Chapter 7: You didn't fool anyone...
"Shit, shit, shit," Soul muttered. He knew going to Death City was a bad idea. He was going so fast on his motorcycle that he barely noticed that the sign said "Fresno City Limit." He had made it to the middle of California from the middle Nevada in three hours, when it should have taken him four. For the millionth time, he looked behind him. He didn't see anyone, anything, behind him. He looked back to his motorcycle and noticed that he needed gas.
"Shit!" He got off the nearest exit and filled up his tank as quickly as possible. He looked up at the sky. Night had fallen a while ago. He needed to get to Los Angeles as soon as possible. And at the rate he was going, he would be there in another two hours. They hadn't known that he was following them until Death City.
He had gone into his room to pick up a few things and that's when they saw him. They made a point by going in and messing up the entire place. His heart broke as he thought of the hell Maka must be going through. God, he missed her so much. He had been so tempted to just wait for her to come home. He needed her.
He wondered if she got his letter. He really hoped she had. Leaving that letter was a risky thing to do. He had to leave town and wait until they left so he could go back and drop the letter off. What he hadn't counted on was them waiting for him. They ambushed him just outside of Lord Death's barrier. Soul barely managed to get away.
He hadn't been able to transform his arms into scythes as nimbly as before. It bothered him that it physically hurt to transform. It was as if it was tearing at his skin. There was no one to resonate his soul with, so he had to rely on himself. But he couldn't really focus on that right now. They were after him, and the closest international airport was in Los Angeles.
He was about to merge onto the next freeway when a he saw a car, about a mile ahead, turn sideways and block the freeway. Two motorcycles joined the car. Soul slowed down and looked behind him. There was another car and two more motorcycles behind him. Soul cursed and stopped his bike.
He laughed at himself. He hadn't fooled anyone. They knew he was tracking them and they led him to Death City, where they knew he would go and pick it up before they did. He had been set up. Soul removed his helmet and turned off his bike. He got off just in time to hear footsteps behind him.
"You've given us such a hard time, Soul," a disappointed female voice said. Soul sighed.
"Yeah, I know," he responded. He knew now that they had let him escape five months ago. They knew that he would try and figure out what was going on. He smiled to himself. He looked over his shoulder and said nonchalantly, "Good to see you again, mom."
A/N: Dun dun duuun! I'm sorry that all I seem to do is give you cliffhanger after cliffhanger but do not fear! It shall all be explained soon; I hope. Thank you to everyone who's reviewed! Thanks to AkitaNeruVocaloid, a new reviewer! And I flipping love your story, LeprechaunGreen! Thank you to all my followers: 1rocker-chick, Amongthegreats, PrincessNeshh, crimsontouches, spiceypepper, and vivalarapture! I love you guys! Chapter 8 will be up soon :D
