Disclamier: I do not own Soul Eater. Hi sorry everyone that I haven't updated in a while, been really busy with school and everything. Ok so I know this chapter is really long though it had to be because a lot of info was needed to be known and I am trying to correct my awful narrative technique. I felt so bad for writing this chapter and so there was a bit of writers block going on because I did not want to write it. But I know what I am doing so yeah…

'PAPA! PAPA PLEASE!'

He didn't move,

'Papa!'

Nothing, not a sound

'please!'

Nothing. There lay her Papa practically dead in her arms, not moving, nor speaking, the only lively action was his shaking breath and the blood that oozed down his face. But Maka kept on begging, pleading even gently shaking him to wake. If he only opened his eyes. Maka just glared at her father cradled by her tiny frame, this, this scene being played before her were so surreal and far, far too familiar. It felt like she had been suck up dry and left there. It felt like there was an icy invisible skeleton hand wrapped itself inside of Maka and clasped her beating heart. She felt cold and dirty all she wanted to do was hide underneath her warm blankets in her room and wake up to find things back to normal. She wanted to wake up and feel the relief when waking up from a nightmare. She didn't want this, it was too much and far too difficult, slowly she placed a shaking hand to her forehead, closed her eyes and let out a shaky breath, she wanted to give up.

'Please, please papa?' she whispered stroking his red locks 'I can't do this…'

A hideous, cringing laugh broke through Maka's focus like a rock breaking glass. With all her might Maka forced herself to looked up to the person that had caused her living hell. Medusa's eyes were bright with hunger and victory, she had won this battle, she knew it and Maka knew it.

Slowly hardly bearing to look away from her father Maka examined her friends, only to feel remorse. Both once strong and filled with fury now found themselves slumped on either side of Maka, greatly injured by the forceful blow. BlackStar was out cold, he lay unconscious as blood seeped through his vibrant blue hair from the impact of flying head first into the stone wall; Tsubaki was crawling towards him, shaking violently, biting her lower lip and whimpering with each of her movements as she had tried to protect her partner. Kid was barely conscious though his eyes were slammed shut as he cradled in a ball both hands now covering the previous wound Steward had bestowed upon him earlier. His clothes were syringed and he yelped in pain as the blood seeped through his hands. Liz semi conscious was shielding him protectively, large bruises now visible on her long bare arms, eyes weak as she trembled aiming Paddy weakly at Medusa.

'Had enough have we? Looks like I was right after all, you all are such a disappointment'

Instead of a growl, hiss, glare, snarl or violent back chatter Maka glanced at Medusa full of remorse. The anger had died along with her strength, all that was left of Maka was nothing, she felt empty and lost as half of her was missing. All the stress the unbalanced emotions had taken a toll on Maka that she couldn't even bring herself to think, all she could do was stare with defeated eyes full of sorrow. She had to admit that she wasn't herself when she first discovered that Soul was abducted, she started to lose herself in misery from what Steward had proclaimed before his departure, the hurt she had caused Soul and it only grew worse the way her friends acted, like when BlackStar stormed out of that meeting, Chrona being more jumpy, Paddy herself had been far too loud even for her and all of them, all of them hurt and fearful. All, each stating everything would be fine when their eyes told her differently, their eyes portrayed their worries, fears. All of these had eaten her, the fact that she had to use her father, the fact that Stein had been hacking his brains out to discover Medusa's hiding place, the fact that they all kept their distance from her, all lying to her, all keeping their true emotions from her, all knowing she couldn't handle it and they were right she couldn't handle it. The old Maka had died, and soon Maka would be dead altogether in a few minutes…

'Vector arrows..'

Stein sore as Chrona practically began to throw a huge fit in front of them. Why did this have to happen now? Just when things were difficult enough this just had to come. What perfect timing. Infuriated and just about to lose it due to the fact he had smoked his last cigarette Stein in agrivation stood there and watched the scene take place in front of him. Chrona still had Ragnarok in his hands waving it dangerously in fear and desperate need of protection. Marie was trying her best at soothing him though it was more begging than calming.

Talking in a deep breath Stein rotated the screw in his head trying to shut out the noise. It was too annoying.

If only I could dissect them-

Stein, eyes wide slammed that though to the back of his head and swore, trying to calm himself. There was absolute no possibility that he could afford to lose his sanity in any regards. He needed to keep cool and contempt. Marie though thinking in the moment threw her focus on him steaming with fury.

'I do not see you helping this situation! So that does not permit you to swear-'she hissed eyes flaring

Perfect this is exactly what I needed…

'Marie-'

'Instead of being as useless as a piece of garbage why don't you come over here and try to help me!' She shrieked

'Mari-'

'-Or do I have to do everything by myself! Though that is expected, isn't it! when all this crap of emotion fly's in I am the one permitted to do handle and fix the situation while you so called professors and death scythes just take your time having tea and biscuits-'

'MARIE!' Stein snapped a little too harshly 'Chrona is in such a state that he cannot hear your words, we cannot do anything apart from act calmly around him and let him come too on his own accord.'

'-But we don't have enough time-'

'-I know!' Stein sighed with frustration 'but in the current situation we are in all we can do is wait-'

Marie snorted as she puffed up her chest her lips pouting in frustration.

'Well I'm afraid that not good enough!' She breathed as she turned to the hysterical Chrona.

'MARIE! DON-'

But Marie ignored him, she ran at Chrona, portraying her calm healing wavelength though it was the biggest mistake that she could have made. Once Marie began to run, Chrona panicked and with one swift move from Ragnarok, the attack came straight towards her. In that instant Stein flew into action. Something similar to a large bite bit him and dragged its long jarred teeth down his side. Stein hissed as he painfully hit gravity, part of the blow damaging his right side and the cave wall behind him. He heard Marie gasp as he tried to focus on her blurry face. Suddenly the ground began to shake, the broken cave only needed a little blow, and Stein only had seconds to glance up at the cave walls as the fallen rocks engulfed his vision.

Maka found herself laying defeated in Medusa's web of arrows, with no reaction she watched the arrows slide around her arms, torso, legs all tightening their grip feeling like they would snap her bones in a heartbeat. But Maka did not speak; all she did was eye the red scythe in Medusa's hands.

Was this really it?

No. no it could not be. Maka didn't know what but something told her she would live, that Soul would live that they would be out of this hell and lives as they once did. Was it hope? Or was it just plain nonsense? Maka tried to ignore it, but suddenly it came flashing back, harder and stronger the cold claw seemed to weaken, Maka sighed. What was happening?

Soon her Maka's thoughts disappeared and cringe erupted through her as she felt Medusa's eyes analyse her. It was as if Maka was a mouse being thrown into a giant wheel and forced to run while others laughed at her humiliation. She hated it and for once Maka wished that Medusa would stop taunting her and just get it over and done with. It was worse than death.

Just kill me!

Suddenly that thought that had once engulfed her hit her stronger, she felt it slam hard into her whole being and again the cold claw that claimed her heart seamed to disintegrate. Tiny warmth filled Maka as she felt a sudden, slight freedom and Maka discovered the pain that the arrows boasted upon her. That hope was starting to get annoying and worse than that Maka didn't even know if it was hope. Hell she didn't know what the hell it was! A cry of pain took her to her senses. Near though slightly lower than Maka was Liz, she seemed to be writhing her eyes slammed shut in anguish her white teeth flashing. She was trying to escape the bonds that bound her and with one last desperate struggle with her left arm Maka heard a terrible crunching sound. Liz's eyes widened and she let out an anguished scream and she gasped in agony sending her sister on a wild rampage.

'Keep on struggling like that sweetheart and the bonds will only tighten either breaking every bone in your body or pull you into.' Medusa withered as if to a child, Liz just sobbed.

Paddy was screaming. She was up higher than Maka, and quite apart from Liz. The younger sister's eyes were wild and savage as she brutally kicked the arrows desperate to get to her sister. Maka watched in horror as the arrows writhed around Paddy like snakes. Finally with an arrow now curled around the enraged girl's skull sending her head forcefully back did she let out a cry in pain releasing her efforts.

'I-I'm ok Paddy!' Liz assured though it sounded more like a desperate command than reassurance, slowly Liz turned to Medusa 'J-Just let h-him go!' She cried tears streaming down her face.

'Now would I give him away that easily?

And with that said Medusa yanked the chain that was connected to the scythe. With a bright flash of blinding light Maka saw her partner that was long lost, her partner that she had not properly seen since a month. The sight of him bought a pang to Maka. He looked like hell. Their he lie unconscious sickly by Medusa's feet.

Maka just gapped at the scene before her as it was Tsubaki's soft sober voice that echoed Maka's thoghts.

'No…no,no,no-no' she wispered

He was as pale as paper and shaking violently. His spikey hair was now dropped across his face and his pure white shirt was now drenched in red blood as if it was dyed. He was skinny and his bones seemed to highlight his gaunt look and his anguished expression. He liked like the dead there was no other explanation.

Liz cried as Paddy seemed to be screaming again and Tsubaki groaned at the sight but Maka didn't even remark. Something snapped inside of her literally. It felt like someone had slapped her hard, though not a brutal slap from an enemy but a blow that was needed by someone that cared, which was twice as painful.

'!'

'Wow what a greeting. How's life Maka good?'

Maka growled as she began to struggle viciously against the arrows. No wonder Liz screamed. Maka gasped as the arrows seamed to bend her bones and a similar crushing noise could be heard.

'Maka please! You need to calm down!' Tsubaki begged as Maka let out another harsh gasp.

Maka stopped struggling but did not give in, desperately she tried to pull away from the grip as she leant over towards him. He looked so helpless…

'SOUL! SOUL ITS ME, MAKA! SOUL! SOUL WAKE UP! PLEASE JUST WAKE UP!' she alarmed as she tried struggling again.

If only he wake up! She needed him to wake. If he woke it meant he was moving, he was breathing, he was alive. Right now he looked- Maka couldn't bring herself to say it but it turned her whole body to cold stone. He needed to wake up- please he needed to be alive-

'Ah well lets wake him shall we?' Medusa smirked as she bent over Soul.

'Don't-you-touch-him!' Maka snarled her heart beating alarmingly fast

Medusa just laughed 'Oh dear, dear Maka… he's mine now'

Maka felt writhing hatred as she glared at the witch watching with fury as Medusa slipped her arms underneath Soul and let his weight drape over her as if he were an accessory. What aggravated Maka the most how Medusa forcefully lolled Souls head over her right shoulder stoking his white locks tenderly.

'Don't you just love what I did with him?' she purred embracing his form making Maka struggle again harshly.

'Maka please!' Tsubaki begged as a muffled screech erupted from Maka.

Maka clenched her teeth as she forcefully began to breathe feeling the arrows loosen their bonds. She needed to stay calm. Medusa was getting to her and Maka knew that was what she exactly wanted. Clutching her hands into fists Maka looked up at the scene, refusing to speak her jaded eyes playing insightful hate upon the witch. If looks could kill Medusa's head would be fifty meters from her body blood pulsating everywhere.

BlackStar began to stir as a mumbled groan sounding like 'getwha?', taking in a large sharp breath. Kid also seemed to be waking from his agony as his head slowly moved around in confusion of his new surroundings.

'Ah looks like everyone is waking up, well we might as well have a reunion shall we not?'

With that Medusa lifted her right arm into the heavenly air and placed the palm of her hand onto Souls chest. Maka gaped as she watched the tattoo snake slip down Medusas arm as it slithered it around her fingers, until it disappeared entirely.

Please no-

Maka's prayers were unanswered; Soul suddenly jerked and screamed writhing in agony as Medusa kept him on her leash by clutching his hair-

Oh GoD!

'STOP IT! JUST STOP IT!' Maka screamed finding her shaky voice.

Again Maka began to kick and she held her breath expecting the arrows to tighten around her though she didn't need to worry. As if listening to Maka's cry Medusa abruptly lifted her hand away from the now gasping Soul and smiled at Maka in delight. Maka didn't care, all she worried about was the boy that now hissing in pain struggling weakly yet so desperately out of the situation he found himself in. His movements; Maka could read him like a book. His bloody hands grabbed onto Medusa's arm as if begging while his pale legs pushed away struggling yet his movements were slow and were caused with uncertainty meaning he didn't know what was truly happening.

'We have company Soul' Medusa murmured as Soul turned away from her a cold shudder shriving down his body. In annoyance Medusa slipped her hands through his hair again and forced his gaze at Maka. 'It was unexpected visit though I am sure you recognise them'

Squinting in pain as Medusa held his hair Soul slowly opened his vacant eyes as he stared at Maka. Those bright crimson eyes that Maka once adored filled with life now stared into hers with nothing than the portrayal of death. Maka examined his features as if she met him for the first time, it was so surreal, he was unrecognisable, and that boy laying in Medusa's grip could have been a stranger. The mind is a powerful tool, when Soul had died in her dream, did that mean-. Relief struck Maka in a heartbeat though worry began to crawl to the surface as she didn't know if to smile or cry. The old Soul, like the old Maka was dead. She analysed as his vacant eyes analysed her, his brows furrowed as if she was a long distant memory and in a heartbeat his eyes widened as he stared at her in disbelief.

'M-Maka?' he croaked

Maka almost lost it. His voice was so weak, beyond a whisper that it was a miracle Maka heard it.

'Y-Yes Soul it's me…Its Maka…w-we are here n-now… we came to save you…'

Soul just stared at her in complete shock, she wasn't even sure he had even heard her. Painfully she watched how desperately he stared at her. Gazing at her, his eyes watering yet no tear fled down his cheeks as he placed a hand on Medusa's trying to loosen the grip on his hair as he eagerly seemed to crawl towards her. His eyes showed his disbelief as he didn't tear away from Maka as if she would suddenly disappear forever, as if she was a figment of his imagination. Maka in return began to struggle.

Medusa laughed at the loss emotion for filling the room between both miester and weapon. Maka just wanted to hug him and never let him go, tell him everything was alright and just keep him, forever until eternity. She hissed as she felt the arrows fig into her skin, if only she could get closer…

'I don't understand why you are here, after all Maka said she didn't want to be his partner right? The partnership was over and in my opinion weapons don't have a say. So it's only fair that he is mine.' Medusa declared playing a Puppy dog pout.

Finally taking the attention off Soul Maka glared at the with such loathing 'he. Is. Not. yours. Maka declared ignoring that her voice had rose a few bars.

A smug smile stretched across Medusa's face 'Oh but he is' she answered by lifting his shirt.

Kid hissed, as his eyes spun with fury.

'You Monster!'

All Maka saw at first was the deep dark navy blue bruises that covered his whole entire torso and the red blood that dripped like ribbons down his broken chest. Though she finally saw what Medusa was referring too and suddenly felt nauseated. The mark on his side.

That metal rod…

There the words shone like lights. An ugly carving of 'Property of Medusa' was calved into him. The words seamed to stick out brightly against the black bruises behind them.

BlackStar was the only to respond.

'You bitch! YOU FUCKING BITCH!' he bellowed now completely awake pulling hard on the twisted bounds.

'Wow what a mouth you have, though it should be expected since you come from…Oh what Clan was it?' She played her eyes haunting. 'You didn't even meet them and look at you- you're acting just like your father…'

This comment seemed to rip BlackStar's fury, he reclined as if someone had told him that someone close had died.

'-though still one must learn one doesn't speak to a lady with such repulse. So how shall we treat this little incident?' she purred the last words rolling off her tongue as her fingers clawed at Soul's tender locks.

'Go ahead, give your best shot I'm not scared of you!'

Medusa's eyes lit up like beacons, a thin smile stretching on her beautiful face.

'Oh I won't conflict physical pain on you that always seems to never work on you kids. So let's conduct a little experiment of our own. Let us experiment with other forms of punishment.'

Maka's heart fluttered into anxiety as the fear flew up through her spine. She knew exactly what Medusa had planned. In a wild panic Maka eyes swam around the arrows, her, friends, the bounds, for any kind of weakness or glitch, anything that could be an escape route. Her eyes fell on her papa, still unconscious he hung amongst the arrows like a dead fish in a net. His head drooped lazily, his deep red hair now covering his eyes as it slumped itself around him, blood dripping from his chin, producing whatever was left in Maka's stomach to be tossed around. He was completely out of it. This wasn't good.

'Now you kids are in for a treat.' Medusa purred as she stared at Soul with complete hunger making the boy shudder.

Medusa's glare scared Maka as she feared it for the worst. Hopelessly her jaded eyes locked onto Soul in worry. If only her eyes could grasp him. Medusa slowly locked her free hand onto Soul's chin, her golden eyes never leaving his face, though instead of hunger her eyes held a gentle touch. Soul glanced at Medusa resulting in him weakly shuddering at her gaze.

What was she playing?

Though before Maka could answer her curiosity, Medusa locked herself onto Soul in a violent kiss leaving the boy to yelp in surprise. His red ruby eyes widened in shock before he slammed them shut in disgust and tried to move away though Medusa hand still gripped his hair while the other still clenched on his jaw leaving him in a dramatic desperation. Arrows flew around his arms and legs as he began to struggle, he cringed and chocked yet could do nothing leaving Maka in a wild fury.

Instead of Paddy Maka was screaming in a wild rampage. She hissed, swore, screeched and kicked violently, red blurring her vision. It was only when she heard Medusa was laughing that she realised that the arrows were pulling violently on her limbs and Maka gasped as she felt as if she was about to split in two.

'MAKA-MAKA-MAKA!' Kid panicked in desperation as he watched the dirty blond in all her wrath. 'STOP IT MAKA! THIS IS WHAT SHE WANTS!' But Maka wasn't listening.

Instead she shrieked and began swearing at the witch that she herself did not know she was capable of. BlackStar was even impressed.

'-FUCKIN PRICK!' Maka finished as she was far beyond words her hateful glarer never leaving her face. If eyes could kill Medusa's limbs would be fifty meters apart with her head. Painfully she felt something pop within her body.

'Maka it's over!' Liz hissed through her pain 'Look its over! Please Maka!'

Suddenly Maka slammed to the reality of the scene. Liz was right Medusa was laughing and Soul was quite apart from her eyeing Medusa in complete shock and distaste.

'Well I never expected such language to come out of your mouth Maka. Have you ever sworn at all? It was done with such purpose.'

'Leave Maka alone you fucking wretch!' BlackStar growled dangerously, but to his hatred Medusa just smiled at him sweetly before bestowing it to Maka.

Maka just growled as she looked into Medusa's bright, knowing eyes. God how she hated the witch.

Medusa finally placed her attention at Soul slowly she leant in closer but Soul just spat at her. A sudden pang hit Maka as she saw the red blood drip down Medusa's cheek as she seductively wiped it off. Soul was definitely unwell she needed to get to him fast.

Medusa climbed on top of Soul and he struggled at the arrows that still bound him, his eyes wary and fearful. Suddenly she leant into his right cheek yet and whispered into his ear. Soul's eyes went wide with horror as he gaped at the witch centimetres away from her. Medusa's eyes hardened as she waited for a response though Soul seemed not to get out of shock.

'What did you say!' Maka barked angry at what caused Soul's expression though Medusa completely ignored her as her eyes analysed Souls.

Finally with Soul still not registering, Medusa stood to her feet and started to walk seductively towards the gang.

'Well if that's your answer Soul I guess I will just have-'

'NO!' He barked and hissed in pain from yelling. 'S-sto..don't- Finally he sighed in defeat as he stared at the ground his long locks hiding his defeated eyes. 'Do w-what you want with-with…m-me' he sighed 'just leave the others alone.' His voice was scratchy and it reminded Maka of sand paper yet it filled with such sorrow, such pain, agony and defeat Maka started to become fearful.

Medusa turned from analysing Liz and walked back to Soul.

'Ah I thought that would be your answer' a smug little, humorous laugh escaped Medusa as she slipped her hand into his hair so she could stare him right in the eye. 'You always value your friends higher than yourself….so loyal' she purred seductively making Soul cringe.

Maka didn't know what was going on though she knew it was dangerous. God! If only she could get out of these bounds!

'Well?' Medusa asked her fiery eyes glancing at Maka with full delight.

Soul looked at her helplessly before his yield. Constraining himself he closed his eyes. Maka got it.

'Soul do-'

Maka never finished. She froze as Medusa repressed herself on top of him as in complete reluctant he began to kiss back. His eyes showed his complete repulse and his defeat as Maka froze in shock. Medusa undid the bounds and pulled one of Souls hands to her face, before turning her eyes at Maka. All Maka did was stare her mouth agape, it was too surreal.

What the fuck are you doing! Come on Maka speak!

Maka didn't even register her thoughts, It was only until a tear slid down his cheek that Maka began to move.

Rage boiled through Maka like a dark, storm about to erupt. Without thinking Maka began to scream again, louder as she gritted her teeth hissing like an animal. This time Tsubaki responded.

'Maka! ple-'

'FUCK-SUPID-FUC-SH-HOR-SOUL!' was all Maka managed to screech though to her anger with no prevail.

So in complete anger that needed to be released she just screeched. It was loud, and reckless. Maka's screech could of shattered glass if there was any found within the marble stone and it echoed thought the room in a haunting fashion. Everything went quiet from Liz's sobs to BlackStar's insults. Even Medusa had stopped her torture game. She has pushed Soul away that was now gagging and coughing extensively as she looked at Maka her, eyes screaming with achievement. That's when Maka stopped, shame flushing threw her. She had just given what Medusa was wanting but instead Medusa just said:

'Looks like my experiment is failing. Shall we attach another approach?'

'Fuck off!' BlackStar hissed finishing with muttering under his breath 'Fuckin whore'

Medusa's eyes flew to him before she spoke:

'I'll take that as a yes'

Soul now toppled on the floor panting hard suddenly gasped. The whole room froze including Maka's heart. His eyes went wide before he slammed them shut, his jaw suddenly became rigid as he tried to hide his agony. Maka choked on the scene and without thinking began to struggle at the bounds though this time they did not crush her, they just held her in place. That's when Maka found herself within Medusa's torture game.

'What are you doing?' Maka panicked as she knew Soul's agonising expression was never going too disappeared from her memory in any short time.

'Did you seriously think I kissed him for no reason? My dear Maka, I kissed him for a reason, how else were my snakes going to feast?'

Maka's heart stopped as she looked desperately at Medusa's arms and legs and to her horror the snakes that once decorated the witch's body had disappeared. Medusa was right. A muffled yelp followed by groaning and whimpering escaped Soul's clenched teeth as he violently bit his lip from spilling his agony. This interested Medusa as her attention focused on the stubborn boy beneath her.

He was toppled over, the bounds that once restrained him had dispersed allowing him to stiffen and hiss and whimper in agony as he slammed his eyes shut.

All the anger flew from Maka as worry replaced it. All she wanted to do was run over, grab Soul, take the pain away hell she would take his place in a heartbeat. This wasn't fair!

'Ok-we-get-it-!' Maka panicked as she looked at Medusa but knew from the witches focus that she had not heard Maka. Her stone eyes were eyeing the boy before her as if he were a puzzle piece. Medusa was in a world of her own.

'Medusa! Stop it!' She shrieked

Finally Medusa seemed to notice her, and then all hell went lose.

Completely lost of will power Soul began to scream bloody murder. Maka yelped in response her heart ripping along with it as he began to thrash in agony. His scream seamed to shatter the room as his long cries rang harshly in her ears.

'STOP IT! PLEASE! JUST STOP IT!' Maka croaked over Soul's cries 'ITS OK SOUL! ITS OK!'

What the hell was she saying…

Tears fled down Maka's cheeks as she watched the horrific scene before her. Soul was now trembling violently eyes tightly shut as another horrifying scream echoed through the room.

'PLEASE! PLEASE! IM SORRY!'

That broke it. Medusa's attention flashed on Maka as she turned to face the girl, her cat like eyes wide in shock. It had done it though, the connection was lost and Soul was now gasping for air, relief consuming his face as his clenched eyes began to relax.

'What did you just say?'

'IM SORRY!-IM SORRY FOR COMING HERE, IM SORRY FOR ATTACKING YOU, FOR BREAKING IN, FOR EVERYTHING!-JUST PLEASE DON'T HURT HIM PLEASE!'

Just don't hurt him, please….please….

Medusa practically gaped at Maka her eyes full of fire as a small smile stretched across her face, but Maka didn't care. She didn't care if she looked stupid as the tears easily fled down her cheeks. She didn't care that she was begging and her pain was easily portrayed. She didn't care if she looked weak, all she wanted was Soul not to be hurt, and hell she would kiss Medusa's feet if she had to.

'But what if you are lying?'

Maka wasn't suspecting that. 'W-What?'

'How can I know that you're completely sorry, in fact I bet you're not remorseful at all' Medusa smirked

'No!NO! I am sorry! I am! Please!'

But before Maka could beg any more, Medusa flung her arms towards the freezing air fingers outstretched.

'One must learn never to lie'

And with those words said she violently clamped her hands.

'mhnngth-!'

A strangled scream escaped Soul's lips followed by terrible screeching, twisting Make's insides as all she provided was panic and distraught. realisation had finally kicked in. She couldn't do anything, she had no control, suddenly she felt that there was great barrier between her and Soul, It was if dark freezing cold, stone hard hands held Maka back as nature took its fate. He was dying and all she could do was watch and let it proceed. It wasn't fair. Suddenly Soul threw himself on his back his screams becoming louder and horse as fresh blood began to stain his shirt. Maka's heart flashed into drive.

'WHAT ARE YOU DOING!' Maka screeched

Medusa her face now faced with a bored fashion lifted the screeching boy's shirt and Maka screamed in horror. She saw the snakes ripping out of his scar in a disgustful fashion leaving great sores as blood pursued everywhere. Maka screamed again as all she could recall as oh God! She knew this was going to haunt her for the rest of her life. Maka now choking sobbed desperately trying to escape her bounds, this wasn't fair, and she wanted the barrier to break. She wanted to fix it, but she couldn't. It was impossible. Soul suddenly went limp as he collapsed to the floor, unconsciousness consuming him, eyes closed; not speaking, then she lost it.

'IM SORRY! IM SORRY!IM SORRY! IM SORRY! IM SORRY! DO WHATEVER YOU WANT TO ME! Please…please…' Maka broke down. She cried hard and long finally ending in quiet choking sobs.

'Looks like our little experiment has concluded.'

Maka didn't care about Medusa's torment as she looked down at the ground watching the large, wet tears fall from her eyes. Slowly Maka found herself floating down towards the hard marble floor as the arrows slipped and disintegrated away from her. Maka didn't even have the strength to stand as more sobs escaped her. Until she reached the ground. Just as her legs felt the cold chilling rock Maka in desperation, using all her strength she could possess ran towards her partner.

's-s-soul' She finally managed in a croaky whisper.

Maka began to crawl to the boy practically lying dead few meters from her until she discovered that few arrows had remained and were restraining her from moving. She began to cry instead. Suddenly large feet blocked her view and standing before her was Free.

'You wanted to see me my lady?'

'Yes, place these students in the cell, apart from this one' Medusa mused as she lightly kicked the unconscious Spirit so she could get a clearer look at his face. 'I want to keep this one.'

'NO!' Maka screeched as she thrashed on her bounds. She was broken with Soul and she didn't know how she would be if it was her father as well, but all she felt was Free grab the collar of her shirt.

'NO! PAPA! STOP! PLEASE! PAPA! PAPA!' Maka screeched as she began to struggle wildly trying to wake him up.

'PAPA! PAPA! WAKE UP!-STOP! PLEASE MEDUSA DON'T! STOP!' Free grunted at the struggling girl and Maka suddenly found herself heaved off the ground.

'PAPA!'

Medusa just watched the hysterical girl kick and screech her blood shot eyes wild, pleading to her enemy. It was funny seeing once a strong girl, now completely frantic and weak, practically begging. Medusa watched Maka crying the horrific, wild fear cascaded in her jaded eyes, her screeches fading as she was pulled away from her father and Soul. Medusa smiled as delight filled her stomach, this was all going perfectly well, she smirked as she saw the unconscious boy beneath her, black blood was now seeping in his stained bloody shirt. Her laugh echoed again as she watched the prisoners leave her sight.

'SOOOUULL!'

And that's it, man this took me ages and I'm sorry if some of it doesn't make sense it was really painful to write and now I am feeling completely guilty.