Disclaimer: I do not own Soul Eater; I do however own this storyline.

The sails of the red boat were weathered and aged, but compared to the other boats it looked the most authentic. Taking Maka's hand, Kid helped the blonde pigtailed meister onto the boat, and in his mind, he was mentally freaking out over how symmetrical she was today.

'Oh my gosh, she's adorable,' His brain sang in his ears. 'Soul, that lucky bastard. I cant even make a move, he would kill me.' Of course, Kid as well as everyone else knew that he could beat Soul easily in any regular battle, but when it came to Maka, even the Death Cannon couldn't stop that crazy red-eyed weapon.

"Kid?" a small hand waved in front of his face. "Are you okay? You totally zoned out there." Gasping, Kid snapped back into his senses and his amber eyes flashed into focus.

"Oh, yeah. I'm fine Maka, no worries," His face took a red tone and he spun around and started off in the direction of the sails. "Just, you know. Getting the boat and stuff ready…" he said, not looking back at Maka, who sat on the edge of the boat, holding in a laugh.

By the time the boat was out in the water, Maka had given up on keeping her ponytails even (or Kid happy, whichever failed) and was leaning on the side or the boat, next to Kid's lawn chair. Her blonde hair flowed down around her dainty shoulders, and her deep green eyes stared out into the blue ocean that reflected back into them. Kid, not so formally dressed in his swimming trunks, was relaxed into his chair with his nose stuffed into a book he had grabbed off the kitchen counter before they left.

The boat bobbed up and down in the waves, pushing the bright blue waves out of its path.

"See anything, Captain Maka?" Asked Kid, looking up from his book at the girl standing next to him.

"Nope, I don't think…wait! There's a little spot of land to the right, but its still pretty far." Her eyes lit up with excitement.

"Ah no, that's not the same island. That one has some weird creatures and stuff on it…my dad and mom used to go to that one, but they stopped a long time ago after a little encounter with a crazy demon. Dad took care of it, of course. But after they had me, they didn't want to bring me somewhere dangerous. Which it was when they found that one." Kid was leaned up against the rail of the boat next to Maka now, their arms brushing lightly. He pointed out his finger towards another chunk of land off to the left. The boat was headed towards a peninsula in the land, and built onto the island by Mother Nature was what looked like a huge rock skyscraper with a large hole in it that stretched down from the middle of the rock into the water.

"It's beautiful." Whispered Maka, her eyes locking on the natural masterpiece.

'Well, I suppose. But it's nothing compared to the natural beauty that is Maka Albarn. Oh, I can't say that, that's too cheesy. I have to say something, or she'll think I'm insane for sure.'

"Kid?" Maka looked over at the reaper, who was leaning up against the boat wall on his elbows, as if he was going to be sick. Except, he wasn't near green, but rather blushing uncontrollably. "Are you sure you're feeling alright? We can go back, it's no big deal you know."

'Damn love sickness…' He thought to himself. "Oh, hah, don't worry about me Maka, reapers don't get sick that easily."

"Right, whatever Kid," she sighed, rolling her eyes.

The side of the boat ground up against wood of the pier, and Kid jumped off to secure it onto an old wooden post. Maka slung her canvas bag over her shoulder and skipped down the dock towards the beach, spinning in a few circles like she was a little girl on a family vacation again. Smiling after her, Kid picked up the picnic basket and his beach bag, taking off after the blonde haired girl.

Maka laid her towel down on one of the 2 lawn chairs and dumped her bag off.

"What are we doing first Kid? You're my tour guide for the day!" she giggled, smiling.

"Can we not just relax for a little while? It's almost lunch, we can take it easy until then, we'll go to my picnic spot, and then I'll show you around." He pulled his book out of his bag and sunk into his chair, but no sooner was he asleep. Maka took this opportunity to go exploring on her own. She took in her surroundings, the crashing waves on the shore and the trees behind them. Squinting, she could make out a long line of trees strewn with green and yellow leaves. She skipped off towards them, leaving a snoring reaper in her dust.

The path was well beaten, lined with tall trees and various sizes of mossy rocks. The green canopy over her head allowed small specks of light to escape through the cracks, painting the earth of the path with spotlights and beams of flaxen daylight. To Maka, it felt like she was in a movie scene. 'Something as beautiful as this would never be found in Death City.' She thought, running her fingers over the flecks of light that coated small spots on the trees. Taking in all the beauty of the atmosphere, she leaned against a tall rock, looking up into the hundreds of leaves that sprinkled her vision with color.

Too curious, she continued on her expedition, skipping off further down the path. The farther she went, the thicker the trees got and the narrower the path became. A fork in the path came to view, and Maka was faced with a decision. There was a simple path that branched of that which she was on to the right, and there was a tall stone wall to the left. She shuffled over to the roadblock and ran her hand over the smooth grey stones. "What in the heck…" Maka whispered, examining the stone. Just then, something under her foot clicked. "Okay, this is freaking me out…" she murmured, and lifted her foot. The stone wall sank down into the dirt, revealing a passageway. 'Things like this only happen in the movies…' she thought to herself, as she peered into the darkness.

The tunnel was black inside, except for a little speck of light at the very end, probably the other side. With no knowledge of where the tunnel would lead her, she started her way into the darkness. The stone walls of the tunnel were cold and damp, as was the floor when dirt was scuffed up into her flip-flops and between her toes.

The tunnel was much longer than Maka had expected. After a good 5 minute walk the light was very close, but it hurt her eyes, she could make nothing of it. When she reached the light, she rubbed her sore eyes and squinted out at what was on the other side.

A beautiful villa was placed in the middle of the courtyard, and directly in front was a tall and elegant fountain. Standing on the fountain was a detailed black rock statue of the grim reaper, or Lord Death rather before he changed the style of his mask. Streams of sparkling water sprung out from his square fingertips. Walking over to the fountain, Maka realized that the fountain had a poem scratched into the stone that functioned as a pool for the water to continuously cycle the fountain. She squinted her still hurting eyes and attempted to make out what the words read.

The hands of death will drag you down.

Don't look back,

No one will save you now.

The bright of your eyes will disappear,

So will the sound of a heart beating.

Run while you can, little one.

The clock is ticking.

"But why…" she whispered. A shiver froze her back, making her begin to shake. Maka was unsure of why she was shaking; it seemed to be an automatic instinct that couldn't be stopped. Her whole body turned ice cold, and she pressed her eyes closed as an intense pain took over her forehead. Bending over, she gripped the polished stone of the fountain. A wave of heat then enveloped her entire body, and her lungs tightened, making her gasp for oxygen. A scratchy but youthful voice called from next to her.

"So this is me. Not as pretty as I thought I would be. Oh well, that wont matter. You'll be dead soon enough anyways."

On the beach, Kid's golden eyes fluttered open and he rolled over onto his stomach.

"Hey Maka, can you get me some sunscreen so my back doesn't burn?" When no one answered, he propped himself up onto his elbows and scanned the beach. Nothing. "Damn it, our first date and I've already lost her." He hopped up out of his beach chair and took off running towards the path in the trees.

It seemed no matter how many times he shouted her name, he never got a reply, until a loud shriek echoed through the trees as he came up to the fork in the path.

His body froze. Looking up through his hair, his heart beat faster at the open stone gate. Another scream echoed through the tunnel, and Death The Kid took off towards it.

Maka looked over to where the voice was coming from, still gasping, to see a pretty blonde pigtailed girl, with green eyes just like hers. She was clothed in a beautiful white dress, but it would have been much more beautiful had it not been stained with horrible red blood. The lacy sleeves reached her elbow, and the blood spotted skirt flowed elegantly as she sat on the fountain, kicking her legs back and forth. Her face was torn, covered in scars and cuts, as were her arms and legs. "Don't worry, I'll make it fast. Here, take this," said the other Maka, as she handed the real Maka a long, shiny kitchen knife, 11 inches at least.

"Why are you doing this?" Maka asked, her voice unsteady as she spoke. Her green eyes were widely set on her new weapon, and her hands gripped it, trying to stop the constant shaking.

"Don't think about it too much." And then the bloodstained Maka started to read the poem that Maka had read off the rock earlier, but the beautiful monster looked up into the sky, as if she knew the elegy off by heart.

"The hands of death will drag you down.

Don't look back,

No one will save you now.

By now Maka had the blade of the knife hovering just over her wrist, and her teeth were clenched to hold back screams, but she couldn't control her body with the other Maka inside her brain.

"The bright of your eyes will disappear,

So will the sound of a heart beating.

Run while you can, little one.

The clock-"

Authors Note! – Oh, how I love cliffhangers. ^-^ You're welcome! Yes, I know the ending sentence cut off early, it was meant to. Now it's up to YOU to contemplate what you think will happen until I can update again. :3 Muahaha! Don't forget to leave a review! See you next time!