Maka's POV

glad you finally broke free from that shitty spell. I heard a voice the moment I walked in the meadow. My gaze immediately drifted to the lone tree. Below it, shrouded by the shade, was a figure slouching on it's large visible roots.

(Abyss?)I said but came out like a question.

Hey! he said when I closed in.

(What's wrong with you? You look so.. so beaten up.) I commented as I traced my fingers on his face, full of beads of sweat. The rising and falling of his chest was faster than normal.

Well, I had quite a situation here while I was sealed. he said in a hurried and like short of breath way.

(I'm sorry.) I apologized and held his hands; they were surprisingly cold.

You don't have to apologize. It wasn't anyone's fault, more like, you suffered too. he said and patted my head.

(But I.. I let my guard down.. I was careless. I let myself fall into Wes' hands.)

Hey! you couldn't do anything then! you were sleeping when he performed the ritual! He said and tried to cheer me up.

(Yeah.. By the way, what made you so exhausted as this?)

Well, the night when that cocky prince performed the spell, a strange murderous aura leaked in. I felt alarmed and was about to take over your body since you were still exhausted and powerless from having your blood sucked when a chain wrapped around me; sealing me in. I tried to break free but stopped when a voice reverberated in this space. It said 'What a surprise! Their heir managed to grab the legendary 'Abyss'. I'll tell you something good, oh legendary one. Do you know I was released by the daughter of the one who sealed me? HAHA, could you believe how ironic life can be? to actually be freed by their own flesh and blood?' He said those and chuckled darkly. he narrated for me in full detail. I pondered on the story he just discoursed.

Who is that 'someone' my parents sealed?

I continued to ponder and didn't notice Abyss healing himself up. A hand on my shoulder made me snap out of my thoughts and raised my head to meet his emerald dragon-like orbs.

I suggest that you learn using your gift already, and I mean 'learn' like using them consciously not unconsciously. he said with a stern look. He's got a point. If I continue to go with my pace, I'm sure as hell that the Elmerian Race will be forever erased in the face of the Demon's Realm. I nodded softly and he helped me up.

(Who will teach me?)

I asked when the question hit me. He gave me a smug look.

Do you see any other one here?

he answered sarcastically. I rolled my eyes with a scoff but smiled when he grinned like a kid.

(Then, I'm in your care. Shall we get down to it?)

I said and pumped my fists as a way of showing my determination.

Oh! But don't you whine with how I train you, are we clear?

he said with full authority in his voice; hands on his waist, emphasizing our relation for the time being- Trainer and Trainee.

(Crystal Sir!)

I answered and mockingly saluted to him.

Then Let's start from activating your eye.

he said as his orbs glowed a pretty shade of light emerald which I recognized looks similar to mine..

This is it! No more turning backs or cowering in fear Maka!

I told myself, strengthening my resolve.

Soul's POV

Maka fell asleep halfway down the ferris wheel. Our cart already came to a halt as the door was opened for us. I didn't want to wake her as she looked so stressed and exhausted, so I picked her in a bridal style. I stepped out of the cart and was greeted with a wide-eyed and gaping gang.

"What?" I half-asked and half-spat and raised one brow. They all kept silent at first.

"What happened to Maka?" Tsubaki, being the one to break the silence, asked.

"She's just exhausted, so she's sleeping." I answered with a shrug.

"Shall we wait for her to wake up before we head home?" Liz asked.

"I think it's better if we stay another night at Maka's house. It's gotten pretty dark anyway." I said like a matter of fact. They all just stared at me as I raised my head and looked at the vast darkness hovering over us.

"Well?" I said when I noticed they weren't moving and kept their gazes locked at me.

"Do you want me to carry her?" Kid asked like he was being symphathetic of me.

"Or I could do it if you want? I'm sure Tsubaki wouldn't mind?" Black Star said and turned to his girl as if asking for her permission.

"I don't mind. I think we should help them with all we've got." Tsubaki said with a smile.

Did they get a loose screw in their head?

"Hell no! Are you crazy? I WILL carry her." I cried possessively. So yeah, I am that kind when I drop the cold attitude gets a bit possessive, especially around Maka. She was that single entity- a single ball of fire- that seemed to have melted my solid frozen heart. I had developed such cruelty and coldness after I saw Mother die in the Kingdom of Fire Catastrophe. I hadn't imagined that this seemingly fragile yet powerful demon was able to warm me and made me feel alive again. I couldn't care less about my world before I met this sweet girl and all of those changed with such a simple act of happiness; a smile. At first, I thought she was pretty dumb and an idiot when she approached and befriended me, but as I learned about her, I gradually felt myself being pulled towards her. She was a succubi in my eyes, my very own sweet succubi.

"O-Okay, we get it just calm down, Soul." Liz said and raised her hands, gesturing to calm me down.

"If you insist on it, Shall we go home then? We'll have to crash in her house again after all." Kid sighed as he turned and walked ahead first. The others followed after him while I purposely fell behind. I stared at her angelic sleeping face as she snuggled in my arms, I couldn't stop the smile that found it's way on my face when I heard what she murmured in her sleep-filled state.

"I love you, Soul." she says. I pulled her close to me and kissed her lips gently as I shifted her so she's comfortable.

"I love you too, Maka. Sleep tight." I whispered lovingly in her ear and caught up with the gang assembled in Kid's car.

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"TAKE YOUR FILTHY HANDS OFF MY ANGEL!" Spirit scolds for the hundredth time by now. I ignored him and kept Maka encased within my arms. He growled at me and struggled free from my spell. Alright, call me a cheater if you want, but anyone who tries to disturb Maka from her peaceful sleep can just say Hi to a post or a chair- or whatever it is that I can tie you and render you incapable of moving nor twitch a muscle- and for that matter, Maka's Pervert Father, Spirit, is currently tied to his seat, and no I don't mean tied with a rope, he's tied with my chains; sadistic, aren't I?

"Soul-kun, wouldn't you want to take a sleep? it's already so late in the night, it's high time that you should be taking a night's rest." Maka's sweet and kind Mother said worriedly. Maka really inherited from this woman her worrywart attitude, sweetness and kindness.

"Thank you, Kami-san, but I am fine, I'm used to this.. and besides, I might not be able to sleep anyway." I said with all honesty and smiled and turned to Maka, sleeping so soundly in my lap.

"I won't force you then. Goodnight Soul, and Oh! Could you please undo his binds? You wouldn't let him sleep like that, would you?" she said and pointed to Maka's Father. The red-head-pervy snarled at me when we made eye contact. I think she noticed I was hesitating in letting him go, with him in that state.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of him." she said and strode closer to him. I focused on my chains and summoned them back; letting him free.

"YOU BAST-" he stopped when Kami-san cupped his cheeks and pulled him down and met his lips. I blushed and immediately turned away. They started making out in front of me and their daughter, not that Maka could see them, but they really don't care about PDA. I cleared my throat when everything started to get heavy around them. They looked my way when I seemed to catch their attention.

"Oh sorry. Things got a little out of hand." Kami-san said sheepishly and started dragging an annoyed Spirit away. I nodded in acquiescence as they treaded up the stairs. I turned back to my priority and sighed in relief as she slept peacefully and snuggled impossibly close, warming me almost instantly.

Shinigami.. I doubt I'll ever get tired of looking at this girl's face.

I thought and brushed a bunch of her locks obstructing her face and planted a kiss on her forehead.

"I love you, Princess." I whispered and linked our hands together before sleep surprisingly dragged me to it's world.

Wes' POV

The moon was high and full. It's been almost a week now but the moon remained full like it was the day I performed the ritual, and it had been almost a week now since I'd been bedridden. I feel so weak like I am a human. The sleeping time I had got lesser with the excruciating pain that shots thru my every nerves every 5 hours and also the shitty fact that it's almost a week now too that my Father just let my Maka get taken away by my damn annoying brother.

*4 days ago*

"Maka! Maka! Stay with me! Don't close your eyes, Dammit!" he cursed as panic shot his nerves- losing his cool- making him temporarily forget he was in the presence of countless Demon aristocrats, me; his Older Brother, and the reigning ruler of Hellion; his Father. Maka's eyes fluttered to a close as her hand that tried to reach out for my younger brother, Soul, fell limply to her side. Soul froze and took her small hands in his.

"It's cold.. Maka.. Please.. Stay with me.. Don't leave me please.. I beg of you." he stammered shakily and brought her hands to his face and started trailing soft kisses on them. A lone tear finally escaped his eyes as they shifted from a color of crimson to a glowing scarlet.

"Maka.." I called softly and took a step closer to them. That's when his gaze shot up to meet mine and gave me his death glare, one I've never seen before, one that tells me-I just created a monster that'll kill me myself. I felt a lump form in my throat and I swallowed it. I've never felt this scared in his presence- no, not even once- but that just happened today, I am cowering in fear with just him glaring at me, but because I am older than him AND I am of higher ranking, I kept it all hidden inside.

"Don't you dare take another step from there Wes." he stated firmly. I swear I could practically feel the venom dripping from his every word and didn't miss the chills that accompanied them. I swallowed once again before I formulated the things that comes rolling off my tongue.

"And who're you to command or restrict me? you are JUST my little brother." I said with confidence wrapped around my words. He growled low and kept his dangerous eyes locked with my normal state crimson eyes.

"Trust me, I don't want to rip your head off so back off while I still am able to recognize you as the Crown Prince AND my older brother." he said once again, the venom not leaving his words. I am not sure what made it but the fear that I tried to push aside came resurfacing, intensifying as I stared in his eyes. Something tells me I shouldn't push my luck, this person before me isn't the once brother of mine who'd just brush everything around him off and not care, my instinct says this guy's threat is no air. I felt myself take a step back. His gaze flickered from mine to Father's. He was looking at the scene unfolding before him rather amused.

"I see, it has affected you quite well." he stated vaguely and stared at his scarlet red eyes brighten every passing moment.

We sure are screwed if Father continues to provoke Soul. Right now isn't the right time to provoke someone as dangerous as him. I admit that, because I, too, am already shaking not with excitement but of fear at the person before me, and if Father and Soul clashes at this moment, they'll surely relive another armageddon. I am sure Soul won't stand a chance though, but seeing as Father can't control his power and does not how to hold back, he'll surely wipe all these dem-

I was cut on my thoughts when Father's voice crushed my wall of worries, especially his words.

"Go and take her if you like. I won't hold you down. She's the reason you came back right?" He said, the amused expression not leaving his face. I furrowed my brows in confusion as I listened to their conversation.

"Oh! You can take back your friends too, I won't stop you or tail you or ask a few assasins to follow you and behead you. I won'd do it I swear." he beamed cheerfully.

How can he be cheerfull while saying such cruel things?

I thought as I watched Soul stand on his feet without much words and with Maka on his arms. I abruptly took a few steps to chase them when he started descending from the stage. I halted when Father held his hands in front of me.

"Let them go. You can't do much about it anyway." he said, not bothering to take a glance at my look of vexation.

"What do you mean Father?" I asked, feeling my eyes glow of anger.

"You are no where close enough to Soul. You are a pathetic weakling whom I granted the title of crown prince solely because you are the eldest and because Soul lost his motivation." he whispered loud enough for me to hear yet soft enough for others not to overhear. I felt like I had just been drained of a hundred worth of lifespan with what he confessed.

All this time I was blindly following his every command? I was foolishly thinking I had to do my best since I am destined to inherit the throne? Dammit!

I thought as my insides flare with anger and I literally hissed at my Father- the lone person I looked up to. I can't help it, I felt too betrayed. His eyes shifted immediately to that scarlet shade like Soul's.

"You do not hiss at me you weakling. I can waste you easily like stepping over a tiny insect." he bit harshly. Well, Truth does hurt always, just like the fact that Maka can never be mine no matter what ritual I do, she always and will always go back to Soul. I dropped my arms to my side as I helplessly watched them walked away. I turned back to Father and shot him a look of disgust and betrayal before I stormed out of the room. I immediately went to my room and packed my things to follow after them.

There's no way in Shinigami's name am I allowing that shitty brother of mine take her.

I thought and was about to leave thru my window when the door to my room opened and revealed a very bright scarlet eyes staring at me, angrily.

"If I were you, I would stop that foolish plan of yours. I can easily see through you Wes, mind you that." he said sternly and stepped in the room- pacing towards me. I was about to answer him and prove my point for chasing after them when an excruciating pain shot through me, feeling like being sliced apart again and again. I clutched my chest and came face to face with the floor. I gasped for breath as I slowly pushed myself up and look at the face of my Father that never showed mercy.

"Wh-What's the meaning.. ugh.. of this Father?" I sneered.

"I am not doing anything 'Son', that pain is the feedback of your little stunt ritual." he said nonchalantly and strode to sit at a big burgundy chair, flipping his long coat over so he will not sit on it.

"aghhh. ahh. Wh-What do you mean.. haa.. with ritual?"

"Oh please don't tell me you forgot about all of it and thought Maka was really in love with you?" he said and snickered. I lowered my eyes as it hit me almost immediately.

Yeah, Maka doesn't love me, and she never will when she remembers I sealed her memories.

I pondered and reflected on my actions. It was dumb of me to believe my Father's lies. First, it lead me to depression and Second, it lead Maka to hate me even more. I seriously am fed up with all of these, please just kill me already.

Just hurry up and end this for me.

I thought as darkness slowly took over me and I hugged it willingly, ready- no, begging would be the right word for it I guess- for Shinigami to take me and gladly take his offer of eternal rest, but it was just wishful thinking. I just found myself opening up my eyes to tge familiar darkness with the full still out and the soft mattres comforting my sore body. I tried to get up but just as I'd guess, I was drained of energy. I plopped back to bed and stared off into the ceiling. I jolted of surprise when I felt a burning sensation on the back of my eye and my vision suddenly blurred, hot liquid streamed down my temples and wet my hair then landed on my pillow. That's when I realized; I shed a tear for the first time over my hundred year existance.

Shit! Fuck all this crap! I just want Maka. I don't care if you fooled me and used me as a stepping stone to prepare Soul for inheriting the throne, just.. just let me have Maka./

I thought as more liquid poured out of my eyes and wet my pillows.

Don't you just pity Wes? Well, He IS a bastard after all. So yeah, here come's the POLL!

If you were Maka and Wes asks for forgiveness, Would you? Or Would you not forgive him? And Why?

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