Souls POV
Where the hell is maka? Maka never takes this long... she should be here by now. I better go look for her. Soul heard shouting and a knock on the door as he prepared some soup for the two of them. Great. Here comes blackstar, the godly idiot. He placed down the soup and walk to the door and opened it from which the yelling was commencing."Hey blackstar? You seen Maka round?" He questioned. The ninja strode in as he help his hands behind his head.
"No. Me and my godliness have more important things to do." He replied. Here he goes with that godly crap again. Where's a Maka chop when you need one... Soul sighed as he walked out the door.
"Thanks anyway..." He said as he walked down the hall. I bet Maka probably got herself in some trouble. If it has anything to deal with Crona i'm gonna kill that bastard!
Maka's POV
Where the- Wait. I'm at medusa lair. I must have lost consciousness on the way here. Where's soul? He must not have picked up my trail. I guess I gotta figure out how to get outta this... " Why hello maka. Isn't nice you here?" Medusa hissed.
I'd rather die. That's probably what's gonna happen anyway. " What do you want with me medusa? Whatever it is you better hurry up and do it." Maka claimed as she struggled to break her bonds.
" Why such a rush to die? Your life is that bad? Let me kill you to ease the pain. How should I kill you fast or slow? Better than that I'll let crona kill you." the witch laughed. Crona that traitor. I'm gonna beat the hell outta you literally. I'll probably die in the process but im not giving up without a good fight.
" I will get a chance to fight wont I medusa?" The blonde questioned.
" Of course." Medusa replied on her thrown. " Hmmm? What's this?" Before anyone else realized what happened soul rushed in.
" Maka!" he screamed.
" Soul." the meister whispered as she gazed at him. " Soul stay outta of it for a second I was just about to get my revenge on crona!"\She as her binds began unraveling. Once untied Maka charged with a leap to the air. The pinkette received a blow to the face as she came down. Crona was panic stricken once he felt the pain as he fell. Medusa laughed with maniacal humor.
" Well isn't that a lot of anger. How about this. You die and soul can kill crona in your place. I'll let him live for now." Medusa hissed deviously. What is this about? Letting soul live? She'll kill him the moment im gone. Im not that stupid!
" Medusa I know your lying. Once I die your gonna kill soul before he gets the first punch!" I yelled.
" Oh contraire Maka. I couldn't dare resist a good fight between your weak, determined, angry weapon, or a strong black-blooded wimp. Honestly Maka, I think soul would win. Crona isn't so 'head-strong' as he should be. Crona should use this as a chance to prove if he is loyal or disgrace to his own mother. Beside I could always kill soul another day. When the time is right." the witch hissed shooting crona a glare. Maka was astonished, and furious.
" Medusa your heartless! You would say that about your own son? I don't care how horrible he is. That's not right!" The bookworm snapped.
" So Maka. Whats your decision? Hmm?" I have to make the decision. A shadow consumed Maka's face.
" I choose to switch with soul."
" What!? Maka no!" Soul sceamed he was being retrained.
" Soul, please. Your a phenomenal partner, and a great friend I don't want you getting hurt because of me anymore. Beside you've done enough already so, Thank you. It'll be fine. Remember," tears strolled from her hidden emerald eyes. " I love you Soul Eater Evans." Maka remarked as she was hung over a boiling pot that smelled of black blood. What in the hell? What are they trying to do besides kill me!?
" Maka! No! PLEase! I Love you! Let that be me. Maka!" the scythe screamed. Maka whispered under her breathe.
" Soul."
