Title: Taken
Warnings: SEVERE Angst, Kidnapping, Implied rape, character torture... Enjoy?
Pairings: SoulxMaka Implied KidxPatty and BlackstarxTsubaki
Disclaimer: I do not own Soul Eater.. if I did.. I'd be rich. :D
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Soul PoV.
The rest of the trip we made without any major incident. There were a few skirmishes with some of the weak protectors of their building, but nothing that we couldn't handle in a few minutes. We ran into about three contenders, but they all fell to the combined front the three of us put forth. There was nothing that would stop us from getting Maka back. That much I knew and felt in my heart, that much I would believe with all of me, or I wouldn't be able to save her. Maka had once told me that if there was no belief in our actions, they would fail sure as anything. I refused to fail when we were this close, when there was something so important on the line. The farther we traveled, the closer we got to the building that had been hidden in a cluster of sand dunes, only the top spire visible from any distance. Unless you knew what you were looking for, you'd miss the sand colored spire rising aboce the dunes. We almost did, but Kid was high enough in the sky that he noticed the building it was attached to.
His warning served to bring our spirits higher, help our weary bodies push a little harder, a little faster. I know I was at my limit, having stayed up all night, and the stress of trying to find Maka and be there for her. It was all taking its toll, and I knew that I would start losing some of my fighting ability the longer I stayed up. The fact that the building was visible now was all that I needed to spur myself forward, to wake me up from my sleepless stupor that was beginning to take over, though I was fighting it with everything I had.
It was strange, we almost seemed like the defenses that we had been running into from the get go had just suddenly stopped showing up. Expecting them to have given up was almost too much to hope for, but every little bit helped in something like this. We sped towards our destination, and behind me, I could feel Blackstar unwrapping Tsubaki in her Chain Sythe form from around his neck, gripping both of her hand sythes in either hand. It made me grin, knowing that he was getting ready, even though we hadn't reached them yet. Above me, Kid was adjusting his grip on Liz and Patty, preparing for our confrontation.
I wish that I'd seen what was going on below our feet, but there was nothing I could do about it. As they say, hindsight is always twenty twenty, and maybe things would be different if I could have seen into the future. The ground beneath my motorcycle erupted in a barrage of sand and grit, knocking both me and Blackstar over and out of the way. I landed in a less than cool position unfortunately, skidding across the sand on my backside. Blackstar and Tsubaki landed in the same position as I did, so it wasn't as bad as it could have been, all things considered. I climbed to my feet only to find that whatever the hell it was that had caused it before was starting a whirl pool into the ground, one that both Blackstar and myself were in range of.
Kid was firing into the mass below us, and Blackstar was scrambling to escape the swirling pool, but as I scrambled, my leg was caught on something. More accurately, something was wrapped around my ankle, dragging me into the swirling vortex. This was not cool, not cool in the slightest! I clawed at the sand, gritting my teeth when it made me no headway in the attempt to escape. I could tell that Kid had stopped firing when he came down near me and knelt on his skateboard offering his hand to me.
"Soul!" I hated getting help because most of the time it wasn't cool… but right now, there wasn't much I could do about it. I lurched upwards, trying to make a pass for his extended hand, missing by mere centimeters. Kid lowered his board and made another pass for it and I lunged up for the next chance but found myself falling faster. Before I knew it, I was falling through a dark passage. What the hell? It seemed like this fall was never going to stop, I just kept falling. Knowing better than to leave my arms and legs spread out, I lifted my arms above my head so that when I *DID* land, I could balance myself.
Finally, I started to see a pinpoint of light that steadily grew larger and larger as I fell, finally falling through it. My knees bent when I landed, my arms swinging down to take some of the impact of the landing. When I straightened, I could see that I was surrounded by a set of three Miesters and weapons, one being the pair of females before. This wasn't good. I transformed my arm into a sythe, defending the first of the attacks shot my way
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Maka PoV.
"You still won't let me help you get revenge on those that hurt you? Come on now, Dear girl… They will only do it again." Medusa had propped herself up on one of the arrows she so enjoyed, making herself hover right in front of my face as she talked. They'd finally taken to chaining my ankles down to – I guess they got tired of me kicking them all the time. Unfortunately, this left me with a sour taste in my mouth, because it allowed Medusa to get close enough that I could see the electric like smog slinking out of her mouth when she talked.
I couldn't sense any soul wavelengths in here – not after they'd moved me from my original cell to one that was different. I hadn't tried to resonate with Soul after he had pushed me away before – but I kept having a nagging feeling that it just wasn't my weapon partner. Logic continued to rule over reason in that – as no one but my partner could enter our souls that way. No one but the Black Blood, but we'd dealt with that a long time ago. Soul hardly ever acted that out of character, even for his 'cool guy' attitude… I groaned when I smelled the rotting, almost dusty smell of medusa's breath and shook myself from my thoughts of Soul and returned to the here and now.
"How rude of you, to be dozing off when I'm talking to you… Do the harsh words that they say affect you so?" My eyes narrowed as they usually were in this place – at this rate I would have permanent wrinkles between my brows. That was something that I'd have to deal with at this rate, if I ever got out of here.
"I can't help it.. You're boring me." I'm sure Soul would have laughed at my quip, being the cool guy that he was and all that. When she frowned, there was a sense of victory as I hadn't been able to get that kind of a reaction out of her more than once already. This made twice now and I had to admit, even though I knew I'd be getting hurt for it, it felt good. "I told you, I don't care what you're talking about. Soul wouldn't turn against me, not unless something was controlling him. Even if you turned me against them, I wouldn't hurt any of them."
"How quaint." Medusa sat with her chin in her hands, that unnaturally wide grin staring at me even as she balanced on her tail. This woman was beginning to piss me off even more than she had in the beginning when she ruled over Chrona. Instead of talking, she moved closer to me, and was only a hairs breath from my face. The stench of her breath was enough to make me gag and put everything I had into not losing what little food I still had. If I had any left. I couldn't honestly tell if I did or not, or how many days had passed. I knew that I was hungry, but that really didn't give me any kind of an indication of how long it'd been. "You cling desperately to a loyalty that will only be your undoing in the end.. Why do you cling so tightly to something worthless like that?"
"It's not worthless. Not in the least, Medusa. Maybe you don't know what the word loyalty means, or courage, or friendship. You might not know those definitions, but I do and I hold those words and more dear in my heart. I have a lot of friends, but only a few that I would trust with my life. I worry too much, sure… I put their needs before my own more often than not and sometimes it might hurt me to do that, but I do it because I love them. I know that they would do the same for me, even if they do try to put on 'tough guy' acts. " I lifted my head and looked at the witch in front of me, boring into her with as much conviction and courage as I possessed. "Not a one of them would leave me behind, not even Liz who's afraid of ghosts and things like that. " I lowered my head, biting my lip slightly as I imagined all of them, coming my way as Soul told me they were. Despite myself, a smile spread across my lips, "Even now, they're on their way here and they're going to destroy you and your people here… The ones that you used to hurt me, and hurt everyone else. You are all going to die in here, so make sure that you're prepared to be killed in this place!"
If my friends heard what was coming out of my mouth, I know they'd be staring in shock. I may have gotten mad before – but nothing like this. I couldn't believe that I was able to get this mad right now, even after everything that had happened to me. These two… three days, maybe more? Had taken their toll on me, but I wouldn't let them get to me – I couldn't let them get to me. I know that if I saw that wolf I wouldn't be able to hold up as well as I was, but for now I could handle myself with just Medusa. I found that if I used anger to fuel my actions, then it worked better. It curled into a hard ball in my gut that I could use to fuel my movements. OF course, that anger only built when things like them hitting me happened.
The punch that Medusa sent my way rattled my chains and sent my head snapping to the side where it stayed while I tried to catch my breath. I had to admit that had hurt, but compared to the punches of the Kieshan I had fought, it felt like a bee sting. While it didn't 'hurt' per say, I still had to regain my breath after something that hit me that hard. My eyes moved to focus on my captor, and I smiled, a smile worthy of one of Souls crooked smirks. That smirk faded the moment I heard a voice by the door and jerked my head up, terror lancing through my entire being.
"Well now.. Looky who's awake." The man stepped closer and closer to me and all I could see was his face getting closer and closer. He stepped around Medusa and she allowed him to get close enough to place his hand against my cheek. That simple touch paralyzed me, and I couldn't even breath, it felt like even my lungs had stopped working. Everything in my body was screaming for me to kick, to scream to do anything to get away from him, but I couldn't, I knew I couldn't. "Now that you're awake.. why don't you help me out with a little problem that I have." His grin turned sadistic as he spoke again, leaning in and getting close enough to me that I could see the slight fangs peeking out of his mouth – fangs that had already caused enough damage. His left eye, the tattoo of 'NO FUTURE' above it was almost the only thing filling my field of vision as the hand NOT on my cheek moved south, to the parts of me that weren't covered by tattered clothing . Though, I don't think there was any part of me not covered in a scratch or wound of *SOME* sort, even my hands and feet hadn't been left alone.
He moved his entire being closer, close enough that I could feel the heat from his skin on mine and forced myself to close my eyes and try to bite back the whimper that was forcing its way out of my throat. I failed miserably, causing him to laugh, the grasp he had on my arm startling me into opening my eyes with a gasp before his tongue invaded my mouth. The only thought running through my mind at the time was an unending repetition of a single two letter word. No no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no….
"Get your paws off of her you damn, dirty dog!"
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Author's Note: OoOoOOOoOoOoOoooooOooo…. Maybe another chapter tonight.. And I beg forgiveness if this fic isn't very good. I'm trying to get into Soul Eater writing styles and such. Enjoy!