Hey, sorry it took me so long to update. I went to Disney.
Anyway, here is chapter four. Not sure what you will think about it but I hope you like it.
Here it is.
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"Your soul is mine!" Maka yelled as she gripped Soul tighter. Maka swung Soul with all the strength she had left, right through the witch. The witch screamed as her body was sliced with a black and red demon scythe. Her barely clothed body unraveled in stripes to revel a purple ball floating exactly where the witch once stood. The ball stayed floating. Maka sighed and relisted her hold on Soul's handle, allowing him to return back to his human form and grab the soul by the little witch's hat it had stuck on it.
"Thank you for the final meal, Maka," Soul said as he opened his sharp shark tooth full mouth and swallowed the purple soul whole. As soon as the last collected soul rested in his stomach power started to bubble inside him. It flowed through every inch of his body. Extra scythe blades came out of his back and arms, he almost looked like a cactus with deadly sharp needles.
"We did it!" Maka yelled happily, trying to remain standing up. The battle with the witch had worn her out, and she was exhausted. "You're a Death Scythe!"
"I am now the coolest kid in our school." Soul smirked, as he walked over to his mister. "And, Maka, I have something I have always wanted to tell you." Soul took a hold of Maka's hands.
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Maka awoke from her dream when Asura tried to gently click to door to her room shut. Maka glared at the man dressed only in bandages created from his own skin as he brought in a tray of food. She still had not forgiven him for what he had said about her life, three days ago. He was always around her during the day; wondering if she was okay, if she was hungry, of if she was jus bored. Maka wished that he would just leave her alone for a day or two, so maybe she might be able to find a way back home. She had already tried the only door in the room. With just her luck, it only opened from the outside, and she didn't have control of anything like Asura's scarves to slide underneath. She figured that Asura was as bad as a little kid as he was now, that he would sneak out of the house late at night. She tried to find a loose brick on the window in the hope that she could pull the rest out and slip through. Maka eventually did but when she looked out the small hole she had made, she saw she was on the third floor. She had jumped or fallen is the better word, from a greater distance but she knew she couldn't jump from the window and get far with the Kishin after her. So Maka just had to stake out her time with the asshole until she could get away. Or at least wait until Soul found her and saved her.
"I brought you something to eat, if you're hungry Maka." Asura said quietly. Maka didn't respond to him, she just glared at him. "Oh, please Maka, at least talk to me, even if it is cruelly. I miss hearing your voice."
"You want to hear my voice? Well here is my voice telling you to, GO AWAY!" Maka yelled angrily. "The next time I see your face is when you intend to take me back home or when I kill you, whichever comes first." Asura looked as if he was about to cry.
"But then I wouldn't get to see your true smile. I will only have the memory of that fake one you put on for the foolish people that call themselves your friends." Asura said childishly looking at the ground. Maka froze at his words and all her anger disappeared in a millisecond. She had finally figured out his motives to capturing her. He had been watching her for a while, he told her himself that he was. He had watched her hang around with her friends and most likely with the teachers and when she was alone. He had to have seen all the times she wondered about her mother's safety, all the times she had been mad at her dad for being just a womanizer, and all the times she doubted herself in everything did or was. The reason Asura had taken her away was to make her happy, and all she had been doing was yelling at him. Maka looked away from the nice man, and bitterly yelled at herself for being so mean to him.
"I sorry," Maka whispered. Asura's head perked up as quickly as a puppy's would have if he had just been offered a treat. The whole time he had been watching her, she had never said anything so softly or so regretfully. He moved closer to the girl who looked so ashamed and put her food on the bedside table.
"It's okay." Asura said sitting down next to her. He was surprised when she didn't try to move away from him when he tried to put his arm around her. Maka just sat next to him. She knew it was the least she could do with how she had acted the past couple days. "I am also sorry. I should not have said what I did."
"But what you said was completely true." Maka said trying to make sure he didn't feel bad. She did not think Lord Death would like it, but she was going to be as nice as possible to Asura. "Everything you said was so true and like the saying, it hurt. I should never have flipped out at you like that."
"Whether it is true or not, that did not give me the right to say it." Asura said. He looked at her with a small smile on his face and a small hope that things would be a lot better from here on out. Maka looked up at him and gave him what he wanted. She smiled at him as well, a real smile, one that no one could call fake.
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A very worried Soul walked up to the Death room surrounded but his friends. It had been half a week since Maka had been kidnapped by the evil Kishin, and Soul had felt it. He missed the bookworm. She was his mister, he was her weapon. It was his job to protect her at all cost, even if it meant he died in the process. And what had he done when the Kishin broke into their apartment? He just slept through the whole thing. He didn't even realize she was gone until it was almost time to go to school and Maka still had not gotten up. He had run all the way to school in case she had gone earlier and he was too wrapped up in his video games to listen or care. When she was not there he had gone to tell Lord Death that Maka had gone missing, and he already knew about it AND had contact with her. Soul would never forgive himself for this.
"Hey there? Hi there? How you doing?" Lord Death called cheerfully as the two misters and four weapons walked in. Soul tried his best not to freak out on the Shinigami. He didn't like how his voice was so happy and cheerful when Maka had been kidnapped but the Kishin. The only thing he could do was blame himself for everything that had happened.
"What did you want of us, Father?" Kid asked. He was also taking Maka disappearance roughly. Maka and Kid were a lot alike and had instantly become friends. Everyone even knew that Kid had a small crush on Maka, well exact Maka of course. (A/N I like Kid and Maka together. If you don't, oh well.) Soul didn't know if Maka liked Kid back, but he hoped with all his might that she didn't. She was his mister, and no other guy would touch her without his consent.
"I have had a few more conversations with Maka. And I have been able to track her exact location. It is up to you six to bring her back. The Kishin, Asura, will be there and he will most likely not want her to leave. But you must at all cost not get in a battle with him. You would be fighting on his turf, and Asura will not hesitate to find your weaknesses and use them against you. He might even use Maka as a human shield." Lord Death explained. Soul growled inwardly at this. How could that bustard every think of using Maka like that.
"We will bring her back." Soul said. "That or we will die trying." He didn't wait for the others to agree, or to be dismissed. He walked out of the room. His only plan was to. Get. Maka. Back.
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SO there is chapter four.
I hope you liked it. I was up past my bed time writing it for you.
There may be another long wait before I put on chapter 5, but I will do my best
Thanks for reading now please review. The more I get the quicker the update.