I woke up and saw Soul lying beside of me. Just as I was realizing that Soul actually was here, in my bed, Soul opened his eyes.

"What happened?" Soul asked, dazed.

"What are you doing in my bed?" I asked. "And why are you covered in water? And wearing a suit?"

"I don't know." Soul said, and picked up a piece of paper that was on the ground. "Tell Maka I'm sorry. Get Grandpa Murphy.'" Soul read.

"That's Riley's writing." I said, then the penny dropped. I ran to the front door, with Soul barely keeping up, as if his body wasn't back to normal. "Riley..." I said, my words getting caught in my throat. Riley's eyes began changing from emerald to blue, and his hair changed black.

"Goodbye." Riley said, his voice turning hollow and his skin turning cold and pale.

"No!" I shouted, but Riley was gone. Now there was only Cain.

"You are Abel. I am Cain, your master." Cain said, materializing as a black cane with a silver tip and a silver handle.

"I am Abel. You are Cain, my master." Riley-no, Abel-said.

"Give Riley back!" I said.

"Riley gave himself up for your boyfriend." Abel said. "He made me agree that I wouldn't attack you, though."

I charged, my hand becoming a blade. I stabbed at Abel, but Abel had the strength Riley did and none of the compassion: if Cain hadn't agreed to not hurt me, I would've been killed. But Cain was a man of his word, ironically, and only deflected my attack, knocking me back into Soul's arms.

"Hm." Abel said, and took something from his neck and something from his pocket: a gold locket and a ring box. "Riley is urging me to give you these. For Maka. No one has ever talked to me when I controlled them. Riley truly is an amazing host."

"He was more than a host. He was my brother!" I said.

"He still is." Abel said. "Right now he misses you. But, he would give his life to save his friends. Never knowing when to let go...Fool." And just like that, Abel began to walk away.

"Soul, we can stop him!" I said.

"Not without hurting Riley. And Riley let that sorry excuse for a Weapon take control of him to save me. Attacking Cain and Abel would definitely be uncool, not to mention dangerous. We'll get help." Soul said.

"From who?" I asked.

"Everybody." Soul said.

Grandpa Murphy

I was sittin' on me porch, lookin' over the Emerald Isle when me phone rang.

"It's Murphy O'Connell. Who is it?" I asked.

"It's Kylie. We need your help." Kylie said.

"Ah, me little lass. 'Ow are ye' doin'?" I asked.

"Riley's been possessed by Cain." Kylie said, prob'ly not understandin' a word I said.

"Cain? Thought I killed tha' bastard 'round ninety-one." I said, putting my pipe out and getting my suitcases packed. "I'm gonna be over tha' pond soon, Kylie. Riley's gonna be alright, ye' hear me?"

"Yes, Grandpa." Kylie said, understanding me for once.

"Good lass." I said.

Riley

What is the best way to die?

Going down for someone else.

The way you're dying is putting your friends in danger.

I know.

Then why did you do it?

I couldn't just stand by and let Kylie cry in her room, missing Soul.

What about Maka? You don't think she is going to cry in her room, missing you?

I know. It'll hurt her, but it'll killing me.

What makes you think Abel won't kill her?

Abel's not in control. Abel is just what Cain names his newest victim he leeches off of. It's all a biblical reference, anyway.

What makes you think Cain won't kill her?

I have some control. Not much, but enough.

Enough for what?

Keeping Maka alive. I don't know when, or how, but I'll stop Cain. Forever.

Won't that stop you?

It doesn't matter. I lived for others. I'll die for them.

You sounded like Sid for a second.

You're an idiot.

I am you! You're just thinking through what you just did before Cain starts showing you visions.

...True.