Soul


This wasn't cool. This wasn't cool at all.

First I was poked and prodded with sharp lab equipment, my 'soul' examined by Dr. Freaks-Me-Out and now…

Now there were two wolves fighting an armed stranger in Kidd's living room. Thank Death he was off on some retrieval errands to 'get us more help'. I was really starting to worry about the functionality of our group in the first place. I'm not really sure we need more weirdos running around this place. But that wasn't my call. I was just one lone Vampire/Grigori thing in a sea of other crazy Immortals trying to get ready for the end of the world. No pressure. No responsibilities. No worries.

I wish.

I could feel Maka's nervousness ebbing off her in waves as she watched Tsubaki and Blackstar spar with the weird human with a sword. Something felt wrong about that sword. Just looking at it gives me a headache.

Maka took a step back, her shoulder bumping gently with mine. My hand found hers even though my eyes didn't leave the crazy scene in front of me. I mean, this guy was actually blocking Blackstar's attempts to bite him and Tsubaki's swipes. He was incredible.

We were all doomed.


Blackstar


Blackstar growled in frustration as he finally began shifting into his second wolf form. Finding that he simply wasn't strong enough was really hurting his ego.

Tsubaki's attacks were calm and powerful, but still they haven't been able to land a single hit. At least they weren't taking any damage themselves. It was almost like he was holding back.

The wolf prince was still trying to process the loss of his clan, if it was truly gone, and the fact that he had brought this piece of trash here to begin with. It was eating him alive. Ever since his eyes had fallen on Tsubaki and he had become enchanted with his queen's ethereal beauty he'd spent less and less time leading his clan as he should. And he knew that. He had plans to introduce Tsubaki to them all, to officially marry her in the eyes of the clan. But everything was getting in the way. Moving too fast or requiring too much of his time.

The stranger swiped again, missing Blackstar's throat by millimeters. There was a heat to the stranger's blade as it moved through the air. The heat alone seemed to leave a brand on his skin from the almost contact.

Blackstar could feel the eyes of their friends on him. He almost asked them to join in, but they aren't very good at group attacks yet. Soul being out of commission for three days had left everyone too on edge to train properly.

Tsubaki let out a growl as she snapped forward, finding an opening in the man's attacks. His sword clattered to the ground, his wrist firmly in her mouth. Blackstar could have finished him, but instead he kicked the sword out of reach, watching as the man's face turned into a snarl of disgust as he fought to pull his hand out of Tsubaki's grasp.

"Let go you disgusting beast!" He screamed out and Tsubaki flinched. Blackstar felt his soul shatter with the wounded look in her eyes.

Tsubaki bit down harder, rewarding her with the screams of whoever this was. Tsubaki's mind reached out to him, supplying the answer to a question he didn't ask.

'My brother.'

Blackstar could feel himself shifting down, his power being reigned into a smaller frame. Pain in his joints was all that was left from the transformation as his arm snakes out to grab the man's dirty shirt, hoisting him up off the floor. Dark purple eyes full of madness looked down at him, pleading for something.

Death.

This man he had found weak and dying in the woods wanted death. Blackstar could feel it in his bones. Tsubaki let go of the man's wrist to stand next to him, her wolf form shed to reveal tears running down her cheeks.

"The world will be filled with madness once Asura is awakened! Kill me now! Kill me now!" The man's voice was filled with desperation as he stared at Blackstar. The boy gave his mate a single glance, waiting for her reaction. She simply nodded, holding a sword that should have been across the room.

Blackstar took the sword in his hand, feeling it attempting to drain him of his energy, and thrust it into the chest of his mate's brother.


Soul


Maka was staring at the scene in front of us and all I could do was hold her hand. She was shaking a little and I squeezed tighter, trying to tell her I'm here without using real words.

She wasn't use to this life or carnage and death yet. I almost cursed myself for bringing her into this mess when I remembered she would have wound up in it regardless. Kami would have found them and awakened her latent Grigori abilities even if Maka had never stumbled into my decrepit home.

I pulled her to my chest and she fell into me, her tears soaking into my shirt. Even Liz and Patty were visibly upset by mystery man's death.

"Let's go lay down," I murmured. She nodded against my chest and without further prompting I picked her up 'bridal' style and we were gone.

My feet had taken us to my room. Just, in the wrong house. Maka didn't seem to notice, though, as I put her feet on the ground and she shuffled to the four poster bed to collapse onto it. She seemed dazed, her beautiful green eyes clouded.

"I should have stayed for Tsubaki." Her voice was a whisper as I walked slowly towards her. "That was her brother." Her voice easily answered me before my mouth could form the words my brain had been thinking since I ran into Kidd's house.

Now the crying made sense and I felt a little dumb.

"We can go back," I offered, standing at the foot of the bed, watching Maka's feet dangle.

"I don't think I'm ready for all of this." She sighed, bringing her hand to her face and covering her eyes.

"What do you mean," I sat down next to her. The bed dipped under my weight, causing Maka to roll into me.

"I don't know if I'm ready to kill things as easily as Blackstar or even you." I wanted to laugh. To let her know I had only taken one human life before, and that it turns out it wasn't human to begin with. Well, not anymore.

But death isn't an easy topic. And we will be killing in the future.

And I'm going to be her weapon. Whether or not it's in my 'blood' I am going to protect Maka from this world.

How did we even get stuck with saving the world in the first place?

"I'll keep you safe," I mumbled out loud as I leaned against her, feeling her warmth ebb into me.

"I don't know what I would do if something happened to you because of me."

"Something's already happened to me because of you." I was talking about me falling for her, so quickly and hard it would have taken my breath away if I still truly needed to breathe.

Maka hit me, hard, with a book that seemed to materialize out of thin air as she huffed. "You didn't have to chase after me," she groaned, falling back on the bed. I gave her a quizzical look before scolding myself. The werewolves.

"I did."

"Why," her green eyes looked up at me, innocent and questioning.

"I… I'm not sure." I blinked, looking down at her. She looked beautiful, gold hair splayed behind her head, bright green eyes shining in the darkness of the room. Moonlight streaked through the balcony window making her skin glow like silver.

And as I was admiring her beauty I leaned down slowly without noticing. Her eyes drew me down and gently our lips met. It was soft at first, much like that very first kiss. All the fire and lightning of a raging storms running through my veins.

I could feel her pulse under my finger as my hand ran up to her neck, making slow circles on her skin. A low moan escaped her lips into my mouth and it burned into me.

I pulled back and gulped, feeling my body's need for blood very suddenly even though I had very recently fed. Maka looked up at me, confused and concerned.

"I need to hunt," I said with a quiver in my voice. A look that could only mean 'oh' took over her features and she leaned up on her elbows, her face looking thoughtful for a moment.

"Does it hurt when you feed from someone?" The question took me by surprise. I shook my head, feeling my hair follow the motion.

"No, it's not suppose to. When your bonded and a different person tries it will. Something about possession or whatever," I looked away from her as she took in my answer.

"Why don't you ever ask to drink from me?"

"You're not a feeder Maka." I looked at her in shock as she tilted her head.

"So?"

"So! I mean… It can be dangerous. I could hurt you on accident! There are a million reasons why not!" There were, I was sure of it. I just couldn't think of any. I couldn't pull my eyes away from Maka's exposed neck, only a few strands of hair clinging to her shoulder. She looked beautiful and enticing in the moonlight.

I really wanted to do it, but it wouldn't be right.

"Soul do you ever think about the future?" Another curve ball question.

"No, why?"

"When you wouldn't wake up I got incredibly scared that I would never get to spend time with you ever again. I don't want a future without you in it." Her green eyes were searching for something. I let them keep searching as I chuckled, laying down next to her.

"That sounds like a marriage proposal, Maka."

"Maybe." She leaned over me, her blond hair tickling my nose. "I'm worried about this Asura thing. What if one of us doesn't make it?"

"let's not think about that right now. The sun will be up soon and Stein will want us ready to run laps or dissect some weird monster he found." I found her hand and lanced my fingers with hers. "I just wanna spend the rest of my night with you like this." And I did.

I wasn't ready for the jump yet. I wanted her so badly it made my soul tremble, but I'm not sure of myself. I've demonstrated great control in the past. Just not with Maka.

I don't want to hurt her.

Never her.

After all the years that have dragged by since I've turned i've never felt half as alive as I do with Maka. And that's exactly why I have to do this right.