Woo next chapter. I feel my writing has gotten worse. Why is this? T^T Do you guys feel the same?

"How are they?" Kid strode into the infirmary flagged by Liz and Patti. His face was hard as stone, his hands placed in the pockets of his black dress pants. Nygus flipped through a few notes on her clipboard and turned her icy gaze to the young death god.

"Both are stable." During the night professor Stein had moved a bed next to Maka so he could monitor both she and Soul. In fear the separation could break their resonance the two never stopped touching. Their hands were intertwined, IVs protruding from the inside of their arms. Monitors beeped and hummed next to then.

"They both look so peaceful." Liz sighed out while peering over Kids shoulder. Some color had returned to Makas face, but black tendrils still circulated around her body. It wove between her and Souls hands like ivy, wrapping and slithering through their fingers.

"It's like they're sleeping." Pattis usual high pitched giggly voice was now very soft. It made the current situation even more real.

"There has to be something we can do." Kid looked at the pair, his eyes softening slightly.

"I'm afraid it's all up to them now. If Soul can't bring her back, Maka will fall into madness and Medusas soul will take over. She will no longer be the girl we have come to know, but a cruel heartless witch. If that happens we will have to kill her." Nygus' hard eyes bore into the sleeping pair, a slight shake in her voice. Even if she seemed cold, Nygus never liked losing students. Especially ones who were so close to her.

"What? But but we can't do that! Maka is..." Kid held up a hand to silence his older weapons cries.

"We understand. If that day comes I will go through with the execution personally."

"But Kid!"

"You can't be serious!" Both girls hushed at the look of true conflict and sadness Kid gave them. Liz carefully wiped a few tears from her eyes, and hugged her sister. She couldn't fathom the thought of Maka being gone.

"It's okay nee-chan. Don't cry." Patti squeezed her older sister. Kid offered them a sympathetic smile.

"Come on girls." Kid led them out of the infirmary and into the silent halls of Shibusen.

"Soul will bring her back." Kid didn't turn or show any sign he had said anything, but the girls knew he meant every word of it and was in just as much pain as they were.

"Where are we?" Maka looked around the large black marble room. A crystal chandelier hung from the high ceiling, light reflecting in every teardrop shaped crystal, illuminating rainbows around the room. A single purple throne sat in the center of the dark floor on a small platform. The back was towards them so whomever was seated could gaze out the large windows to the forest beyond.

"Welcome." A tall woman stood from the throne and stepped towards the two. Her elegant black dress hung in layers, trailing behind her. Her golden hair cascaded down her chest, wrapping gently at the end. A green jewel twinkled at the center of her open front dress, a black high lace collar making her neck seem lean and regal. She was poised in a manner that made Maka feel very small.

"Medusa!" Soul tightened his grip on Makas hand.

"There is no need to shout Mr. Evans." Soul cringed at hearing his last name. "Do you remember my proposition, Maka."

"What proposition?" Soul narrowed his crimson eyes that now shone with hate.

"One where she and I will both be happy. We simply share her body until I am strong enough to acquire my own."

"Sorry, but I'd die before I let that happen." Soul spat out.

"That can be arranged." A large frown edged the corners of Medusa's mouth.

"What if I were to agree? What would happen?" Maka ignored Souls exasperated look.

"You and I would share the body. Your soul would have dominance unless I really needed the body, in which case I would take control. This would only last for the amount of time it takes for my magic to fully regain its previous power."

"And after that?"

"Our souls would split and we would go back to normal."

"You are positive?"

"But of course." Medusa smiled, her eyes never leaving Makas.

"You can't seriously be considering this? Come on Maka! She's a witch! You know, those things we hunt."

"I know that!" Maka shot back, pulling her hand from his. Medusas grin widened at the controversy in front of her.

"Now I don't want to make you two fight. You may take a moment to think." Medusa laughed at the enraged teens.

"We don't need to think! It's a no!" Soul glared at the snake witch.

"Soul, this isn't your decision."

"How can you possibly be thinking about this? She is a witch! Medusa will just use you and when she's done, throw you away." Maka clenched her fists and thought back to the short conversation she and Medusa had during their battle.

"Just give up girl. I'm stronger than you."

"No! I won't give up!"

"Its your funeral. Vector arrow!" Large black arrows flew out from Medusas arms and back. Maka jumped and turned, avoiding the oncoming assault. One of the arrows caught the edge of her coat, pinning it to the wall. Maka tried to pull it from the wall when another soared past her face and stuck the cuff of her right arm to the hard alabaster surface. Soon she was completely strapped to the wall.

"Will you stop moving and listen to me." A snake like grin formed on Medusas face. "I can give you what you want, if you would just listen."

"I don't want anything from you!" Maka tried to pull herself from the wall, but with no avail.

"I know you want power, strength. Something to keep the ones you care for safe. I can give you that." Medusa stroked her cheek gently. "You just have to help me a little."

"Why would I help you? You said you were going to use me as an experiment." Medusa laughed. It was low and twisted.

"I have other plans now. If you are cut up I can't very well follow through with them now can I?"

"What sort of plans?"

"They will be revealed in due time. I will give you some time to think about it." Medusa snapped her fingers and the arrows wrapped around Makas body, completely encasing her. When they began to thin she was in the dungeon, her coat torn to shreds. Maka shrugged off the useless material and sat in a corner, thinking of the woman's proposal.

"Just trust me! I have my reasons." Maka took a deep breath and tried to calm herself. Medusa slowly walked over towards her, the small silver crown on her head reflecting in the bright sunlight that filled the room.

"Have you decided?" She stared down at the younger girl, subtly softening her eyes. She placed a hand on Makas shoulder and a wave of nostalgia washed over Soul. He half expected Maka to go mad again, but she didn't. She kept her eyes downcast, never looking up.

"Yes."

Which will Maka choose? Ooh cliff hanger. Don't kill me! What do you guys think? Review please ~Sky