" To the station we go, leaving that bitch behind, hope she doesn't find out anytime soon or it is us that will be out of time! Ragnarok sang as Crona walked a little faster down a dark alley towards Death Valley city station. One hand held his other and his head was facing the ground.
"Oof!" A collision happened and he looked up to see a pair of the most beautiful green eyes ever.
"S-sorry" he stuttered, blushing.
"No, I'm sorry." The girl replied, helping him up on his feet. "My name is Maka, what is yours?"
"C-Crona..." He replied blushing and looking back at the ground.
"You're really skinny, Crona. Don't you eat?"
"W-well, it's been a while. Lady Medusa says that food is for good, strong boys. And I'm to weak to deserve anything."
"Well where is lady Medusa now?"
"I left." He said simply, looking up into those emerald pools he could see understanding and empathy. It warm and unlike any other sensation he had felt before.
"So did I." She whispered.
"W-where are you going?"
" I don't know yet, wanna go together?"
"S-sure, if I'm not to much of a bother."
"Well I think we can help each other out." Maka's eyes gleamed with hatred as they boarded the soonest train out of town.