Soul Eater: Legend of the Dragon
Hellcat's Apology: Will You Forgive Me, Uncle Death?
A sound soul dwells within a sound mind and a sound body.
Hellcat folded her wings and crawled through the doors of the Academy. The building was empty and silent, save for the rhythmic clacking of her metal claws on the floor. The ground shook as the mobile Death City continued its course. Hellcat sighed and made her way to the Academy's underground, seeking Death's location in the vault at the heart of the labyrinth.
"Uncle Death?" She sat outside the closed vault door.
"Hellcat? Is that you? I see you've done it."
She smiled and dipped her head. "Yes. I finally became a Dragon." She kneaded the stone floor with her claws. "I'm… I'm sorry for causing you so much trouble. I'm sorry I disobeyed you and broke out."
"It's okay. I forgive you. Now, return to the battle."
"No. I'm sorry, Uncle Death, but I can't leave you. Not this time. I'm staying here this time."
Death chuckled. "If that's what you want, then I won't stop you."
She got to her feet. "Thank you. I'll head to the Death Room now." She padded happily back through the Academy and climbed the stairs to the Death Room.
…
Hellcat circled the Death Room and sniffed at the bases of the numerous crosses stuck into the floor. She licked her lips. This is where he buries the souls collected by his agents.
(AN: I'm at this point now, so I have to do it!
Death: (）╯︵
Hellcat: ಠ_ಠ putಠ‿ಠ The Table (╬
Death: ノ( ゜ノ) sorry...
I had to!)
All around her, Hellcat could feel the tension and anxiety. She remained detached, barely feeling the jolt of electricity that swept through Death City. She raised her head from the cross whose base she was sniffing at. It's time. She spread her wings and crouched, trembling with anticipation for the coming battle. Uncle Death, I have faith in you that you'll pull through. I believe in you and trust you with all I have in me. You've sacrificed so much to stop Asura, and now… "… It's almost over." She watched the Kishin crash into the floor. Time for cover. She bounded across the room to observe with Kid, Patty, Liz, and Yumi. Excalibur stood alone, a stoic figure on the stage.
It's starting, Kid thought. The battle between gods.
Death and Asura's souls collided, sending a blast of energy in every direction.
"What's going on?" Yumi asked, shielding her eyes from the blast. "Neither one of them has made a move yet."
"I don't know how to explain it, but it's already started." Kid looked anxiously at his father.
Yumi scanned the two combatants. "Look closely. The fight's begun."
Asura sent a stream of energy at Death, who absorbed the attack by merely raising a hand. "Nice try," he said calmly, "but it looks like the next move's mine." He readied to strike. "What do you say, Spirit? You ready?"
"Whenever you are." Even in his scythe form, Spirit's confidant, eager smirk flashed.
Death leaned forward. "Then let's end this traitor! He's lived long enough!" He lunged at the Kishin, disappearing in a blur of black and gray.
From her safe spot, Hellcat watched the ancient rivals clash using every trick and power they could throw at each other. Hellcat clenched her jaw. Asura can only dodge… Or can he? No, he's toying with Uncle Death! Wait, they're talking. I can't hear what they're saying… If I got just a little closer… No, I can't. I'd only get myself killed. She glanced at her companions. I wonder what they're thinking. She bared her fangs and snapped her attention back as the fight continued. Death threw Asura down, blowing a huge hole into the floor. I can feel the immense power radiating from them. Such ancient and divine power…
"Kishin Hunter!" Death swung Spirit at Asura, connecting with the Kishin's energy shield and tearing off his right arm.
Asura roared as his arm regenerated. Hellcat growled. Damn! Just what is he? She cautiously crawled up onto the stage to join her companions. I don't wanna get to close. I can't afford it. But I can't very well hide in fear while Uncle Death is in the fight of his life. And fighting for his life. She grimaced at the thought. No. I can't allow those thoughts to enter my mind. Uncle Death can win. He has to win! He just has to!
…
Kid couldn't move. The blast was headed straight for him. His eyes widened in terror. He couldn't even react when his father put himself between him and the blast, taking the full force of Asura's attack. The resulting explosion obscured everything and sent Kid, Excalibur, Yumi, and Hellcat sprawling.
Hellcat had felt the blood hit her face. It streaked her blades and stained her fur. And it smelled horrible. She had never liked the smell of blood, but knowing the blood that now spattered her face came from Death made the stench almost unbearable. She coughed and forced herself to her feet. Her heart dropped when she saw what the blast had done to Death. "No… Uncle Death… Uncle Death!" She bounded to where he lay and crouched by his side.
Kid soon joined her. "Dad, no!" He dropped to his knees and bowed his head.
Excalibur looked on. "This is the destruction the whole world will know." He looked up at the chuckling Asura. "It seems you've learned a lot over the years, but tell me something, Asura. After you've filled the world to the brim with your insanity, what else will remain?"
The Kishin looked sideways at the strange sword. "Oh, it's you, Excalibur. Don't worry. Madness is enough. The world doesn't need anything else."
Excalibur glared. "Fool!"
"Aw, I've missed you, too. But you're wrong. I've won." Asura looked down at Death, Kid, and Hellcat with a smug smirk. "It was always going to end this way. Bound as he was by honor and obligation, it was almost too easy to lead him into my trap."
Excalibur pointed his cane up at Asura. "Fool! Those in power have the responsibility to maintain honor!"
"Exactly my point. That's why the Reaper lost. He was too weak, a slave to his own honor. He lost to me because of his love for other people."
Hellcat looked up when Asura began screaming. She and Kid watched the Kishin flee through the gaping hole in the wall. "Where'd he go?" Kid growled.
Hellcat reared up and shrieked. No! No! This can't be happening! No! "Uncle Death! No!" She dropped to her hands and knee. "The blood of a human grants strength," she muttered quietly. "The blood of a witch grants magic. The blood of a Reaper grants boundless courage." She wiped the blood from her face and licked the smear from her fingers. She lowered her head and lapped tentatively at the blood on the floor. I hate the way it tastes. I'm sorry, Uncle Death, Kid, but I have to. She nuzzled Death's cheek gently and stood. Roaring, she spread her wings and leapt out the hole Asura had fled through. Get ready, damned Kishin! I'm coming for you! She circled angrily over the glowing aura the Kishin was emitting from within the remains of Baba Yaga castle. She dove toward the red ball as a magical barrier began forming around Asura. Howling, she slapped her wings to her sides and rocketed between the closing edges of the barrier. She landed lightly near Maka, Kid, and Black Star.
"Yo, Maka," Black Star teased. "Getting' here a little bit late, aren't ya?"
"Sorry," Maka responded confidently. "I had some things to take care of."
Kid smirked. "Hm. So we all began this battle in different places, and yet here we are, back together at the end of it."
Maka also smirked. "Yup. I'm not complaining."
Black Star grinned. "Yeah. Neither am I."
Hellcat sneered. "Took the words right out of my mouth."
Black Star: Yahoo! This is it! Get ready, Kishin, 'cuz Black Star's here to kick your ass!
Kid: Don't get too cocky. He was able to beat my dad.
Maka: Listen up! Soul is about to play. Everyone ready?
Hellcat: Next time on Soul Eater: Legend of the Dragon- The Final Battle: A Showdown 800 Years in the Making?
Maka: Read it, or I'll take your soul.