SakuraSamuraiGirl
Soul Eater
The Gorgon Twins
Soul Eater belongs to Atsushi Okubo
This story is based from the anime ending of Soul Eater. Not the manga. Bits and pieces of the original manga of Soul Eater and Soul Eater NOT will be used.
Chapter Two: The Gorgon Twins Unite…Not Completely
"Incredible," Soul mutters. "Ragnarok is alive. Do you think Chrona would be happy?"
There are mixed feelings in Maka. Chrona did miss Ragnarok. She was lost without his protection and "encouragement". That sort of love and care was all she knew. Chrona is still sort of spooked by the gentle affection given to her by Maka. Ragnarok maybe was feeling the same. Lost and waking up to realizize that he was alone without his constant partner. Maka wanted to tell Chrona, but Lord Death told them not to tell Chrona about Ragnarok. For now, their mission was to subdue Ragnarok and bring him to the DWMA.
The DWMA students arrived at the village of the church. They first visited the hospital to gather more information. There was little to update. The patients were cut up and broken, but they will survive and recover. The father asks the students to do what they can for Ragnarok. The father had forgiven Ragnarok for his actions.
"Thank you for understanding." Maka bows to the father.
"Young lady, do you know of this Chrona?"
"They were separated but now it looks like we will be uniting them."
The father smiles, "I hope their reunion will bring him peace of mind and peace to his soul."
Arriving at the church gave the students the impression of Swiss cheese. There were holes riddling throughout the church. Maka goes up to the door. She can sense him. Ragnarok was within the church. His soul was in chaos. She shivers. Soul puts a hand on her shoulder.
"Déjà vu, huh?"
"Yeah…but were ready for him this time."
"Right, so no worries," Soul shakes her shoulder.
Maka takes a deep breath and puts a hand around the door knob of the church door. The knobs turns, it was unlocked and she tries to open the door inwards. It doesn't budge.
"Huh?"
Maka releases the door knob. She tries again and pulls the door out. It opens. Maka blinks and shakes her head. Jeez, this situation was so weird! She and Soul enter the church. Maka looks down the sanctuary of the church to the altar. The altar was raised off the floor with steps built to climb it. Sitting on the steps was a boy. His lanky torso was bent over his hips as he hung loosely forward. His hands hang limply on a step below his feet. His hair was the same color hair as Chrona! Maka frowns at this. She holds a hand out to stop Soul from following her as she continues on the path to the boy.
Was it? Could it be?
"Ragnarok?"
The boy's hand twitches.
"Ragnarok…is it really…"
"…well, well, well….is that you…you pig-tailed sow!"
His body bolts upright and blue eyes gleam menacingly up at her. Maka gasps.
"Holy crap…! It's Ragnarok…he's human now!" Soul yelps, "And…he looks just like…"
"You!" Ragnarok snarls as he stood. "It's your fault that I'm alone! Stupid cow! Stupid pig girl! Why did Chrona have to die for you?!"
"What?!...Wait a minute, she's alive!" Maka tries to explain.
"Don't lie to me! I saw her die! YOU'RE A LIAR! LIAR! LIAR! LIAR! LIAR!"
Blades of various types, lengths and widths pierce out of Ragnarok's body as he screams. Maka holds her hand out and in a flash Soul turns into his weapon form and places himself into her hands. Maka senses his soul's anger, confusion…and the most shocking, fear and sadness. His soul surrounds him. By himself, without Chrona, Ragnarok was still powerful. The soul had the form of his ink-blob body, with his bulging eyes with X-crosses for eyes. Maka shivered at the thought of what he would have been like if he was a Kishin egg! Ragnarok stops screaming and is silent when Maka crouches into a defensive position with Soul in her hands. A creepy smile stretches his mouth from ear to ear.
"Huuuuuuuh?! Are you here to finish the job? You're here to kill me too!"
The blades are drawn back into his body. The blades that had burst out had left cuts of varying degrees all over him. He was bleeding through his dark church clothes but didn't look to be in pain.
"Heh, heh, heh, heh….not going to happen!"
"Ragnarok," Maka speaks firmly. "Chrona is alive. I was sent by Lord Death to take you to the DWMA!"
"Stop your squealing lying!"
Black blood that was dripping from his wounds, solidify and become blades. They were thrust towards Maka. Maka runs towards the blades, spinning Soul about her to deflect and parry the blades that tried to slice her through. Ragnarok screams and with the half-dozen blades tries to jab at her rapidly. She continues to deflect and she move closer. Ragnarok is filled with panic.
"Get away! Stay away!"
The blades become thin allowing the black blood to spread and double the forms of blades. When Maka struck his blood, it splattered all over the floor and pulpits. Ragnarok grin of confidence returns.
"Sucker!...BLOODY NEEDLES!"
Out of the splatters of blood that was blessed over the wood and floor dart towards Maka. Maka huffs and calls on Soul. Soul confirms that he understood and quickly plays the keys within his blade. The strike of the keys ring through the air and disrupts the solidity of the blood and it splashes to the ground. Ragnarok narrows his eyes.
"Ohhhhhh, so Ms. Piggy got some new tricks, huh?"
"Nervous?" Maka smirks.
"Fuck you!" He growls
Maka flinches when his soul increases in slight…still not at the level when he was bonded with Chrona, but enough to remind Maka to be wary. Though he was alone, he had grown up fighting and killing at the same time as Chrona. He wasn't a novice!
Ragnarok holds his hand out and a familiar blade forms out of the cut in his palm. His original blade form. He holds the blade in front of his face, just like Chrona, in his one hand. Unlike Chrona, who had her hand on her upper sword arm, Ragnarok placed his free hand behind his back. In this form he appears to have calmed down. He looked strangely formal. But his eyes held Maka's form and it was filled with anger. Maka swings Soul and readies herself.
Ragnarok lunges forward, sword stretched out. Maka turns soul and guards. Metal grinds together. Maka and Ragnarok were face to face. His eyes were like blue fire. Maka felt strangely hot and cold at the same time. Like the burn of ice on bare skin.
"Little pig," he snaps.
He lifts a long leg and shoves his foot into Maka's stomach. Maka coughs and stumbles backwards. Ragnarok moves with a thrust. Soul's blade touches the ground and Maka uses him to regain her balance and lifts herself off the ground out of the sword's way. Twisting herself, Maka makes an upward swing. Reacting quickly, Ragnarok raises his arm and with a twirl of wrist with an upward guard, moving with the flow of the scythe's cut. Maka and Ragnarok stare at each other.
"Well, well…did the little piggy learn her lesson from the first time with we fought…" he grins. "You're a little braver…huuuh~?" Ragnarok grins.
"I did learn my lesson from the first fight…the second time we fought…I was even better. It pains me to admit it…but you, by yourself, are very skilled…maybe more so than Chrona."
"…heh…heh….heheheh….Heeeehah…HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Ragnarok cackles.
He laughs so hard that he drops his form and the blade tip creates a spark when it struck the ground. Ragnarok's back bends into an arch as he laughs towards the ceiling. Taking a great long gasp he rights himself up.
"What's this?! What's this?! I'm getting compliments from the little piggy? Such a weirdo…are you falling for me cause' of my skills?"
Maka's nose crinkles in disgust.
"Gross!" Both she and Ragnarok exclaim their displeasure.
Narrowing their eyes they rush at each other again. Slashing and jabbing, sparks fly through the room. Maka quickly guards, parries and dodges Ragnarok's blade and his black blood. Those she missed, Soul handled using his soul music to weaken the solidity of the Bloody Needles. Ragnarok's attacks come in faster and faster and he was growing frustrated in being now unable to land a blow onto Maka. He screams in frustration; the very church shudders shaking off dust and loose wood.
"He's starting to lose it…he'll start making mistakes but it will still be dangerous!" Soul warns.
"I know. We can't cut him…we only want to subdue him…"
"Get in close."
"Got it!"
Maka makes another approach to the front. Blood spikes rise from the blood soaked floor. Maka darts between the spikes, leaping over the pews. Maka uses the leverage of the pews to leap up from a downward attack. Ragnarok summons his Bloody Needles once again. Maka spins Soul while deflecting and weakening the needles. Maka is coming down on him and in defense Ragnarok creates a dome shield of blood over him. With a flash, Maka calls out for Soul Resoance, Soul's blade glows white and transform into a larger crescent shape of Witch Hunter. She slashes through the bloody barrier and it shreds to pieces. Moving along with the string, Maka strikes her foot out and catches Ragnarok across his cheek. Stunned, it was Ragnarok's turn to stumble back. Maka doesn't let up as she reaches into her jacket and pulls out the thickest, hardcover book!
"MAKA CHOP!"
The textbook-size book strikes home in the center of Ragnarok's head leaving a great indent! Ragnarok makes a choking sound while his eyes rolled into the back of his head. He falls backwards onto his back, book still stuck in his head. Maka stands over him and claps her hands together to remove imaginary dust. Soul returns to his human form and stands beside his miester. He winces a bit.
"I bet you have been dreaming of the chance to Maka Chop that guy!"
"You bet!" Maka snickers.
Chrona was in Stein's lab with Marie. Marie had just set a tray of tea on a table between them. Chrona stares at the tea pot and wonders how the tea set got stitches. Marie offers Chrona a cup and she takes it. Chrona's tea was light honey brown color from the creamer and sweetened further with a bit of honey. It smelled nice giving her some comfort. Chrona gasps and jerks, the tea cup shudders and the tea sloshes about. Marie tilts her head curiously.
"Chrona? What's wrong?"
"I….I can feel him! I can feel…Raganrok!"
Ragnarok had been strapped into the bed with heavy leather straps in the nurse's office. Standing around him was Maka, Soul, Prof. Stein and Kid.
"It's…He's…incredible!" Kid stares down on him. "He looks just like Chrona."
Maka and Soul nod. Stein now believes that his theory of Ragnarok's soul had some effects on Chrona when they were together. It was more than just their soul's it was their bodies. It also made sense of why their union went so smoothly.
"Medusa got lucky giving birth to twins. Though they were opposite genders, they are still physically close in their genes. When the Kishin, Asura, devoured his weapon his features and personality never changed. He simply consumed the weapon and took its power." Steins stimulates his mind with his screw. "Ragnarok retained his consciousness and personality."
As a precaution, Stein had injected a tranquilizer into Ragnarok to keep him unconscious. Maka and Soul were instructed to watch over him.
"So, what now? Now that we brought him here?" asks Soul.
"The staff and I shall be discussing both Ragnarok and Chrona's fate with Lord Death. The main concern is Ragnarok. We couldn't let him live on his own out in the world. There is a concern that such a dangerous child-weapon might end up in the hands of another witch…"
"Ah, Chrona!" Marie's voice calls from a far!
Maka gasps and whips her head towards the door, just as Chrona jogs through. She stills instantly seeing everyone in the room, before laying her eyes on Ragnarok. She gasps and covers her mouth in shock. The boy that shared her appearance felt like Ragnarok, yet his skin was pale like hers and his hair was the same as hers.
"Maka! Is that really…Ragnarok?"
Maka goes to Chrona and takes her hand leading her closer to him. She confirms it and relays her encounter with him. How his blood was black and he used the same techniques as she. Chrona bursts into tears and throws herself onto him. They later try to take her away from him but Chrona refused to leave him. Maka helped Chrona get comfortable beside him in a chair and stayed with her until she fell asleep in the bed next to him.
Maka bolts awake off the sofa when she hears screaming and yelling. After getting her bearings she finds Chrona lying on the bed she was sleeping on with Ragnarok straddling her hips. His eyes were wild with panic with a crazed smile!
"You're alive! You're alive, you damn bastard…but what the hell…what is this? What is wrong with your body?!"
He stretches and tears at her clothes. Chrona screams and was trying to push Ragnarok off her but was a desperate struggle. With one good tug Ragnarok rips the top part of her dress revealing her white bra. Ragnarok makes a strange sound and grabs them.
"What are those?! What the hell are those?!"
"AAAAAAAAAH!" Chrona was red all over.
"MAKA CHOP!"
Soul enters the room and was startled at the scene. Maka was comforting Chrona who was covered by hospital bed sheets around her shoulders. Ragnarok was unconscious in the bed but he had a book lodged into his skull, again.
"Uhhhhh, what happened here?"
"That's a good question," Stein appears behind him.
Chrona and Maka explained what happen. Ragnarok had woken up and noticed Chrona. In his shock he busted through his straps and grabbed Chrona out of joy and shock. It was to be expected that Ragnarok would be shocked by Chrona's appearance. Perhaps, Ragnarok had though she was a boy himself. Stein deduces that when they were combined that gender wasn't their concern next to survival. Stein checks over Ragnarok, including the damage to his skull but doesn't bother to remove. He leaves Maka and Soul to watch over the Black Blood Twins. He had a meeting with Lord Death.
Lord Death, Spirit, Marie and Sid were waiting on Stein when the reformed mad-doctor finally joins them. He informs them that Ragnarok had been awake and reacted to Chrona in great surprise. Lord Death chuckles and assures Stein that they will get use to other.
"It is safe to assume that you wish to keep both Medusa's children," asks Sid.
"Indeed, indeed, very much so," Lord Death nods. "The world is safe for them to let either once lose. One of many of concern about the two children is another witch getting a hold of them. Medusa was a witch that was feared and hated by other witches but they couldn't deny that she was an ambitious genius and the creation and evolution of her children is astounding. Witches will want to covet the children's power for their own desires and great chaos will ensue if they do. They will be safer under the watch of the DWMA, but they won't be imprisoned! Of course not, of course not! It wouldn't be fair to punish them for the crimes of their parent. They will become students."
"Chrona had been doing slightly well until that incident happen," Marie sighs. "Even with Maka and I's guidance and encouragement, Chrona has become more fearful than before of others and herself."
"Now that Ragnarok is back in her life, he could become a more forceful hand in getting Chrona out of her shell. He has done so for most of their lives together," said Stein.
Spirit snorts, "But all that kid knows his killing! He is as childish as Chrona about the ways of proper society and how the world works."
"Heh," Stein grins, "That's rich coming from you!"
"Why you…"
"Ragnarok wouldn't have complete control of Chrona," Sid interrupts. "He too would need guidance which it may be wise to not just enroll them into the DWMA, but also to enroll them into the NOT program."
Marie's single eye blinks, "The Normally Overcome Target program?"
Sid nods, "Chrona wasn't in the program due to her…extreme anxiety at the time since she was pulled away from Medusa. She was in constant company of Maka who reached out her soul to her and had formed a great bond. It was to help her adjust being around people in a social setting. Along with Ragnarok, it is time for her and her brother to grow independent."
"They are both powerful and would have contributed greatly as students of the EAT program. But they are not mentally prepared or educated enough to do. Do we all agree to this plan to fully convert Chrona and Ragnarok Gorgon?" Lord Death asks all around.
All adults raise their hand, Spirit a little reluctant.
"Awesome! Fantastic," Lord Death claps his large white hands. "Please, I'm counting on you to make the arrangements. Marie, please inform this idea with the twins along with Maka and Soul."
"DAMN YOU! DAMN YOU ALL TO HELL!"
Ragnarok was awake again, once again strapped. He accuses Maka and Soul of changing Chrona to be a weakling girl. It was futile to explain to the irate Black Blood weapon through his screaming so Maka kept her mouth shut while her brow twitches in annoyance. Chrona tried to explain but was unable to. She didn't have a clear understanding of what happened to her. Soul lounges on a bed and yawns.
"How can you relax through all this noise?" Maka finally speaks.
"Huh…what you say?"
"I said…How can you relax…?!"
"SHUT UP! YOUR SQUEALING IS MAKING MY EARS BLEED!"
Maka growls and pulls out a book. Chrona gasps and gets between Maka and Ragnarok.
"P-please calm down! Ragnarok is just a little upset!"
Marie bursts into the room and was smiling brightly and wishes everyone a cheery good morning. She was ignored as the teens argue with one another. She tries to speak up again but to no avail. With a sigh she transforms her arm to a hammer and strikes a wall.
"EXCUSE ME PLEASE!"
Silence.
Marie returns her arm to normal and goes back to beaming, "I have good news! Chrona and Ragnarok are to become official students of the DWMA to be a part of the NOT program."
Soul sits up and Maka gaps, "WHAT?! The NOT program?"
Soul thumbs to Ragnarok, "Him? In the NOT program?"
Marie nods.
"Hell no, I'm not going to school like some pansy school kid? I refuse!"
"You have no choice. We can't allow you and Chrona to be unsupervised. It is also for your safety to remain within the school so that enemies of your mother don't get their hands on you for their own experiments and personal gains. Is that what you want? To be controlled over by another witch?"
Chrona shudders and whimpers. Ragnarok is quiet and narrows his eyes.
"There are many benefits to the NOT program. Both you and Chrona would get a proper education! More importantly, since you two are now your own person there are certain things you need to learn and understand about your bodies. Especially since the Black Blood is within both you. According to Maka, you still have control of the Black Blood, while Chrona doesn't. Though she was your miester, Ragnarok, Chrona is a weapon herself…like Maka!"
Ragnarok snorts and stretches out his neck to look at Chrona.
"Tch, you can't handle your own blood?" he snaps.
Chrona shakes her head. He clicks his tongue again.
"Arrangements are being made for you two live in the dorms. Of course, the dorms are separated by gender…"
"HAAAAH?!" Ragnarok glares at Marie.
"I…I can't stay in the room that I have?" Chrona stutters.
"Chrona," Marie speaks gently and takes a seat by the girl. "I understand that you have an anxiety when it comes to other people. For a little while you were afraid of me! But, Maka can't be with you all the time…"
"She doesn't need that pig, I'm here now!"
"Yes, but you also need to learn how to deal with other people. You two are no longer leaving just for each other anymore. There's a whole world that is waiting for you!"
Ragnarok rolls his eyes and groans in disgust of Marie's words.
"A world that doesn't revolve around Maka or Medusa, by learning to deal with other people the more human you will become and learn to understand more about yourself and others. In time, maybe you would wish to live an ordinary life in peace or join Maka, Soul and the others in the EAT program and protect the world from falling into madness. Asura has been defeated for good, but there are still individuals out there that fall into madness and strive to become a Kishin. Ragnarok you like to fight and want to get stronger…but you need to learn to have a sound body, mind and soul so you won't be tempted to fall onto a dark path once again. You must join the EAT program along with Chrona. You have no choice."
Chrona looks to Ragnarok, "I want to stay."
Ragnarok narrows his eyes at her. Chrona repeats her desire to stay. With a sigh, he turns his head away from everyone.
"Fine. But only because we have nowhere else to…and I don't want to be under another witch's spell…this blows!"
Chrona smiles and steps up to Ragnarok's side.
"Ragnarok!"
"Whaaat?!"
"Maka said that because we look the same that makes us twins. You're my brother and I'm your sister!"
"Yeah, so?!"
"So, we're a family, right?"
Ragnarok huffs and shrugs, "I guess so…."
Chrona pecks Ragnarok's cheek. The male Gorgon twin's eyes widen and his cheeks dark with a purple tinge of a blush.
"What the f…ewwww, get away! Gross! Nasty! Don't ever do that again! Pleeeegh! Petooey!" He spits and sputters.
Maka sighs and rolls her eyes but couldn't fight back the smile seeing Chrona smiling down on Ragnarok. Chrona was happy to see the rude boy, happy to have him as a brother. Maka hopes that the NOT program would help them both.