SoMa Week 2014

Day 3: Insanity (Third Person POV)

Plot: In which Soul has admitted to cheating and Maka takes matters into her own hands. This is loosely based on the short story 'Lamb to the Slaughter' by Roald Dahl.

"Miss Albarn, could you tell us what happened the night you're weapon was murdered?" Kid asked his notepad and pen ready in hand. Maka Albarn sat behind the bars of the DWMA dungeons, her bangs covering her once vibrant emerald eyes. She shook her head, refusing to tell the tale. Kid sighed. "Maka, it has been three weeks and you've set nothing. Until you prove yourself innocent, we're allowed to let you out!" The blonde haired meister stayed silent. The shinigami sighed once more before he got up and walked away.

"I'm not innocent," the Shinigami stopped.

"What do you mean?" he questioned.

Maka stayed silent before she continued.

"Would you like to hear my side of the story?" she asked her voice barely above a whisper. Now it was Kid's turn to remain silent. This was what he has been looking for all along. He walked back to his friend's cell, his notepad and pen poised in his hand.

"I'm all ears,"

"Well, let's go back to three weeks ago, shall we?"


*Three Weeks Ago*

"Hey Soul, I'm home!" Maka called out into the dark apartment. There was no reply and Maka began to wonder if Soul was going to be late again. The meister opened the lights and continued walking in "Hello, what do you want to eat? We could just order a pizza and then…"Maka stopped when she saw her weapon, his eyes open in shock, a deep gash marring his torso, dead.

"Soul," Maka went up to the body of her weapon. "Who did this to you?" The meister began to cry. There was blood everywhere but she didn't care. All she cares about is who murdered her weapon, her best friend, the love of her life. She could see Soul's soul float in the air and she grasped onto it, tears running down her face. She quickly got up, reaching for the phone and calling the help.

In a matter of minutes, there was a knock on the door and Maka opened it to find her father, friend and newly made Lord Death the Kid and a couple policemen behind them. At the sight of them, she immediately broke down, sobs racking her body. Spirit hated to see her daughter in such state of mind.

"Maka, we have to investigate the crime scene and then we're going to take you downtown for some questioning about what happened when you got home." The meister nodded, and waited as they went to investigate the crime and take away the body.

While the police investigated, Kid and Spirit went ahead and asked what happened and she replied that she didn't know who did it.


"Okay, anything else you want to add?" Kid asked as he filled up at least three pages of jot notes in his notepad. "I-I wasn't completely honest when I said I didn't know who was responsible,"

"Oh? Do tell,"

"Well,"


*An Hour before the Murder*

Maka sat idly on her bed, her nose in a book as per usual. She had just finished doing her homework and was waiting for her weapon, partner and boyfriend to get home. She began to suspect that something wasn't right, since he would arrive at least two hours late from when he said he would get home. This has been happening for a month now. What if this was his way of saying that he doesn't want to be partners anymore? What if he found a prettier, perkier meister that could wield him? What if?

All these questions were swirling in her head as she could hear the front door being opened and closed. That must've been Soul. She saved her place in her book and got off of her bed, ready to greet her weapon.

"Hey, Maka greeted. Soul stayed silent, though he acknowledged her presence. He nodded her way and went into the kitchen, fishing out the juice carton and taking a quick swig.

"What's for dinner?" he asks. Maka blinked before she answered. "Whatever you want. If not we could just call up that pizza place or order take out." "Take out's fine," he muttered. The meister furrowed her eyebrows in confusions. Soul was being unusually quiet.

"Is everything alright?"

"Yeah, just a headache, that's all. Just call me when the food is here…" he said as he went into his room, shutting the door behind him. Maka was confused. Soul is much more distant than usual, she told herself, but she decided to let it slide as she ordered the food.

Once the food came in and everyone was at the table, the pair ate in silence, and it was making the meister feel uneasy.

"Good dinner Maka," Soul stood, pecking the meister on the cheek, but it felt hesitant.

"Soul, we need to talk," Maka began. The weapon raised an eyebrow and sat back at the table. "Is there something going on? Because you seem distant. You're out every night and come home late; we rarely do well on missions...I just need to know what's going on,"

Soul stayed silent, the tension in the air becoming noticeable. He took a breath.

"Maka, I haven't been completely honest with you…" he began. "I know that but why?"

"It's because…" he hesitated and Maka knew immediately what was to come. "What?" She wanted to know the truth and it was starting to eat at her; eat at both of them, actually.

"I've been seeing someone…" Soul finally said. Maka stared at her boyfriend blankly. He has been cheating on her? She should have seen the signs! She was right; all men were cheating pigs.

"I'm really sorry, Maka! I couldn't face you and tell the truth and I've wanted to for a long time now…" The meister of the group just blocked him out, and she entered into some sort of trance. Suddenly, all she could see was red.

Her arm turned into a blade, and soon, Soul 'Eater' Evans' blood was spilled on the blade.


"So, you killed him," Kid concluded. Maka nodded. "I pretended as if someone came in and murdered him so that I wouldn't get questioned any further, but I can't let the truth be hidden forever; I let my insanity get to me," Kid let out a sigh. "Maka Albarn, you are under arrest for first degree murder." The Shinigami said solemnly as he placed his pen and notepad in his pocket. "We will let you know your fate in a few weeks," he said before he departed.

Maka sighed. She knew that this day would come. She looked down at her slowly growing bump, rubbing it slightly.

"I'll never forgive you, Soul."


RJ: So I have a bit of a murder type of story and I thought what if Maka went insane when she found out that Soul cheated on her? Well I am very sorry this is late I have been very busy these past few days that's why they're coming at such a slow pace.