The world seemed to slow down to where it was painful for Kid. Maka's look of determination morphed into one of horror, but it was too late to stop. Abraham lifted your body, though it was hard to tell who would hit the blade first: Abraham, or you.

Maka's blade drew closer and closer as your body was lifted higher and higher to block the path, but it was too late; the blade hit where the pentagram was inches away from your body.

Just then, the seal seemed to crack and glow along with the impact. The same happened with your own symbol on your chest and in an instant everyone was blasted back by a strong force as white light blinded everyone's vision.

When the light faded and everyone could blink away the spots in their eyes; Kid, Liz, Soul, and Maka visibly gasped at the sight before them. You floated off the ground, your once simple outfit now a beautiful corset and skirt made of brown and white feathers.

Your skin glowed heavenly, your hair flowing around your face as though you were underwater. Beautiful wings spread out from your shoulder blades, big enough to keep you afloat but small enough to not overpower your figure. Feathers stuck out of your hair gracefully, and the years of pain and sleepless nights couldn't be seen on your face. It was as though you were the version of yourself you would have been if you hadn't been through that hell, and no one knew what to think of it.

"Incredible..." Maka whispered and Kid could only nod. He could feel Liz and Patty's reactions through their soul wavelengths and he held them tighter in his hands. All the withes they had seen didn't have that kind of aura, and Kid didn't know if it was from the alchemy, your awakening as a witch, or something else.

You gently raised your hands without opening your eyes, and the walls around everyone began to peal away and destroyed in the same bright light that blinded everyone before. Everyone was gently lifted and placed on the ground, the house of horrors now completely gone. If Kid hadn't known better, he wouldn't have known the house had been there at all.

An angry yell broke them out of their spell and Abraham lunged at you. Kid lifted Liz and Patty in response, panic bubbling in his chest. Abraham's soul was much different, the only patches now were his, Kid's, and a few other witches. But the beautiful patches that were yours and your mothers were long gone and Kid could sense them back in their rightful place: you.

Before Kid could shoot, you spun around and kicked Abraham hard in the face. He went flying into a tree, the base snapping in half like it was a toothpick. Kid aimed but Maka stood in his way. "Kid, it's her fight. She has to end this, not us."

Kid reluctantly lowered Liz and Patty, his body not relaxing as he watched. Abraham weakly got onto his feet. He glared at you, spitting out a knocked out tooth and some blood. "You're going to regret ever doing that."

You finally open your eyes and they were bright and beautiful, glowing with life and wisdom that belonged to you and your mother. It was as though you were old and young at the same time, a bond that had been missing and separated for far too long.

"Either way, you may have gotten you and your mother's souls back...but I still have three more!" His soul wavelength increased and Kid watched as one of the patches of souls took over and Abraham became more cat like. His pupils turned into slits, his fingernails growing longer and sharper, two of his teeth growing into slight fangs.

"The Lion Witch was a bitch to kill, but her soul was worth it in the end." He crouched down, his fatherly look being tucked in to become stronger and healthier looking.

He sprung up faster than even Kid could react and was lunging at you. You dodged without a care, though his claws grazed your cheek. You didn't flinch, the blood slowly crawling down your cheek.

Abraham turned around to create another strike, but your form vibrated before disappearing completely. Abraham's claws went through thin air and he jerked around, trying to find where you are.

Roots shot out of the ground and when he tried to jump out of the way, they tangled around him and pulled him to his knees and onto the ground. He struggled, trying to use his claws to set himself free, but the roots kept coming back until he couldn't move at all.

You appeared behind him and gently landed on the ground. You wrap your arms around his shoulders and close your eyes. A moment later, you pull back to reveal an orange and black striped soul in your hands. Abraham's feline look disappeared, changing back to how it originally was. He stared into thin air, shaking lightly at the sudden lack of soul.

You gently grasp the soul and close your eyes, smiling. It faded in your hands, a sense of peace coming from the remains of its wavelengths. "You're free," you mumble.

Abraham shudders, a growl ripping from his chest. He tears through the vines as the patch in his alchemist soul sets in. His skin became more scaly, eyes turning back into slits and glazed over as his teeth become progressively sharper.

He flung around and snapped at you, his teeth digging into your flesh. You flinch and try to yank your arm away, but it's no use. He flings you up and spins you around, twisting your arm until the flesh bled and your arm snapped. He only let go when you kicked him in the jaw and flew high into the air, holding your badly wounded arm.

Abraham smiled up at you, your blood dripping down his jaw as he grinned. "The crocodile's death roll is meant to rip apart limbs and drown a crocodile's prey...you got lucky, darling." He spat out some of your blood. "Birds weren't meant to be taken down by crocodiles like that, but that won't stop me from tearing you apart limb by limb."

You frown down at him and vibrate, disappearing. This time, Abraham listens closely as he waits for your next move. You appear close to him and he whips around to strike, but it's too late. You shoot out sharp feathers at him and they slice into him, creating deep cuts in his arms and one right into his gut.

You speed towards him but he spins around and smacks you hard. You go flying, and he's behind you in a second. His teeth sink into your shoulder and begins the death roll again.

You scream in pain and in a flash, your body morphs into many birds and fly out of his hold. You form into your human body, clutching your new wound with your good arm. He slices at the air and blade like tools fling at you. You make chirping noises and wave your arm, a giant black feather protecting you from the attack.

You throw the giant feather at Abraham and he dodges it, but the feather quickly wraps around him and he falls hard to the ground. You land next to him graceful and kneel at his body, placing your hands over his heart.

You step back a moment later and in your hands was a glowing green soul of the Salt Water Crocodile Witch. You closed your eyes and smiled as it faded away to the next life, and Abraham's appearance going back to normal.

Abraham now coughed up some of his own blood, trembling from the loss of yet another soul that made up his being for so long. Kid watched as Abraham's soul became increasingly unstable, the alchemy leaking from his body too quickly.

He hunched forward and placed his weight on his hands as he continued to cough up blood. His body trembled, his skin growing pale and sickly. In a blink of an eye, he looked much older than Kid had seen him before. Where he had once looked like a proud father, he now looked as though he could be in his late sixties.

Abraham's body went from trembling out of weakness to trembling in anger. "I refuse to let my hard work over the years be destroyed by a little brat like you!" Power shot through him and, out of all the souls he had gone through, this one made you flinch.

His hair grew jet black, his face becoming white and hollow looking that reminded Kid of his father's mask. Abraham's clothes turned jet black, spikes shooting out of his shoulders and along his back.

Kid felt a chill go down his back as he gazed at a part of his own soul. He could see only one stripe across the glow of it, but it was enough for Kid to know that it no longer was just your fight.

He moved to pull the trigger, but in that instant a large black dome shot around you and Abraham. Liz and Patty's bullets knocked right off the shield and Kid could feel his soul become weak. In the darkness of the shield, he could sense your soul faintly and the abomination that was Abrahams. And if he concentrated hard enough, he could see the one stripe on Abraham's soul that he borrowed from Kid himself.

Kid thought about how ironic it had been that the whole time he thought he was there to save you, in reality, you had been saving him all along from the demons that haunted him. You were stronger than you made yourself believe, kinder, and filled with so much more potential. Kid felt his legs give and he began to fall to the ground, knowing his own fate was now in your hands.