Chapter 3

As Nami looked into the women's gaze she saw neither disgust nor anger, Nami saw only sadness in the women's charcoal eyes, she tried to pull away, but was thoroughly stuck as the women kept her in place, even though the black substance was only covering a small portion of her blade, and no amount of withering would get her out, so she did what she had never done before, she fell to her knees and bowed her head in submission. "I'm done just please make it quick" she begged, dropping her casted hand from covering her chest completely shutting down her mind for the next thing she thought would come.

Crona looked at the girl, she still held her with the black blood, but what she saw before her was not what she had expected, what she saw was someone who had had a very tough childhood, and still needed guidance, her motherly instincts kicked in and she fell to her knees hugging the girl as she did.

Markas, had regained his composure and was ready to help Crona if needed but when he looked at the two what he saw almost broke his heart. Well the little he did have, broke at least. For what he saw was the girl, he still did not know her name, and Crona hugging and crying together, what he could not tell was whether they were crying from being hurt or happiness. Never the less, when they finally parted he saw both of them were fine and the girls arm was not a scythe anymore, and most importantly she was still naked. He looked away his face going red as he grabbed a blanket from off the bed and draped it around the girl, as Crona looked at her as well Cronas face just as red when she realized this as well.

"A woman should always keep herself covered" he quoted, while the two got up from the floor.

Nami turned at him and was about to say something smart, when they were interrupted by the opening of the door, and the entrance of not only someone Nami knew a lot about, she was also looking very pregnant.

Crona looked at her old friend with a smile as she held her right arm, not in pain, it was now a habit, even if she was not nervous, as Maka looked over to the wall with slight annoyance and then to her son, with the same expression.

Markas was going to say something, but was interrupted as Nami fell to her knees, Crona caught her before she could completely fall, but all three of them realized that she had reopened her wound, because the bandage was almost completely red.

Crona and Markas helped Nami to the bed, as Maka very carefully removed the bandages. "I told you not two not to let her move, because of her stiches' and now…" she growled in frustration, as she quickly, pulled out a needle and began to thread it.

Markas flinched inwardly as he knew this was going to be painful for her. Crona said nothing as, she held onto Namis shoulders and motioned for Markas to hold her legs, which he did, blushing as he tried not to stare at anything that might make him a perv, and settled for looking at the far side wall.

Done threading the needle she looks to the girl, who seems to be conscious, but she was eyeing the needle carefully, "do what you have to" she says as she closes her eyes bracing herself. Maka nods as she very carefully began stitching the wound.

Nami who was expecting the pain was not expecting this. As Maka continued Nami cried out in agony, she never imagined it would feel like this, and in her agony she began to flail, and in so doing that, she accidently kicked the boy she believed to be Markas in the face, who let go of her legs and covered his face, as she now had her feet free she began to kick and squirm even more.

Maka, tried to calm the girl down but with her attention still on trying to stich her up, she felt they might all get kicked like Markas, and telling how he was staying on the ground holding his nose that did not look pleasant. Just when she thought she would have had to duck, and possibly rip the needle through her skin in the process, two firm hands came and firmly held the child's legs down. When Maka looked at the newcomer she smiled as she saw it was soul. "a cool guy never leaves a lady to suffer" he says smiling in an almost shark way.

After a almost half an hour of pain and thrashing, Maka had finally re-stitched up the wound and was now cleaning it. While Nami tried to get over the initial shock of almost bleeding out, "again". The boys had been sent out of the room after Maka had given Markas a Maka chop, which was very impressive since she was rather pregnant, and caused soul to sigh pick him up and carry him out of the room without another word.

As Maka was cleaning the wound, Crona who remained silent through most of the procedure was now putting a wet cloth over Namis head, as Nami kept breathing rather harshly. Nami opened her eyes as the pain very slowly began to fade away, as she looked at both the women she thought to be the legendary kishin slayer Maka Alburn, or was it Maka soul now? Nami shook her head as she began to ask why she was helping her, but was interrupted by the women putting a towel over her brow, "try not to speak, or move to much, I don't know much about healing but we don't want those wounds to open again." The women says it with kindness but her serious look, almost contradicts the statement.

Maka chuckles as she kind of knew what the girl was feeling, Crona was god at fighting and protecting her friends, but when it came to expressions and mood, she was rather, well lacking. Maka kept smiling as she gathered up her things, when she had everything in her arms, using her belly as almost a table to balance the items on, she gave one last smile, before speaking in a happy tone. Lunch is almost ready, when you feel well enough just come on down, but don't push it. She says motioning for Crona to follow her. Crona nods to Maka and with a nod to Nami she and Maka leave and close the door.

Nami lay in her bed she tries to sit up, and with a little pain she does, and then has a look around the room, it was well lit but it still felt almost omanis, and scary. Flipping her legs over the bed she sat there for a few seconds before trying to stand. After a couple seconds of wobbliness she regained her balance and was able to walk a few feet, before she finally went to the door, she very slowly and quietly opened the door and looked out. She saw no one there so after donning a shirt and some shorts that were a little too big, she began to wander the halls, heading for the stair case. What she did not expect was to see both the women that she had thrown off the bed, she never did get her name, Nami thought as she hid behind a wall and got as closely as she dared before she could hear their conversation.

Maka sighed as she looked at Crona, her face dark and sad, as she adjusted her a strew ponytails, that still made her look childlike even if she was older, and spoke in a hushed whisper "Crona you know we can't take her in," she rubbed her arm in looking nervous as she continued" you saw what she was capable of when you fought her, Crona raised an eyebrow surprised she knew about the fight but stay quiet as she listened. Maka sighed once again as she did not meet her friends eyes, "you remember when soul and I went on that mission for death a while back and we asked you to watch Markas?" Maka said still not looking at her causing Crona to get even more suspicious. "Well," she hesitated, Crona just waited as Maka seemed to get even more nervous, "it was to, umm…" she tried again. "Kill the blue blur, and his weapon the blue cannon correct?" Maka nodded.

Nami sat listening confused but that's when she realized, her parents, according to her sister, were murdered, by people thought to be heroes, that's when I hit her, Maka and Soul were the ones who had killed her parents!

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