Sorry for the slow update. Taking a break to work out some details in the plot and whatnot. A huge round of applause and thanks is due to DemonRaily, without whom this story would have been trashed long ago. C:
And now, a Soul Eater world POV that's more than just shell-shocked depressing reactions!
A QUESTION { Liz }
As soon as Soul could be dragged, kicking and slashing, from the bloody circle; Tsubaki could be woken from her shell-shocked, sobbing trance; and Sid had gotten Patty to stop pointing me threateningly at everything around her besides the other two weapons, we had been transported via helicopter and plane back to the DWMA. An emergency meeting had been held immediately upon our return. Seated around a long conference table in the stormy gray Death Room were Lord Death, Spirit, Sid, Azusa, Marie, BJ, Soul, Tsubaki, Patty, and myself.
"What happened?" Sid asked, voice low and urgent. "Tell us the entire thing, start to finish."
Seeing as I was the only one out of the four that could formulate appropriate words, I cleared my throat, wiped the tear tracks away, and started in a hoarse but controlled whisper. "We were fighting that- that thing. Pride. That's what he called himself. He can summon shadows around him, blades that cut through everything but us weapons." I stammered on 'everything', and beside me I felt Soul shudder. "There was something off about him the whole time. Kid and Maka could sense it, I think- it was a little confusing. Then... we tried a combo." I swallowed and lowered my gaze. Soul picked up my trail.
"BlackStar and Tsubaki were restraining the bastard, then Maka and I tried hitting him with Genie Hunter just before Kid shot him with Death Cannon," the albino weapon continued in a low mutter. "He freaked and... lashed out. None of us saw it coming, how could we? It was faster than we could see, faster than Kid could see. One minute they were standing and the next..."
Patty finished harshly, "We hit the floor. Pride's shadows kept us from transforming, while more of 'em drew a funky circle 'round Kid n' the other two. Then some creepy-ass white bastard with a long black ponytail walked up and clapped his hands, then put 'em on the ground at the edge of the circle. Blue lightning n' stuff covered them, then they were gone."
A heavy silence fell. No-one spoke. I almost wished they would, to distract me from the heavy though weighing on my soul, on all of our soul's.
(What if they didn't make it?)
(And where did they go?!)
Next chapter will feature a long and lengthy author's note explaining some of the details that will hopefully clear up the plot a little more.
Kat