Disclaimer: Yea don't you know I don't own Soul Eater by now? I never have and won't until my multi-million dollar ideas finally take off! XD


I walked into the Death Room slowly in no rush to deliver the results to Kid. That's right; Death the Kid is the current reigning Death God.

"So Maka, how'd it go? Will Zoey be pleased?" Kid asked smiling down at me from his mirror.

"Well, to say the least, he is stubborn,annoying,obsessed with the word 'cool' and won't even admit he knew Zoey." I answered sighing in exasperation.

"Really that bad, hm. . ."Kid paused in thought for a perfect eight seconds. "Well I guess I'll have to find different angel to spare."

"No! I mean I like a challenge." I said turning and leaving the Death Room, "bye Kid!" I shouted before I disappeared under the arches. "Back to the human world I go."


Soul POV

I had given in, surrendering is so uncool, but they had me cornered so I really had no choice, damn. I wonder if that angel was real, is possible an angel can exist?

"Of course they can, silly!" Maka said sitting in midair next to me in my jail cell.

"Hey thanks a lot! This is all your fault if you didn't drag me back in time I would have escaped!" I yelled at her, the other inmates started to stare at me. "What?"

"Sorry, I mean Zoey is more upset that you just keep getting closer to hell, but I mean who cares? You don't know Zoey, right?" Maka yelled tilting her head, why does now one stare at her.

"Uh. . ." I answered dumbly, why does she keep bringing her up?

"Come on now, I made a promise and I won't break it!" Maka said, I looked at her feeling very dumb and confused. She sighed, "We can't keep talking here no one can see me and you look like a mad man."

"So where exactly are we going?" I questioned, she sighed yet again and reached out for my forehead."No! Not my thoughts again!" I yelled as I fell into unconsciousness. I then stood in that white world again but now I realized something it wasn't white anymore. This time it had dark colors smeared everywhere, but still no structure, I could pass my hand right through the color. I looked around, this is wierder than last time. "Maka?" I yelled sitting on the ground, or what seems to be ground to me. This time I wouldn't bother to run around, I know its pointless.

"You are pretty annoying, can't I run three seconds late without you calling my name?" Maka said floating down from above me. "So, will you be stubborn or will you listen for once in your life."

"I don't listen to anyone." I said, then I remember Zoey and what she told me before she died. I cleared my throat before continuing, "But if it's for Zoey, what do I got to do?"

"Good boy! Okay so pick a door."

"What doors there aren't any?"

"Wait for it. . ." She stated as five doors fell down from the 'ceiling.' I looked around at the doors, one dark navy blue one, one deep red, one white, one a strange discernable color, and one light blue which was draped with chains and had a huge lock on it.

"Why is one locked?" I asked gesturing to a light blue door.

"Don't you remember, you were in that memory already." She answered, "So your choice."

"Umm. . . I guess this one," I said opening a door to one of my memories.


A/N: Whatcha think, anyone like it? I need some memories he will be forced to relive, so yea, sorry this is a super short chappy by the way. I promise I will try to have this be more Soma instead of Maul. Yes Maul that is what I call Somas that have been well, abandoned and they fight so I call it Maul. Please Review! I want to beat my record of 25 reviews and you guys are so close please help me out, thanks!