Hey there, I'm sorry I took so long but its here now! I wasn't too sure about continuing because of were I left off at had me in a bit of a bind. But I took a chance and wrote the chapter anyways! So please enjoy. :)

Disclaimer: I don't own Soul Eater.

Step one: gaining the gems' trust

After Arachne made sure Maka wasn't going to fall over from exhaustion, she reached over for something to help Maka out. Maka felt herself actually relax a little once she for sure had her balance while sitting up; her mind became a little hazy, 'I am so tired... why can't I just go back to sleep...wait what am I thinking! I'm at the mercy of a powerful ancient witch! I can't seriously be thinking about sleep right now!' Maka thought as she started to shake her head a little.

"Le- leave me alone!" She tried to yell, and then she was muffled by something big and soft.

Arachne had reached for a black pillow to put under Maka's head so she could lie down for a while but she 'accidentally' shoved it into her face. I knew this wasn't going to be easy, but I'm getting tired of being interrupted.

Then a servant came in and Arachne grew and irritation mark upon her head. She may have lost her temper for a moment and threw the pillow at him. "What took you so long! That should have been here half an hour ago!" She was a little mad, but calmed down some enough to be thankful he came when he did; she wasn't sure exactly what she was going to do next, let Maka keep struggling or maybe put a spell on her to keep her mouth shut her so she would finally listen to her.

Maka was still a little irritated about having a pillow shoved in her face so she was startled by the servants appearance, and Arachne's sudden change in mood.

"I'm so sorry mistress! It won't happen again I promise!" The, more then scared, servant had stated. Then he had taken the pillow and placed it back on the bed next to Maka (who Arachne had let go of considering she stopped struggling to see what was going on) and went and grabbed a glass off of the cart he had brought with him, where four more glasses had been sitting.

He then walked over to Maka and handed it to her in a much more professional matter. Maka was astound at this and took the glass wondering what it was, but she still held it away from herself out of suspicion.

"Um thanks." She said unsure of what else to say.

Then he left the room, but didn't take the cart with him. Arachne got off the bed and went to the cart and grabbed another glass that had been sitting on it. She then put it too her lips and started to drink it.

"Uhh..." Maka had still been looking at her own glass questioningly considering she was actually thirsty but didn't want to take the chance of it being poisoned or anything.

Arachne had finished her glass and set it back down on the cart. "Mmmm refreshing after a long sleep, isn't it Maka?" She stated and saw Maka's expressing and chuckled.

"My you still think I'm trying to kill you dear? With all that fighting and the things about witches I'm sure Lord Death and the academy have drilled into your head, it all must really have you paranoid right now huh. I assure you dear it's not going to hurt you, it was brought here to make you feel better." Arachne had moved over to sit next to Maka who was now sitting with her legs swung over the side of the bed.

Maka looked at her questioningly, and then jumped when Arachne had put her hand over the glass she was holding. Then slipped it out of Maka's hand and pressed it to her own lips and drank about ΒΌ of the glass.

Maka was staring at her, and then Arachne had given the glass back to Maka.

"See, it isn't poisoned or spelled of any assortment Maka." She said and smiled softly at her.

Maka just looked down at it again and then took a deep breath and finally drank it. She was thirstier then she had thought cause she drank the whole thing in one go. Arachne smiled even more when Maka had finished with an "ahhh" of contentment.

"Now was that so bad?" Arachne joked. " How about you just relax for a few minutes and let yourself adjust to the place. Then I want you to be ready for dinner and will send a servant to get you in about 20 minutes."

"Uh," Maka wasn't sure, but then let herself be defeated for the time being, until she could get her strength back. "Ok." She said while nodding in agreement.

Arachne then got up and walked out the door shutting it behind her. Mmm she finally has a little trust in me. It's a small step, hardly enough to bring up switching sides with, but every baby learns to walk before they can run; and so will Maka.

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Maka was now alone and was lying down on the bed trying to think of a way out of this mess.

'Man how did I let this happen, one moment I'm happy I got a hit on the golem and the next I'm in the palm of the enemy's hand. I don't know if I can fight her without Soul, man I wish I was at full strength right now, at least then I would been able to muster up some more courage and maybe even find a way out of here.

But I assume that she has guards everywhere, after all she's not just any witch, she's Arachne and I remember reading 'To this day it is still unknown were the organization of Arachnophobia is located, but sources say the number of followers has grown, and is possibly still growing, since the mistress's sudden disappearance.'

If that is true then there must be thousands of them like the servant just waiting for her demands. There is slim to no chances of me being able to get out of here on my own. Oh man, I sure hope DWMA are going to try to find a way to save me!'

She turned onto her side and then noticed a medium sized Japanese styled dresser with a marvelous web design that shined and she then realized that she was only in her button up shirt, green tie, socks, and her skirt. Plus her pigtails were gone. 'Crap, when in the world did she take my clothes off!' Maka thought as she was searching for the rest of her clothes.

When she couldn't find them she looked back to the dresser, and sighed.

'Ugh, I might as well look decent, she's not exactly treating me like a prisoner of war, which in all technicality I am; so I probably should be making the most out of a bad situation and consider myself lucky that she is letting me keep my dignity, or at least enough of it to treat me in a civilized matter.' Maka decided to get up (now that she could balance enough to walk, that water really did help with her sore muscles) and see what the witch has to offer as 'suitable clothing'.

When she got to the dresser she tried to open it but couldn't. "What the heck, where's the handle!" She was looking for one but found none. Then she realized there was some writing on the door, engraved in the web design. But she couldn't read it because the writing was in ancient letters.

So she huffed and walked slowly over to the wooden stand with the mirror and brush on it. She did her hair and had it back in its normal pigtails but had suddenly felt a little hazy again; a vague memory tried to push its way through the haze in her mind, but like before she couldn't clarify it. She only got the feeling that she was forgetting something that she needed to remember. She surpassed it by shaking her head a little again trying to clear it of the fog. Then she noticed something about her reflection that didn't look quite right.

She turned her head to find a small patch of, what looked like dark energy, on her right cheek. She took her thumb and rubbed at it and it had come off just like a whisp of smoke would have.

'Huh, that was awfully weird.' So she ignored it and went to try to find a way to open the dresser again. 'Hhff stupid magic, it makes no sense, why would she put a dresser in here that took magic to open when she knows I can't do magic! Uh I swear I'm starting to think she might be related to Blair somehow.'

Maka was getting more annoyed with the dresser, and then took another look at the writing again and then something she didn't see before caught her eye but she just figured she didn't pay that much attention the first time and thought aloud,

"Seriously?! What does she expect me to just say 'apeara nexter ochate' and it will just open for me. Wahhhh!" She jumped back because it DID open. The doors slid to the sides and magically disappeared and what was behind them was the most unexpected things she ever thought to encounter here.

So that was the sixth chapter how did you like it? Didn't expect the pillow thing did ya?! Haha. J

Oh and if you want to draw or write about the new outfit she is going to receive you can! Just pm it to me and I will gladly use it in the next chapter, and of course I will give full credit to you for your idea! Well see you next chapter!

Pronunciation:

Apear-a Next-air O-cha-te

Re-edited on 11-14-17