I let writer's block get the best of me, but here's chapter 13 and the final chapter. I hope you guys like it(even though it's a little rushed).
Chapter 13 - Saved. Saving. Will Save. Savior.
"My, my. How you've grown." Akira walked into the light, revealing his green eyes and blonde hair. Maka's black eyes narrowed, fixing themselves on Akira.
"You still didn't answer my question." Maka growled.
"Could you please get rid of the demonic voice? You're going to bring down the entire building if you continue."
"I DON'T REALLY GIVE A DAMN."
"So rude. Tsk tsk tsk. Your mother wouldn't want you to be this way."
"Who are you to talk about my mother like you know her!?"
"I'm your father, that's who I am." Akira looked at Maka directly in the eyes.
"You're fucking kidding me, right?" Maka slouched over, hanging her head.
"And I killed Kami during birth." Maka's head shot up. "You were never supposed to be born. I tried killing you when you were in Kami's stomach, I tried killing you during birth. Eventually, I got so desperate that I made an alliance with other Kishin's. Your mom was nothing more than a toy to me, and you were never supposed to be born. You are a threat to my power and therefore you cannot live."
"In the beginning, I was just an unwanted child... and now I'm a threat."
"Precisely!" Akira smiled. "I fucked Kami when she was with Spirit. Of course, Spirit didn't want you alive either. He tried to raise you, but he just couldn't do it. He wanted you dead just as much as I did. So one day, he 'accidentally' left you alone in the apartment, not thinking anyone would hear since they were all work. That brat had to be walking in that neighborhood when you decided to open your big mouth."
"Yeah, and because of him, you're alive and threatening our power." Spirit walked out from behind Akira, hands in his pocket. "Hello, Maka."
"So all those emotions were fake? You never cared. Why didn't you just shoot me? Or use a blade to end my life?"
"Because then I'd lose my position next to Lord Death. And then I'd lose my advantage over you. I knew your every mission, and I even made alliances with some Kishin's to try and kill you." Spirit smiled.
"You didn't care about mom?" Maka asked, her black eyes filling with tears. Spirit's eyes went wide a little before he answered her question.
"She slept with Akira."
"Most likely because you cheated on her." Maka spat, the tears sliding down her face.
"And?" Spirit said back, walking up to Maka. "A woman should know her place. Notice how you're the only female meister here. That's because you don't know your place."
"Shut the fuck up..."
"What did you just say to me, little girl?" Spirit knelt beside her, taunting her with his tone of voice.
"I SAID SHUT THE FUCK UP, ARE YOU DEAF?!" Maka's voice boomed throughout the building, shaking the windows and breaking a few.
"Umm... guys..." Blackstar mumbled. "We better bail, or we'll be in the rubble too."
"Let's just jump. Beezlebub will get us." Kid jumped out of the nearest window and summoned Beezlebub.
"Here goes nothing." Blackstar followed suit, landing on the board with Kid. They descended to the ground. It wasn't long before they were surrounded by Kishin's.
"Let's kick some Kishin ass." Blackstar said, facing some men in suits.
"Evolved Kishin's look like humans..." Kid mumbled, taking note how they were slower than most. "They're too comfortable, and they feel invincible. That's why they're so easy to take on... Didn't my father say they can create strategies? Some strategy..."
"HA! IT'S ONLY CAUSE A GOD LIKE ME IS HERE! NO ONE CAN MATCH MY POWER!" Blackstar yelled. Just as he threw his head back to laugh, a demonic voice was heard throughout Berlin.
"YOU KILLED MY MOTHER, LIED TO ME ABOUT MY BIOLOGICAL FATHER BEING A KISHIN, YOU DRAGGED ME OUT HERE FROM MY HONEYMOON, AND TELL ME I DON'T KNOW MY PLACE AS A WOMAN!" Maka's screams caused all the glass in the building to break. "YOU TOOK HER LIFE, AND NOW I TAKE YOURS!"
Maka swung Christian, hitting Spirit and sending him down the eighty floors to his death. She slammed Christian down on the floor, breaking the ground beneath her. She jumped out of the building and knocked down all the major support beams, watching with joy at the collapsing building. She heard the screams of pain from the Kishin's. She saw the innocent people running away. Maka saw Akira falling down into the rubble with the rest of them. She landed next to the big pile of broken cement and scattered papers, a few lights here and a few chairs over there. Satisfied, she began to walk towards Kid, who was shocked at her display.
"Hold it right there, Albarn!" Akira stood up from the rubble, dirt covering his clothes and body.
"The name is Death, Maka Death." Maka turned around to face him.
"Doesn't matter, cause you're about to die."
"Did you not just see that display?" Maka's eyes widened. "I wasn't even using my full power, and you still want to fight me."
"It is by my hands that you shall die." Akira ran towards Maka with a broken shard of glass.
"Only in your dreams." Maka said, dodging every attack.
Akira stood his ground, striking her again and again but missing each time. Akira's eyes widened. Shocked, he turned around and began to sprint. Maka stood still, closing her eyes and sensing his soul.
"Run for cover, mother fucker." Maka muttered, smirking to herself. She began to walk slowly in the direction Akira was running. He didn't dare turn around, all that he needed was to get to safety for a few minutes and he'd win the battle. He found a safe place behind a huge piece of cement. He began to summon some unknown power. He thought he harnessed enough and stood up, letting his whereabouts be known.
"Hi." Maka lifted Christian above her head. Akira took a step back in astonishment.
"How did-?" Maka swept him off his feet using Christian to sideswipe him. He fell down with a hard thud, losing his concentration on the powers he was harnessing. His face showed nothing but fear.
"Oh, daddy. Are you okay?" Maka smiled that crazy crack smile and lifted Christian above her head. She smashed the ground around her and Akira and caused the street to split. There was a massive earthquake that followed. Buildings collapsed, innocent people ran for their lives, Kishin's were impaled with glass and cement shards. Maka stood there, smiling and feeling chills of delight run down her spine. She looked back at Akira who was still on the floor, too scared to move.
"Are you still going to fight me?"
"What... What are you?" Akira nervously clutched onto the ground behind him.
"I'm your daughter. I'm the mistake you should've killed a long time ago. I am your only threat. I am the person you fear most." Maka stared at his green eyes. Maka spotted a nearby fire and quickly thought of something. She lifted her right hand and brought her sledgehammer down on the cement opposite Akira. He was sent into the air and landed in the middle of the fire. Maka ran after him, running through the flames as if they weren't even there. Akira tried to put some distance between them, but Maka caught up to him. She kicked Akira to the ground and smashed his left arm.
"That's the hand that could've had a ring. That's the hand that could've symbolized your faithfulness. That's the hand that didn't want to be tied down. This is the hand that I resent most. It's a promise you couldn't make because you're just like Spirit."
"W-wait. Please!" Maka didn't listen to his cries. Before he could open his mouth, his right arm was crushed underneath Christian.
"That's the hand you could've used to protect her, that's the hand that should've protected her. This is the hand that you used to kill her, all because you didn't want a kid. All because you were selfish, you'd take the lives of two innocent beings. Bastard."
"PLEASE!" Akira tried again with no prevail. Maka brought both her sledgehammers down. She aimed for his family jewels, and hit the bullseye. Akira's painful screams filled the city.
"You only thought about your own pleasure, never hers." Maka brought both sledgehammers above her head again.
"PLEASE, I'M BEGGING YOU! DON'T DO THIS! I'M YOUR FATHER!"
"Wrong." Maka said, a tear escaping her black eyes. Maka brought Christian down on Akira's head, smashing it to bits and leaving his soul suspended in mid-air. Maka came to her senses, her mission complete. She fell to her knees, and dropped Christian in the process. He transformed back to a human and fell forward, letting his face hit the cement in exhaustion. Kid ran to Maka and consumed her in a loving embrace.
"My life is a mistake..." Maka said, eyes back to normal and filling with tears.
"No, Maka. Don't ever think that." Kid spoke with a stern voice that sent a chill down her spine. Maka stood up, looking at the damage she dealt to the city. She saw the souls floating in the air. She walked over to where she killed Akira and gingerly cupped the red orb in her small hands. She looked at Christian who was passed out on the cement.
"Let's bag them all and distribute them evenly at home." Maka started collecting as many souls as she could. Kid ran to the car and retrieved a large black bag used for holding souls.
Maka walked towards Rose Industries and saw one blue orb floating in the air. She fell down, clutching her chest. Spirit Albarn. The man who wanted her dead. He wasn't a Kishin. He missed his wife, and Maka was a reminder of everything they once had. She knew that the soul was tainted, but either way... it was blue. And blue was human.
"Maka..." Kid walked up to her, and stood silently behind her.
"I... I didn't even bother looking at his soul..." Maka said, tears streaming down her face. "All he wanted... was his wife..."
For weeks, Maka stayed alone in her room. She had taken off the bracelets and her rings, and let herself rot away. Kid tried to get her to eat and get some sun, but she refused. The guilt still hanging over her head that she killed a human, the one thing she was sworn to protect.
"Maka?" Kid gently knocked on her door. "Do you want to eat something?"
"No, thank you. I think I'll just take a bath for today." A weak voice barely found it's way to Kid's ears.
"Maka, you have to eat eventually." Kid sighed, a worried expression taking over his face.
"Do you think I can ever be forgiven?" Maka asked, a question that had never left her lips.
"You can't just run away, Maka. If you face it, and begin to fight again for the one's who lost their lives, only then can you atone for your mistake." Kid began to walk away, knowing his words were useless on her. Maka sat on her and Kid's bed, staring at the locked door. She ran her fingers over Kid's side of the bed. The cold sheets made her jump at the touch.
She slowly got up, her legs threatening to give out at any moment. She turned on the hot water and put the stopper in its place. She slipped into the steaming tub and turned off the water. She grabbed a razor and began to shave her legs. She shampooed and conditioned her hair. Then, she trimmed her split ends.
Maka, a woman who was so determined, had given up on everything she had because of a mistake she made. Maybe her husband was right, maybe she should keep fighting for what's right.
"He's right..." Maka sunk deeper into the water. "He saved me once with his hands, and now he's saving me with his words."
Maka walked out of the bathroom with a towel around her body. She picked up the bracelets and slipped them on, along with her rings. She put on black skinny jeans and black socks. Maka walked to the closet and peered inside. She chose a fitted red plaid quarter sleeve shirt. Buttoning it up, she sighed to herself.
"Will it always be like this? Will he always pull me out of the dark?" She let her hands fall to her sides, staring at her reflection. She played with her waist length hair that cascaded over her shoulders. "I hope it will always be this way."
She unlocked the door and opened it, slowly walking down the stairs. Kid was standing in the kitchen cooking some lunch.
"Thank you." Maka said, just loud enough to catch Kid's attention. "Thank you for telling me that."
"Maka!" Kid ran to her, squeezing her, not wanting to let go.
"You saved me once before with your hands." Maka's eyes filled with tears. "And now you've found another way to save me. You're right. I have to keep fighting. I'll fight for the dead, and for what's right."
"Oh, Maka." Kid kissed her, holding her waist. He pulled away and gingerly caressed her cheeks. "I didn't save you. You decided enough was enough, didn't you?"
"No, Kid. You're wrong." Maka smiled. "You were my savior, you are my savior, and you'll always be my savior."
FIN
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