Author's note: Hey:) I'm back, thank you so much for all the reviews! I will gladly, with your support make this into a full story. I must warn that this will be a dark story and will not be like a normal love story but it is a kid x Maka. Tell me if you like what I did to the story or not. Ok lets start this, I do not own soul eater.
Every thing is just dark...It's thick and she doesn't know where she is or where she's going. She feels her self being pulled ever so slowly through this nothingness...am I being pulled forward?... Maka wills her eyes to see what's happening but they don't. It's still dark and she's still being guided into the unknown. Wait...I'm not being pulled forward... she's afraid now, nothing makes sense. She's being pulled down... and this frightens her, this terrifies her and she doesn't know why. Is this it? Is this the fate the reaper was talking about? To be stuck in this darkness never knowing where she is? Never being able to see light? Maka doesn't know...but she really hopes not. She hates darkness, she hates being alone in it...but that's the thing, she knows she isn't alone here. She feels the reaper's grip still on her hand, but the uncertainty is killing her inside. Where are we even going?...if not heaven then where?
A bright light suddenly shines through the darkness, making maka shield her eyes away from it. She wanted light but so much after being in complete blackness hurts.
"Open your eyes mortal, we are here." At the reapers dark voice, Maka slowly opens her eyes...this wasn't what she was expecting. They both stand in what seems to be a room in a hotel suit, it's nicely furnished with fuzzy red carpet, a king size bed, and a vanity desk with a mirror. The walls are covered with paintings of what look to be...angels? And many crosses are nailed to every wall, and some crosses even hang from the ceiling.
"What is this place?" Maka raises an eye brow as she looks around the room
"this is where you will be staying." The reaper lets go of her hand and turns to look at her with those eyes of his...seeing this thing in the dark is one thing...but to see it in the light...she can't stop the feeling of goose bumps on her arms. He stands so...tall, he towers over her with nothing but that black cloak on. His face is still hidden by the hood, only those cold eyes can be seen through it.
"Really...?" Maka looks all around her eye brow is still raised... "you made it sound like where ever you were taking me was really bad but...this is nice."
"This is actually the worst room here." his eyes narrow. "This is just your room, I haven't shown you what you will be doing till the end of time."
"What exactly will I be doing?" she has a feeling she's not going to like what he will have to say.
"You are mine." he takes a step closer and she takes a step back. He pauses, his eyes locking onto her's. "you will be doing what ever I say." He points to her hand, she looks at it confused before she looks inside her palm. Her eyes widen, there in the middle of her hand is the small skull mark that he had on his before she took his hand. "That is the symbol of your fate, the symbol of your fate with me."
"...so I'm really..." Maka looks at the mark in disbelief recalling just how she got this symbol...recalling that just today it was her 16th birthday...now she's...
"dead." He finishes for her bluntly when she trailed off. "Are you regretting your decision?"
"...no." she shakes her head remembering her moms face and the life she saw in it before she was taken. "Not at all."
"We will see how long that last."
"My mother..." Maka takes a step forward, a step towards death. "How is she doing?...can I see her?"
"No." the reaper just looks at her coldly.
"What do you mean no? I gave you my soul for my mother, I want to see that she is ok! I want to see her...I must see her..." deep down maka knows her mother is alright, that she does have her life, but she wants to see it. She wants to see her mother walk again since two years ago, she wants to see her face free of lines, and she wants to hear her mother speak with out that horrible cough ruining her beautiful voice.
"...later." he grabs his hood before taking it off. "We have much to do."
"You..." Maka stares at the reaper taking a step back in disbelief...she saw this thing as a monster, and she figured he looked like one too. She expected him to have a skull face, a face that shows what he really is, death. A monster but...he doesn't look like that. The reaper looks...human. His face is a deathly pale, but it's flesh. His hair is black as night with the exception of three white lines...sure that's a little odd...but she was expecting something much weirder...something scary maybe even. The only thing that gave this monster away is his eyes...those yellow eerie cold eyes that no human being could possibly have. The boy looks at her blankly, his face of no expression...he's just him.
"Are you surprised?" he takes a step forward, this time maka doesn't take a step back. She's frozen to the spot.
"Y-Yeah actually..." The reaper stops right in front of her, Maka still not being able to back away.
"you mortal's all think alike." He looks her up and down, his expression never changing. "By the looks of it, you weren't anything special."
Maka takes a step back her eyes burning. Who in the hell does he think he is?! "Hey what's-
"look." he points down at her body.
Maka looks down...nothing makes sense here. She's wearing a dress of sorts...but it's a dirty and ripped up, looking more like she's wearing rags stitched together then a dress. The dress is translucent... just like her body...she can see through her body. "What...?"
"That dress is what you have earned in your short life, what you have done, good and bad." He looks over her. "You were not a very good person were you? Your dress is dirty from hate, and anger."
"...I've been through a lot ok? You don't know the things I've had to go through." she glares at this thing...this being. "Walk in my shoes, I have had reasons for every thing I've done."
"There is no excuse for sin. I could care less what you have been though for I assure you I have seen worse." His tone is as cold as his eyes.
"Seeing isn't the same as going through it you-
"stop." he puts a hand up and closes his eyes. " I do not care for this. We have things to do, you have things to do." he reaches his hand towards her, as he opens his eyes back up, Maka's eyes burning into his. "Take my hand."
"..." she doesn't want to, she doesn't want to touch him but she doesn't see any other option. She reaches out slowly and puts her hand in his, his hand closes around her pulling her closer. He turns and leads her towards the large red doors of the room before coming to a stop. The boy slowly turns his head towards her, his eyes light in a dangerous flare.
"Let us make one thing clear...you are never to leave this room with out me." his grip tightens on her hand as he leans forward. "...do you understand?...if you fail to obey me I can't say what will happen to you."
"...I understand." Maka grips her fist and averts her gaze...she doesn't want to listen to this monster but...she has a feeling if she doesn't...she wont get to see her mom again.
"Good. Stay close by me." he turns his head back towards the door before opening it, leading her into another unknown. Maka follows him slowly but at seeing where they are she just stops. She can't believe it. She doesn't know exactly where they are but it's...beautiful. The place is so big with polished floors that you could see your refection in, the walls are adored with fancy gold designs, the ceiling is one big canvas, full of beautiful paintings like nothing she's ever seen before. The place it's self is amazing...but what took her breath away was the fact the whole place is filled with...angels. Beautiful men and women with wings fly around, some looking like there in a hurry, some are just talking with other angels, but all of them are doing something. So much activity it's hard to keep up with. Maka studies them all with huge eyes, her eyes sparkling in wonder...angels are real...and there so...beautiful...Her mother, when she was young would tell her stories about these beings with wings, that would help and guide the lost souls to heaven, that bring joy to all that see them...her mother would always call her an angel...her angel...but if only she could show her what a true angel actually is...she would love for her mom to see this place, to see the angels she adores so much. No one angel looks alike, some have small wings, some have large wings, some wear pure white, some wear red, some have golden crowns and others do not. This is amazing.
"Wow...!" Maka takes a step forward wanting to get closer to these beautiful creatures. The reaper quickly pulls her back roughly, his lips close to her ear.
"Don't be a fool. You can't just go out there. They will not be happy to see you here, I'm not even happy you're here." he speaks harshly in her ear.
"Then why did you even bring me here?" Maka glares at him.
"It wasn't my choice." he pulls her even closer. "Stay close." he slowly walks, guiding her to a platform at the top of the large place, none of the angels seeming to notice them.
"Are..we in heaven?" Maka looks around at this place, it's beauty driving away her anger towards the reaper.
"No, not even close to it." He grips her arm before he glares before all the angels. "Stop." with that one word, everything pauses, all the angels turn there attention to the reaper almost immediately and come closer to the platform, Making a crowd before them both. At seeing Maka all the angels start to mummer amongst themselves, looking at her with confused eyes. Maka can just stare back at these creatures with her mouth slightly open...seeing them from afar was breath taking but seeing them so close up...undescribable. They are perfect, they have no faults. Even the most gorgeous and perfect human beings will have at least one fault...but all here are perfect and beautiful. Her heart swells...oh how she would love for her mom to see this!...but at the same time she wouldn't because if she sees them that would mean she is dead like her.
"What is she doing there?" she hears a angel ask, but she can't tell which one.
"My lord, did she escape the chambers?" A male angel steps forward from the crowd, his big blue eyes almost having maka mesmerized. He is dressed in a pure gold robe, a gold crown upon his head. She could tell that this angel must be of a higher rank, she could practically feel the power radiate from this one being. She looks at him in fascination but he returns that look with a glare. Maka's expression falls. "Why are you holding that wench's hand?"
"Justin take a step back and let me explain myself." The reaper looks down at the angel, his yellow eyes stern. Justin looks between maka and the reaper before he sets his jaw and takes a step back.
"This girl is not from the chambers." Maka looks at the boy who is griping her hand so tight, his eyes looking over all the angels as they turn to one another and start to mumble to each other...what does he mean by chamber?...are there others like her here?
"If not from the chamber then where?" a angel asks.
"I have brought her here from the living world, to help us in our work. She, this girl is now apart of us." At these words all hell breaks loose. All the angels expressions have changed to one of pure anger, they yell at the reaper and at each other.
"Why would you do that?!"
"We don't need any help from a wench!"
"We see enough of her kind but for that girl to be apart of us? Never!"
"Look at her dress! She isn't even decent! Throw her into the chambers, get her out of my sight!"
"Skip the chambers lets throw this sorry girl into the pits of hell!"
The angels yell back and forth, there words getting more and more violent. Maka can't help but to feel that she is in danger, that this could be trouble. The angels that just a second ago lifted her heart with there beauty were now causing her heart to plummet in fear. There talking about throwing her into hell! What has she done to them?...aren't angels suppose to be forgiven and nice?...aren't they suppose to be beautiful inside and out?...but they want to condemn her before they even know her...Maka is terrified.
"Don't worry." a soft voice whispers, to her surprise it belongs to the reaper. He does not look at her. She doesn't know when but she, at some point, let go of the boys hand to hug his arm, rather tightly at that in fear. His words actually calm her a little as she looks at him her eyes widening. "Silence." he growls and all the angels stop all there yelling, the room going back quiet. "This was decided by god himself."
"He's lying!" a brave angel dares to speak out.
"No he isn't." Suddenly a angel with large wings lands next to maka, causing the girl to gap at her beauty. This angel has long blonde hair, her blue eyes shining in the prettiest of ways. The color reminds her of the ocean. She wears a pure gold dress, a gold crown to match on her head like the Justin angel. So far...this is the prettiest angel she has seen. Maka looks at her with admiration, admiration for her power and beauty and the fact she is a woman. A woman with so much power, instead of a man. Maka loves it, but the angel returns her look of pure admiration with a look of disgust and a wrinkle of her nose. Maka's lips fall to a frown...she actually feels...hurt by this particular angel's rudeness. She was hoping she wouldn't be like the others. "I have just came back from my trip to heaven." the angel looks around the room before her eyes fall back on maka. "This girl has made a deal with death, she has given her soul in exchange for another and god has permitted it." she looks at the reaper her nose still wrinkled. "...show them the mark." He nods at her and grabs maka's open hand and lifts the palm in the air for all to see. All the angels gasp in unison in disbelief, the murmuring starting back up again.
"This girl is mine." The reaper's dark voice causes all talking to cease. He looks at every angel with cold eyes. "God has assigned her to me...if any of you lay a finger on this girl you will have to deal with me, do you all understand?." The angels all look up at him with fear in there eyes before they quickly nod, though they all still look un happy. "Good...your all dismissed." at that all the angels fly away, not wanting to be around any longer with the angel of death.
"You know how to clear a room..." Maka comments as the once crowded room is completely empty with the exception of a couple of angels.
"They weren't suppose to be in here, I came back early and they were trying to be lazy." he looks over maka to look at the beautiful girl angel who has her arms crossed. "Thank you Liz."
"No problem..." The angel named Liz looks Maka up and down before taking flight again. "Just keep her away from me if you don't mind, I deal with enough of her kind." with that she flies out of the room.
"Well...I must say you guys throw a hell of a welcome party." Maka lets go of the reaper and averts her gaze.
"I apologize for there rudeness but mortal's are not liked here."
"I can see that." she crosses her arms.
"We have are reasons." he grabs her hand, and looks her in the eyes. "You have seen there anger towards you, I will protect you but you must be smart. You must stay by me at all times and you must do all that I say or you will end up in the chambers or worst, hell." his tone along with the boy's serious expression sends chills down maka's spine. She quickly nods, even though she doesn't understand what the chambers are she knows she doesn't want to go there. "Good, let us go then." he starts to lead her down the stairs of the platform, he guides her across the large polish floors of this huge castle like place.
"...where are we?" Maka finally gets the courage to ask, she grips her fist. "You said that this isn't heaven...but there's angels here..."
"There are also angels in hell." he looks over at her coldly. "They are called demons."
"This...can't be hell is it?"
"No, but it's closer to hell then it is heaven." he leads her until there in front of two large black doors, a feeling of dread instantly over comes maka...is this..?
"tell me then what is this place?" her breath shakes as the large doors open just at the boy pointing at them. All the breath is taking right out of her, if she was alive she would have died.
"Welcome mortal..." the reaper leads her in the large dark room, angels fly about frantically carrying things, all working on over drive once the boy stepped in. Maka looks around with wide eyes...this place is real?...she watches as angels lead different souls...human people like herself into different rooms, all of them are in chains, there expression nothing but pain and sadness and fear. " to limbo"
"...limbo...the place in hell where god kept the good people before Christ was born so they wouldn't have to suffer the fires of hell?" Maka can just look at all the activity going on, its to much to keep account of.
"Exactly but things have changed." he states as he leads her through the room, angels send her some glares but that's it. They don't dare approach.
"What are they doing to those people?" She watches as a angel holds down a screaming soul trying to escape it's chains before the angel shoves it into a room, shutting the door and silencing the scream.
"They are the mortal's who are not pure enough to make it to heaven but are not so tainted to be cast into hell." he moves quickly and she's glad. All the screams of her fellow humans are making her dizzy. "They stay here until they are cleansed enough to go to heaven."
"...what do you do to them..?" Maka watches all the angels frantically flying around, shoving soul after soul into different doors.
"They are put into the chambers." he speaks bluntly like it's nothing. "The chambers make a soul relive there death over and over again, it's how the spirit is cleansed of sin."
"What?!" Maka just stops, looking at him with her eyes wide...she saw kid's souls being pushed into those rooms, she saw a little girl who looked only five be shoved into one of those rooms... "you...your all sick! How could you do that to people? What have they done that deserves something as horrible as that?!"
"They have sin...sin stains the soul and it must be cleansed." he stares at her blankly. "This is the only way they can make it into heaven, we are doing them a service."
"A service?! Like hell if it is!" her eyes flare as she sees a angel struggle with a young boy, she would not let them do this. "Get off of him he's just a boy!" Maka tries to reach out, to dare grab a angel to stop him, but the reaper grabs her roughly, pulling her back.
"Do you want to see your mother?" his harsh voice is right in her ear. "If so I'd suggest you stop. Now."
"..." Maka looks back at the boy who is still struggling before bowing her head...I'm sorry I'm so sorry. She hears the last of his scream as the angel shoves him into the room, into the chamber...to suffer death over and over again. Maka's legs feel weak, if not for the reaper holding her she would have fallen.
"Don't be foolish. Don't pity these people for they will go to heaven after there suffering." he looks at her coldly before letting her go. "I can't say the same for you."
"...what are you talking about?" Maka glares at him...
"these people, even though they will suffer, heaven is guaranteed to them. It's not to you." he looks down at her dress blankly. "You are a sinner. If not for my mark on your hand you would have been thrown into hell, you would have not made it to heaven. Hate cannot enter heaven." Maka opens her mouth...just to close it. What can she even say to that?...she hates that this boy is judging her...but she can't deny the hate he speaks of. The hate of her father. "Lets move on now, before you get yourself in trouble." He pulls on her hand, leading her out of the room through another set of huge black doors, that he doesn't touch to open. Maka just follows, her jaw set, she's just happy to be out of there. "This is where we keep the soul's waiting to be put into the chambers and the condemned ones." He speaks as he brings her up to two large glass boxes. Both of them are full with small blue balls but maka watches a angel take one out and once it's out the box it turns into a man, the angel leading him out...there are so many soul's...there has to be more then 1000 of them in each box. "The one on the left is the chamber soul's and the one on the right is the condemned." Maka looks at the one on the right...there's definably more in that box then the other. "Abasdarhon." the reaper puts a hand on an angel stopping him from walking past him. "Please take my soul's to god to judge I'm busy and won't be able to do it."
"Of course." the angle puts a hand to his heart as the reaper does a weird hand sign, a large bag appearing beside him. Abasdarhon grabs the bag giving a nod before flying away.
"...you keep the soul's you collect in a bag?!" Maka looks at the reaper in disbelief.
"How else would I carry them all?" he looks at her blankly.
"You!...wait a minute." Maka's eyes widen in realization. "...you told that guy to take them to god to judge right?...so that means you don't know where they are going to go?"
"Correct."
"You lied to me!" she points a finger at the boy her eyes flaring. "You...you said when you where about to take my mom that she would have gone to heaven...you didn't even know if that was true did you?!"
"What else am I suppose to say to people like you, who stay by the dead thinking that they can stop me from claiming them, that I don't know what is to become of there loved one? It would send anyone into a panic. Normally at hearing there loved one is going to heaven, the live mortal will relax and let me do my work...but that wasn't the case with you." he studies her, his expression unreadable. "...I must say no mortal has offered them self to death as an exchange for a love one...usually they just cry or beg but they all give up at some point...your different from them though..."
"...I'm so glad I did it to." maka grinds her teeth, she is so so angry. "You...you where going to put my mother in a bag! ...she might have ended up in one of those awful chambers...or...or worse!." she takes a step forward, her eyes on fire. "Take me to my mom now! I want to see her! You lied to me once, what if you tricked me? What if you made me believe she's alive just so you could steal my soul?"
"I assure you I would never do such a thing." he puts up his hands defensively. "...I will take you to see your mother...but I have one last thing to show you."
"Just hurry up." He takes her hand and leads her to another set of dark doors.
"...this is are real job." he mumbles be fore the doors open and he leads her into the last room. She doesn't want to see this. She doesn't want to be here. The room is nothing but a glass floor, a large hole being in the middle of it. She looks down and she wishes she didn't. The glass is see through showing what lurks below...she can barely can even describe what she is seeing but...it's the scariest thing she has ever saw. Sweat drips down her fore head, her legs failing her, she falls to her knees. That...that can't be... "that is hell." the reaper speaks bluntly looking down at the fire pit like it's nothing.
"It's...it's..." she hears the bloody screams coming from the pit, the screams of agony and pain. Maka feels sick. Hell is just as you would picture it, just ten times worse. Flames shoot up from the cracking grounds of this place, lava pours in every opening.
"Horrible isn't it?" he looks down at her, his expression softening. "...we are the protectors, it's are job to make sure no demon gets out of hell and into the living world. We are the only barrier between hell and earth."
"...that's...that's were I was going to go?..." Maka tears her eyes away from the terrifying sight to look up at the reaper.
"I-
"never mind..." she stands up . "...don't tell me." she doesn't' want to know. She looks around the room, taking notice of all the angels that are in the room with them, there eyes all glued to the hell that's below there feet.
"They watch for the demons, if they see one they alert the others." he comments grabbing her hand again. "If a demon makes it to earth, Horrible things will happen."
"...has a demon ever made it through?" maka looks at him, her fist clenched. "...and I didn't see any thing down there..."
"That's a good thing, if you see one that means they are probably going to attack unless they are feeding." he averts his gaze. "Demons do get through...they are powerful beings one regular demon equals 10 regular angels."
"...what?! Then how do you guys even fight them?!"
"They only come one at a time...there pride in there power is there down fall, they always come alone never wanting to rely on some other demon's strength, in this way and this way only is how we keep them all at bay."
"...what happens if one gets through?"
"Depends on what kind of demon it is...some cause natural disasters, some possesses humans, some start wars, and some cause mortals to commit suicide." he looks at her blankly. "...if a demon lord gets through then the whole world will be effected...a demon lord got through awhile back and because of that world war two began."
"Don't you go to earth and try to stop them?! There the reason for so many deaths so much pain in the world!" Maka's eyes get wide at the last part...
"once a demon is in the living world we can do nothing about it." he closes his eyes.
"What do you mean you can't do any thing about it?!"
"We have rules we must follow." he opens his eyes and looks at her blankly. "We can not interfere with the lives of the living, myself, along with the arch angels are the only ones permitted to even go earth."
"But...all those people...they died in that war because you guys messed up! And you just sat there and watched it happen?!"
"We have rules!" he growls which causes maka to take a step back. "You don't know what we have to deal with, but you soon will and then you will understand." he turns and looks at the other angels in the room. "Get the condemned souls...were going to show this girl what a demon is." at his words angels leave the room.
"...what are you doing?" she keeps her eyes on him not wanting to look down at the Horrible place.
"Opening your eyes." The angels return with bags and bags of souls, they fly over and stop before the hole in the floor.
"Wait no!" Maka shouts just as they dump the bags, dump the people down into the hole, she hears there screams as they fall down, fall down into that Horrible pit. All of a sudden the empty pit is full of...creatures...Horrible, disgusting monsters who at hearing the screams came out from the lava, and from the cracks in the ground. Maka covers her mouth...they are all disgusting. They jump up and grab a hold of the screaming souls, some ripping them apart in there sharp teeth, some just swallowing them hole, others just sink there claws into the poor souls and drag them down into the lava with them...but no matter what...the soul's are still alive...one has it's head ripped off and it's still screaming, it's still feeling the pain. She sees a demon that's a little different from the others, swallow a soul before looking up and grinning at her with it's sharp teeth, she can see his red eyes all the way from here before it jumps back into the pit from which it came. The screaming from all the tortured soul's is to much for maka she puts her hands over her ears, closing her eyes she starts to rock back and forth trying to comfort herself trying to stop her self from going crazy right then and there.
"Mortal." she hears the reaper but she would not speak to him...she would not open her eyes.
"You...you feed them...you feed them people!" she shakes... "and...there not dying...they feel all that pain..."
"It never ends." he walks closer to her. "Let this be a warning to you...that just because your dead doesn't mean you cant' get hurt...being dead is very much like being a live yet this time it will never come to an end."
"...take me out of here..." maka tightens the grip on her head. "Just ...please...I want to go home...I want to see my mom..."
"...come." she feels his hands on her and suddenly all the screaming stops. "...you can open your eyes now."
She opens her eyes and fines her self in front of what looks to be an elevator of some kind.. "...how did we?"
"Reaper powers." he says bluntly as he walks over to a machine next to the elevator and starts typing something in...it looks like a computer...
"what are you doing?"
"I'm taking you to your mother." he finishes typing and the doors to the elevator open. She looks at it in disbelief before looking back at the reaper...
"were talking an elevator?...couldn't you just use your reaper powers to take us there?"
"I could but that would be a waste of power." he grips her arm pulling her close to him. "...before we go I have some rules. One, you are never allowed to go to the living world with out me. Two, no matter what happens you can not interfere with the living, in no shape or form. Three, never ever show your self to the living...this is the biggest rule you could break. If you do not obey me you will be punished do you understand?" he growls.
"...got it just take me to my mom." she looks back at him, not really caring for his rules. She just wants to see her mom.
"As you wish." he leads her into the elevator the doors closing behind them once they are in. "I must warn you." she feels there starting to go up. "At this moment they are having your funeral...you may not be happy with what you see." She looks over at the reaper who is just staring at her with those unnatural eyes of his..
"...I don't care." she looks away and closes her eyes. "...as long as my mom is ok, I need to see her." the reaper just stares at her, his expression giving nothing away...she wants her mom, she wants the normal...she has seen hell, she has seen demons and she has seen angels...she just wants to see her beautiful mother...she just wants to see her breathe, to see what she gave her soul away for...to see the light, to see the good in this dark fate of hers...this fate were she belongs to death itself. She grips her heart as the elevator comes to a stop...
Im coming mom.
Soooooo I don't know if you like what I did with it...let me know...it took me awhile to think of how to continue it and the plot I should use. This is...pretty dark and scary so tell me what you think. In this chapter I took this time to kind of...introduce what she will be dealing with...it gave me chills typing some of this. Until next time.
