Ok, this story includes a mix of the anime and the manga. Maka has defeated the Kishen and Soul is a death scythe. Chrona is good and still at the DMWA. You'll catch on. I don't own any of the Soul Eater, yada yada yada.

"Let's go! Soul Resonance!" Soul and Maka screamed in unison.

"We have to give it all we got!" Soul yelled. "Right!" Maka replied. "Ahhhhhhhhh! Demon Hunter!" Maka charged against the Demoness Victoria. But to no avail; Victoria back flipped over the death scythe placing a hand on Maka's back. "Demon's Blood!" she screamed and let out a burst of energy crippling Maka on the ground.

"Soul…" Maka started.

"I know…" He finished her thought. "We're going to die." They were in Soul's soul room. The floors were black and red tiled, there were red curtains but no windows. One small table held a phonograph and was producing soft jazz music. The other table was a little bigger with two small chairs. But the main attraction was the black grand piano in the corner of the room half hidden in darkness. Maka was dressed in strappy black heels and a long sleeved, ankle length dress that was see through from the shoulders up extending down her arms. Soul was wearing a black pinstripe suit with a black tie and a red shirt underneath accented with black dress shoes.

"You know it doesn't have to end like that." Out of the corner of the room stepped the little demon. He was small and red with black horns and a pointed teethe. He was dressed in a doubled breasted black suit with black shoes. "You know you won't survive this without the power I can grant you."

"You mean insanity!" Soul yelled angrily.

"But of course. With insanity comes no fear, no suffering. Not to mention the black blood can be very helpful, as you well know." Soul and Maka glanced at each other. Soul opened his mouth to say something, but was cut off.

"Now, now," the little demon said waving his hands in front of himself. "You don't have to decide right now. You may have mere minutes to live out there but you have hours to live in here. I'll let you think about you decision." The little demon opened a nearby black door that had not been there before. Beyond the door was nothing but blackness, and the little demon disappeared into it shutting the door.

"Maka? What should we do?" Soul asked. "I...I don't know." She replied. "Uh, this is so uncool!" Soul brought his fist down onto the small table and sank into a chair. Maka started pacing around the small room, thinking and mumbling to herself.

After a while, Maka came and sat unsurely across from Soul. "I...I think we might be able to pull through the insanity. After all, we've done it before with Chrona." "Yeah but we barely pulled through Maka." Soul replied. "I know…But we're both stronger now. I mean, you're a death scythe and I'm….I'm scared Soul." A small cry broke through her mouth as Maka covered her face with her hand and cried. Soul got up and walked around the table and pulled her into his embrace. The both held each other in their quiet sadness for what could have been forever.

"I won't do this unless you agree 100%." Maka stated. Soul smiled a crooked grin showing off his pointed teeth. "Well, have we come to a decision then?" the little demon strolled into the room looking knowingly pleasant. Maka took one last look at Soul who nodded. "We'll accept your offer." The little demon smiled. "Excellent. Let the show begin…"

"Well so much for the girl who defeated the Kishen!" Demoness Victoria laughed. "Bloody Weapon." A blood red scythe formed in her hand. "Do you know what this is? This is your blood that I have shed. Ironic, don't you think? In a way your killing yourself. Goodbye girl." Victoria stood over Maka's still body and raised the scythe. With one last swing she brought in down into Maka's neck only for it to stop after going an inch in. "What? It won't go through!" Demoness Victoria stepped back in shock as Maka's hand reached up and pulled the scythe from her neck; a black stain on the red. Slowly she stood up on wobbly legs looking around confused. Then she put her hand to the back of her neck. Pulling it away a black liquid was covering her fingers. "Hey! Ha ha ha! Did you know I have black blood? Ha ha ha!" Maka laughed as she started towards Demoness Victoria with Soul in her hand.

"Impossible!" Demoness Victoria gasped. "Ha ha ha ha! I'm gonna ki-i-ill yo-o-o-ou! Ha ha ha!" Maka swung her scythe sloppily, not getting anywhere close. Then with no warning and still laughing, Maka charged and produced Demon Hunter. That's when the unbelievable happened.

Demoness Victoria was prepared for the swing and predicted how to dodge it. Like before, she leaped over where the blade should have gone, but instead, Maka was laughing to hard to keep her grip on Soul. As a result the blade flew into the air colliding with Demoness Victoria. "Ohhhhhhhhhh! He went hi-i-igh!" Maka giggled putting her hand above her eyes giving her a childish look. Demoness Victoria screeched as she fell to ground with Soul protruding from her chest, a normal scythe once again. "Ha ha ha! They're falling! They're falling! Ha ha ha!" Maka ran around in a circle chanting. THUD! Demoness Victoria's figure was sprawled on the ground gasping.

"Soul! We need out of the madness NOW!" Maka was struggling to get out of the black liquid she was trapped beneath. "Maka! I'm coming!" With a finale yank Soul pulled free from the black tendrils that we're trying to pull him into blackness. He fell down into black, see-through, ankle deep water. Looking down he could see Maka's figure struggling to get closer without much progress. Soul got down on his knee's and tried to stick his hand through the barrier. The liquid was so dense he may as well been putting his hand into tar. "Maka reach!" he yelled. "I'm, uh, trying!" Maka replied. Soul had gotten his hand through so the liquid up to his wrist when light pooled onto their scene.

Soul looked over his shoulder to see the outline of the little demon standing in an open doorway. But something was terribly wrong, for the little demon was now seven or eight feet tall. The demon started toward Soul, getting closer with each step, a smile growing on its face.

With a flash, Demoness Victoria's body disappeared in a tornado of black leaving a small pink orb floating in the air. "Ohhhhh! It's a pretty ball! Ha ha ha!" Maka laughed as she wobbled toward the floating sphere.

"Maka hurry! He's coming!" Soul cried frantically. Their hands were barely a foot apart from each other now. The demon continued to get closer to Soul and Maka, smiling broadly.

Maka reached the small orb and took it in her hand. She put it right next to her eye staring into the light it gave off. "Smells yummy! Ha ha ha!" She giggled and licked the ball of light.

"Just a little more…" Soul grunted as his fingertip brushed Maka's. "You made a mistake Soul." the demon said behind Soul. "You believed that because you were stronger you could escape again. But you see, when you grow stronger, so do I." Two rough hands shoved Soul from behind and he fell into the black abyss with Maka's as if it were nothing but air.

Maka brought the sphere to her mouth and devoured it. "Weeeeee!" She screamed running around aimlessly. Finally she collapsed on the ground in a fit laughter next to Soul. He now changed back to his human form but stayed on the ground. His eyes were darting every which way while a crazed smile formed on his face.