Chapter 11
Soul's POV
In the Cell
When I looked around the cell, there was a small window, and it was damp everywhere. Where am I? I decided to look outside of the cell, which were just bars in front of me.
I see 2 guards in front of the cell. The guard to my left has brown hair, and the guard to my right has blonde hair. Jeez, by their behavior, it looks like they could be London guards. They aren't moving, and they also look very serious. But they don't look that strong; I could probably get past them.
I try to get up, but my body still feels really sore. That was one hell of a hit. Ow.
I muster up some strength to turn my hand into the blade part of my scythe. Well, at least I can transform. I guess someone forgot to restrain me. Well, sucks for them and good for me. I should cut the bars down. I don't have any time to waste.
The guards turn around and see that I have a blade for a hand. They then go into a battle stance and pull out some handcuffs. They're planning to restrain me. I won't let that happen.
One of them pulls out a gun and the other pulls out an axe. By the resonance coming from the weapons, I'm guessing that these guards are meisters.
I start striking the bars while dodging bullets. The bars broke down and the brown haired guy to the left of me with the axe lunges at me. The other guard keeps shooting me too. Nobody says this was going to be easy.
I duck down and run behind the brunette. I cut him in his side and blood start pouring out. He falls down and drops his axe. His axe turns into a girl. She has black hair. Looks like my suspicions were right. She starts punching and kicking like she was a karate master or something.
The blonde keeps shooting. God, this is so uncool. I grab the girl by her hair and pull her in front of me to use her as a shield. "If you keep shooting, I will slice her neck off and she will die." The other guard didn't hesitate and kept on shooting and he hit her dead center. Wow, I thought they were comrades. These people are ruthless.
I drop her and run straight for the guard and slip behind him and slash his back. He fell and started bleeding. That shouldn't be so deep to kill him.
His weapon turns into a guy, and it looks like he knows some martial arts too. This guy as black hair too. I duck down again and turn my feet into a blade as well and swiped his from underneath him. The tissue in legs looks to be torn now, which will leave him lame for a couple of days.
Now to go find Maka, but I don't know where she is. Maybe the gun knows. I walk up to him while turning all of my limbs back to normal, and then I grab his shirts. I lift him up while he whelps in pain. "Where is Maka!?" I half growled/half yelled. I was a few inches from his face when I asked my question.
"Ha, I don't know what you're talking about." He half spit/half chuckled back at me.
That got me pissed. I banged him against a wall and turned my fingers into tiny sharp blades. I clawed at his chest and then stabbed into his right shoulder. He yelped in pain and coughed out blood.
"I will ask again, WHERE IS MAKA?" I emphasized every word of my question. I was so mad that I was going to kill him. Hold on Soul, I still need him alive.
He started hesitating, maybe from all of the pain he was going though. I'm not making any progress if we keep this up. I dug my fingers into his shoulder, and he yelped in pain again.
"You better tell me, or I will rip your entire arm right off if you don't. I will count to 3. 1…" I dug in more and wrapped my finger blades around the edge of a bone. He yelled in pain this time, coughing up more blood. "2…" I started to pull his arm away from his body and it popped out of its place. Blood started squirting and gushing out. He screamed and started crying.
"Ok! Ok! I'll tell you! I'll tell you!" He was choking on his words. His eyes were flooding with tears and he was struggling with the good limb that he had left.
"She's upstairs, last door at the end of the hallway! Lord Akuma is there with her! Now, leave me be you fucking monster!" he yelled/cried out as he was suffering in pain while blood was spurting and spilling out every second of his life.
"Good, I will send a doctor as soon as I finish off Akuma Rose." I said while dropping him. I despise that name that it makes me want to puke every time I think of it. I tore a piece of the guy's shirt off and wrapped his shoulder and his chest and legs before I set off to save Maka.
Akuma's POV
I look to my left to find the most beautiful jewel by my side sitting ever so elegantly. I stood up and walked towards my wife-to-be. "The others are setting up our room for the ceremony. We get to finally be together forever just like we have always wanted. Just the 2 of us, for all of eternity." I lean in to kiss her. It started off as a soft kiss, but it turned into passionate ones minutes later. I couldn't resist her anymore. I need her for every second that I live, I need her. She is mine and no one else can or will ever have her.
One of the soldiers barge in and claim that our room is complete. Then he stands to the side to await orders.
"Good. Now go guard the prisoner until further orders." I say as I wave my hand at him to leave.
"Yes your majesty." He said as he bowed and closed the door behind him.
"Now, are you ready my sweet darling, to become my wife and my Queen? Let's go to our room my glowing, glittering jewel. I picked her up bridal-style and start carrying her to the door.
General POV
As Akuma is carrying Maka to the door, the door pops open with Soul carrying an unconscious soldier and blood is splattered everywhere on him. Especially on his hair, face, hands, and clothes.
"There you are you devil." Soul growled after seeing Akuma. Soul drops the soldier and gets into a fighting stance.
Akuma doesn't say anything. He just puts on a disappointed/aggravated face while turning around and walking towards the throne.
"Hey, where the fuck do you think you are going!?" Soul yelled as he was about to attack until he saw what Akuma was holding in his arms. He was holding Maka. Shit, I wonder if I'm too late. I don't think so.
Akuma sets Maka on her throne ever so carefully and then decides to answer back. "You are a bit earlier than I expected. I was planning on letting you out after our special ceremony, so you can see us and have you give up on MY Maka. Unfortunately, we haven't did it yet. I'm also disappointed with my soldiers and guards, but there obviously are too weak to go against a Death Scythe. Oh well, after I kill you, I can go kill everyone else. I don't need any weaklings to serve me and Maka, my Queen." He then starts walking towards soul and bows to him, and then takes his fighting stance. I will protect you Maka, and our love or I will die trying.
"What did you say you sick bastard! You're going to kill all of your soldiers just because they couldn't fight me off! You will pay for this!" he yelled with an outraged face. He crouched down, turned both arms into scythe blades and lunged towards Akuma to slice him. Akuma dodged Soul's attack, and then chuckled.
"That's right. I will kill them all. They are worthless souls if they can't even fight off a single Death Scythe. Now time to die and then we can get on with our ceremony." He said while chuckling. He then lifted his right arm and a light appeared. When the light disappeared, there lied his weapon. A sword appeared. It has a heart-shaped golden handle with black leather where the grip is, and it has a blood-red blade that glimmers like it was a river of blood dripping from its victims. Soul could sense a resonance coming from Akuma's weapon as well.
"Damn you!" he yelled. Soul stood there, ready to attack at anytime. This is weird. I can sense someone in the sword but I didn't see anyone else in the room. What is this? Soul decided to attack again.
He swung one of his blades towards Akuma's chest. Akuma blocked Soul's strike with his sword. Soul flew back from the contact of the 2 blades striking at eachother. Soul landed on his back while Akuma yawned and rested his sword by his side. Akuma obviously wanted to play with Soul's emotions for punishment, for even thinking about Maka.
"What the hell was that?" Soul asked while trying to stand up again. His body is still sore from that previous blow before he passed out.
Akuma walked up to Soul and struck his sword down and dug it into Soul's left sleeve, just barely scratching the edge of Soul's skin. As soon as Akuma tightened his grip, the sword started shaking rapidly to where it started ripping and sawing through Soul's arm. Soul started screaming in pain. Akuma was smiling in delight with Soul's screams and cries.
"What the hell is wrong with your sword? It's acting so strangely." He barely whispered under his breath when the sword stopped shaking.
"There is nothing wrong or strange with my sword. It's just me." Akuma said with a sarcastic insulted look on his face.
"The sword is you? That's impossible. How can you be here and be the sword at the same time?" Soul asked while grabbing his arm in pain.
Akuma pulled his sword up and backed up a couple of steps. "It is possible. As long as this sword and I are in contact, this sword is me. As soon as I lose contact, it disappears and I can just summon it again. I can picture myself as the sword and it appears before me while I remain human." He said while examining Soul's blood on his sword. He started clicking his tongue at Soul and waving his index finger from side to side. "I know it's confusing and hard to understand, but it doesn't matter. You won't live long enough to listen to my explanation." He said while smiling a charming smile and started to strike down his sword and aimed it at his heart.
While Akuma was explain about his sword, Soul was just getting more and more confused. What does he mean by seeing himself in weapon form and suddenly being a meister to one's own self? It's just impossible. But there is no time for that now. I need to defeat this guy now! When Soul saw Akuma getting ready to strike down his sword, Soul turned his feet and tried to swiped Akuma from under his feet. Soul managed to tear some of Akuma's clothes when he struck, but he couldn't actually cut Akuma himself.
Akuma turned his legs into blades which looked exactly like his sword that he was using. Soul was flipped back and rolled a couple of meters away from Akuma, then he stopped on his back. Akuma turned his legs back to normal.
Damn it! It seems I can't get close to him without getting knocked back by his wavelength. Maybe he was telling the truth. If he is, he IS the most powerful and most dangerous being that ever existed. What can I do to stop him? How the hell can I get past him? There has to be a way. Also the blades do look exactly alike. Damn it, this is so not cool. Soul thought while moaning and groaning from being knocked back that far.
Akuma started walking towards the injured Soul. Akuma went down on 1 knee and leaned in real close to Soul's face to where Soul could feel every little disgusting breath from Akuma.
Akuma chuckled and smiled. "I almost feel sorry for you. You were so close to getting your happy ending. Too bad you were too weak to fight me. Now, when you die, Maka will forget about you and fall in love with me, then we can rule this world forever. Then we will embrace eachother every day until the end of time and beyond. I LOVE HER." Akuma emphasized the last 3 words. Akuma is still so close to Soul's face just to see the reactions of him go from determined to dying from the inside out with a horrid expression.
Soul got real pissed now. His face turned from 'in pain' to disgust and anger. How could he even say that. Him loving Maka. That's impossible. He doesn't love Maka in the slightest. I fucking hate him for even thinking that he loves Maka. "You don't love her. You only think of her out of lust, nothing more. I'm going to get Maka out of here after I kill you." Soul said, trying to glare down Akuma, who was glaring at him back.
"Will you now? You are wrong. 1: I do love Maka out of love, not lust. But it is a nice added feature. 2: You will die now, so it doesn't matter if you believe me or not. Now die!" Akuma yelled, slashing down his sword to behead Soul and to get back to his business.
Soul got ticked after hearing that that a bright light appeared. It blinded Akuma, so he couldn't see and fell back. Soul COULD actually see what it was though. It was his scythe. But not just any scythe, it was Soul as a scythe just floating there and giving off a strange light. It had a powerful but warm glow. Then he remembered what Akuma said, It appears before me while I remain human. Soul examined it closely and thought, What would happen if I touched it? He stood up and leaned in and started reaching out towards the scythe and touched the handle. Then white light surrounded everything and blinded Soul to where he had to cover his eyes. When the light disappeared, his hand felt really heavy. He looked at his right hand and there was his scythe that looks just like him. "Woah." Was all he could say.
When Akuma adjusted his eyesight, he saw what Soul was holding. "Hahaha. Looks like you have that kind of power too. Now this won't be just a plain murder. We can have an interesting fight." Akuma then lowered his smile and started glaring are Soul. "I wish I would have stopped playing around and killed you sooner. You are going to be a huge pain in my ass. I just want to enjoy my ritual with my precious Maka." He said with a big annoyed expression. Akuma got serious now. He had murder written all over her face. He got in his fighting stance ready to kill Soul at any moment. "Now die by my hand!" Akuma swung his sword at Soul, but Soul jumped to the side and dodged Akuma, surprising him.
Soul lifted his scythe in front of him. "I won't let that you touch Maka. Now die Kishin. He got into his fighting stance while yelling back at Akuma. He will kill the Kishin to make sure that Maka is safe and sound in his arm.
They both think the same thing before they lunge at eachother. Their last battle for the love of their life.
I will protect you Maka.