After Death-sama had revealed to us that I was part Witch, he disappeared claiming he had some urgent business to take care of and would contact me later.

No! I mentally cried, Why would you leave me alone with them at a drastic time like this?!

There was a sudden thump and whirled around.

Maka was hunched over Soul Eater who was passed out on the floor.

"Soul!" Maka said, "Wake up!"

I rushed over towards them, "What happened?"

"I don't know!" Maka cried, "He was completely fine a second ago!"

All of a sudden, Soul opened his eyes.

"Soul," I said, "Are you okay?"

Faster than I could comprehend, I was thrown into a nearby wall.

"Soul!" I heard Maka scream, "No!"

I looked up to see Soul Eater sneering down at me his leg turned into a blade just inches away from my throat.

"I need to kill her," he said,"She's a Witch, that means she's our enemy."

"But she's also my sister!" Maka yelled, "Which means we can't just treat her like trash!"

"Sure we can," Soul Eater laughed, "Her blood is mixed with trash, after all."

His blade dug into my skin.

I winced as I felt blood start to drip from my neck.

"Soul," Maka cried, " Stop!"

Soul grinned and said nothing.

He continued to edge his blade into my throat, making me cry out from the pain.

Why was he doing this?

I thought,

This wasn't like him ...

I squinted my eyes and tried to look past his face.

I found something.

"Maka!" I yelled, trying to ignore the fact that talking caused the blade to cut further inwards, "He's not himself!"

Maka looked puzzled, "What do you..."

Her eyes widened when she saw it.

Their was a strange wavelength coming from his soul.

It was pungent and poisonous, like a cloud of miasma.

He's being controlled, I thought.

"Enough!" Soul Eater yelled.

His voice didn't sound like his own anymore.

It sounded more like a woman's.

He grinned at me, I caught his gaze in mine and saw a yin yang like pattern had taken over his left eye.

"This ends now..."

Soul Eater removed the blade from my neck and swung it backwards, getting ready for the kill.

"SOUL!" Maka yelled at the top of her lungs, " I SAID STOP!"

"Hrgh," Soul stopped the moment blade was only inches from my neck, "Argh!"

Soul fell to the floor his arm turning back to normal.

Maka ran over to him.

Soul hands were gripping his head and he was sweating profusely.

"H-he's trying to break the control," I whispered.

I felt something warm start to soak through my pants.

I looked down and almost cried.

That was a lot of blood.

I touched my neck were Soul's blade had been.

It was squirting.

Damn, I thought, He must've hit an artery.

I glanced back towards them and saw that Soul had stopped moving.

"Soul?" Maka questioned.

He got up and stretched like he had just awoken up from a nap.

"Mm, Maka?" He said, "What are you doing in my bedroom?"

Maka glomped him, crying into his shoulder, "I'm so glad you're okay!"

"H-huh?!" He stuttered.

His face started to turn red.

This moment is touching and all, I stared at them blankly, but, I'm kind of dying here!

No later had I thought that, I fell on my side and had a particularly hard time keeping my eyes open.

"Hana!" They screamed as they both rushed towards me.

Geez, I thought before I completely succumbed to the darkness, Better late then never...