!" Eruka and Free dropped him down onto the steps in front of her and immediately he looked at Maka with a small glare. She only shook her head.

'Please Soul…don't say anything…'

"Soul can I ask you a question?" Medusa asked; rising from her throne. The crimson glare drifted away from Maka and he was soon glaring at the witch. She stepped down the steps and knelt down beside him to take hold of his chin. "Do you miss working here in the palace?" She then asked him. Soul's eyes only narrowed. "Because I'll make you a deal." Medusa narrowed her eyes as well and squeezed his chin a little more. "I'll let you work for me as 'my' entertainer so you don't have to sit in that nasty old dungeon. And In return, you can tell me where "The Alice" is…"

"I'd rather live in the fuckin' dungeon." Soul growled. "And I'd rather…hang out with Excalibur for three days…" Medusa narrowed her eyes and glanced over to Free–who at the left of her, was standing near a rope that hung from the wall. Soul looked over to him as well and with a nod from the evil queen, the Wolf Man pulled the rope. Nearby, a large red sheet was lifted up and revealed a large black grand piano: even better polished and tuned than the church's. Maka and Crona watched as Soul's eyes widened greatly.

"Do you remember that piano Soul?" Medusa asked quietly as the young man stared at the very thing. His head nodded slowly, but he never said a word. "It's the piano your mother and father played isn't it?" She then asked him; receiving another nod. "It's also the piano you played for the king when you returned to Death City isn't it?" He nodded once again; staring hardly at the beautiful instrument. "Would you like to play it again? I will let you…only if you promise to tell me where "The Alice" is…"

Maka shook her head as the witch seemed to control Soul with her very voice. He opened his mouth to speak as she shook her head even more. 'Don't get controlled by this Soul.' She thought. 'I know you can do better than that! Don't let this make you give in—' but she stopped upon seeing a tear run down his cheek. He was crying. 'No…Soul…'

"She's back at my church. Hiding in the piano room."

"Thanks dear…" Medusa growled as she stood up straight. She turned around and looked at Eruka. "Take Free and go to the church." She ordered as she walked up the steps back to her throne. She then snapped her fingers and a large yellow snake appeared in the doorway with a small greeting. "Take Mr. Evans to his quarters will you?" The snake nodded and without any fuss, the Evans boy got to his feet and began walking towards the doors. "And Soul?" He stopped, looked over his shoulder. "In ten minutes, I want you down here to play for me. Write me a song will you?" It was more of an order than a question. "I'm sure you can manage. Being the talented musician you are." With a small nod, Soul turned around and left the throne room.

"Is he really that good?"

Medusa glanced to her left and at Maka after the younger woman asked this question. She grinned. "No." She then answered. Maka lightly gasped. "He's just an amateur. He has no talent in music whatsoever." Maka felt herself glare at the older woman. "I'll just pretend to listen. That'll make the little tone deaf man happy I'm sure." The sandy blond beside her glared harder and bit her lip in pure anger. Yes, Soul was a bit wacked, but she wouldn't tolerate that woman insulting him. Especially when knowing what she did to his parents! "Crona. Give Marie a tour of the palace why don't you? I'm sure it'd be better than just sitting in here with me all day."

"But, how do I do that?"

Medusa narrowed her eyes. "You show her around..." She then growled. "It's as simple as that." Crona looked at her with wide purple eyes. "Don't make me punish you again you worthless child…I'm already ashamed of my daughter enough as it is…" An arrow as black as pure darkness slipped from the queen's mouth and shook like lightning; petrifying the poor child and causing her to stand up and nod.

"Le-let's go Marie!"

Maka's glare disappeared just as the queen looked her way and she nodded before getting up to follow the pink haired girl out the door. As soon as the throne room doors were shut, Maka looked at Crona with an angry look. "That face you made…what has she done to you?" She asked in a worried but at the same time angry tone. "It was worse than the faces you've usually made."

"Medusa-Sama doesn't really think of me as her child." Crona answered; hand holding the other arm. They both began walking down the dark crimsoned halls together as they talked about Crona's life as a small child. They passed by many large dark wooded doors, and by the time they passed a white one, Maka noticed Crona wanting to speak about something else. "Medusa-Sama is a very smart woman. She'll figure out who you are if you stay here longer than you have to."

"That's why I want you to take me to Soul." Maka said back in response. Crona nodded and after turning one last corner, they approached another dark wooded door. It looked like an ordinary door just like the rest, but Soul was behind this one. "You stay out here." Maka told Crona before setting her hand on the door handle. Crona nodded as the door opened and the sandy blond stepped inside. She immediately saw Soul sitting at a desk beside a less expensive and smaller piano than the one from the throne room. She opened her mouth to speak as he looked up with another glare. But as soon as she did, he stood and slammed his hands on the desk.

"I told you to go to the princess!" He snapped. Maka's mouth shut closed as his glare deepened. "I didn't tell you to come here and risk your fucking life like you are now!" Her hand lifted and she held back the tears. She always cried in situations like this. "You are going back—"

"NO!" Maka shouted; shutting her eyes tight. She sat there a moment before finally opening them again and when she did, she balled her hands into fists. "I'm not just going leave you here with this woman! I just 'can't'!" She stepped forward to stand in the middle of the room. "Somehow this is all my fault! And since it is my responsibility, I'm not going to see the princess without you by my side!" Soul's glare turned menacing and darker as he stepped around the desk to stand before her.

"Go Now…"

"NO! Not without you!" Maka grabbed his wrist and turned around to drag him out the door. But he kept his feet firmly pressed to the ground; causing her to stop and look over her shoulder. "SOUL!—" Once again his glare deepened—If all possible—and her hands slipped away from his wrist. They stared at each other for what seemed like hours: his glare and her wide stare locked together. He opened his mouth slowly and began to speak, but something beat him to it.

"Evans! You have one minute!"

Soul's menacing glare transformed into a wide eyed, petrified and panicked expression. It was Medusa's voice he had heard. She was outside the door, knocking and telling him that she was going to send in guards if he didn't come out. Maka studied his expression even if it only lasted for a moment. He was scared of Medusa–terrified even. But she figured it'd be that way. Medusa killed his parents…

"Go."

"What? I already told you! I'm not going without you—"

"NOW!" Soul took her by the hand and pulled her over to the window as the door was banged on again. He opened the window and stepped behind her. "You need to go to Tsubaki now!" He didn't even bother calling her a princess at that movement. Maka could tell he was really flustered in what to do and scared nearly witless. "There's a cart full of hay at the bottom of this tower. Just land in it and you'll be just fine." He said; grabbing her by the waist and lifting her up on the windowsill. Maka looked at him from over her shoulder with crazed eyes.

"What?"

"Jump!"

With a slight push, Maka fell out of the window and descended down to the ground quickly. The wind brushed up at her as she fell; her hair flailing about her head in a wild manner. She pressed her hands down against the skirt so if wouldn't fly up and let people from below look up and see anything. But there wasn't anyone but Crona sitting near the cart of hay, as if she'd been waiting for her to come that whole time. The fall seemed endless, until finally she landed in the soft hay without a scratch.

Crona stood up and looked at her as her head rose from beneath the golden hay. Maka opened her mouth to ask why they were there before she was even out the window but Crona answered right before she could even do so. "I knew he was going to do that…I've known him for awhile." Crona said; helping her out of the cart. "Maka, he's very stubborn and very hard to deal with…The princess will know what to do."

"I hope so…" Maka muttered as they began walking away from Shibusen Palace. "I just about have no other choice but to go to her now…"

If you guessed "CRONA" You have earned your cookie! So let's see…where to start…where to start.

Well, Maka is a little stubborn and wants to rescue Soul, and now she knows what the castle looks like, what the witch Medusa looks like, and that the damned bitch has a daughter! I call Crona a girl because it was popped in my head when I saw the end page of that one chapter . Crona was like…naked.

Anyway…I don't like debates on if Crona's a girl or boy, so please respect that and don't have a little war ok?

So…another question…What did Medusa mean by "experiments"? And why the hell does Soul have such a foul mouth! Well that just 'cause he's angry. It get's worse when a little annoying/obnoxious thing in a hat appears…later. Do you know who? Well the hint is that he was mentioned in this chapter… XD

P.S: I've decided to change how the feedback looks, to make it a little easier to read…hope it's any better…

FEEDBACK TIME~~!

RandomDancing123:YOU'RE WELCOME! XD *Stares at tranquilizer gun* I swear it wasn't me…* throws it over shoulder* lol, anyway, I guess you could say I'm a Kid fan girl…but I'm also a Soul fan girl too~ … and sometimes I find myself in the Black*Star fan girl compartment…but not as much as Soul and Kid. B*S is just a sweetheart sometimes :3 Tsubaki is in the next chapter! *squeal* …you know…just so you'd know…and well, of course Maka is being dense, she may be an A+ Student in school but when it comes to the real world she's so OBLIVIOUS! …Excalibur…hehee…he's just…wow…Anyways, thanks! Glad you liked the chapter~

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pandabudds56: Thanks so much! Glad you love it! Soul Eater and Alice in Wonderland are my favs too! Lol, hope you liked this chapter :3

Mushraluvr: Haha, yep got that scene from the movie C: …Sorta :I .. lolz And well, your fears were right, as you can see, Maka went to go save him. Good thing she had Crona right? Sorry…no cookie. But here, I'll share with you *breaks my cookie in half and hands you a piece* There you go…thanks for reading~!

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