Me: Time for the ultimate conclusion to POI. I hope everyone has been enjoying my story so far!

Soul: Now it's personal demon!

Maka: I'm gonna take his soul!

Me: Down guys.

Soul: Not until I tear that little bastard to shreds.

Me: All in good time.

Black Star: Well on with it already. Your god does not like waiting!

Me: Right then. Soul If you would please.

Soul: R&R or I will eat your soul!

Chapter 8: The Final Battle. Purification? Or Insanity?

Soul's pov

How long have I been in here?

A week? Two weeks?

No. it seems more like a month.

A whole month.

My sanity. It slowly been dwindling away.

Which way is up?

Which way is down?

Where am I?

A cell?

That's right. I turned myself in to keep everyone safe from the madness.

From the demon.

How much longer can I hold out?

The damn demon almost has complete control of me.

I grabbed the side of my mouth and pulled it back to show my teeth.

Good. I'm still in control.

"For now." I heard the demon state.

"Don't act so cocky demon. Maka should have mastered that new technique by now. Which means it's over for you." I said with a crooked grin.

"Oh I'm not worried about that Soul. I'm much too powerful for something as simple as a wavelength to stop me." he said with a devilish grin.

"We'll just see."

I spent the next few minutes arguing with the demon. I hadn't even noticed I was talking out loud until I heard the door to the cell open.

And in walked Spirit.

"Soul. It's time." he said.

Thank you Maka.

"Then let's get this over with." I replied.

"Get ready Soul. The show is about to begin." the little demon cackled.

"Just shut up." I replied.

"Hm? Did you say something Soul?" Spirit asked.

"Nothing. Just arguing with myself." I stated.

"Right then." he replied.

After walking for like 10 minutes, we were met with Maka and Miss Marie.

As soon as Maka took a look at me her facial expression changed to that of shock.

Did I really look that bad?

"Soul…..you look horrible." she stated.

"Madness will do that to you." I chuckled maniacally.

"There isn't much time Maka. You gotta use soul heal now!" Miss Marie stated.

"Right." she replied.

She held out her hand and it began to glow.

"Just stay still for a minute Soul. This will all be over quickly." she said in a comforting tone."

"Oh no it wont." I heard the demon state.

And in the blink of an eye, I was back in the black room.

No. not again. Not now! Maka look out!

I saw my arm transform into a scythe. And then the demon lunged.

But Maka was quick. She dodged easily.

"Soul! What are you doing?" she yelled.

"You really are a foolish child if you think I'm just gonna let you destroy me." the demon said with my voice."

"Soul what are you…."

"That's not Soul talking Maka." I heard Marie's voice state.

"It's the demon" Spirit finished.

"So that's how it is." Maka replied.

"Just give it up little girl. Even if you manage to hit me with that pathetic wavelength it wont get rid of me." the demon cackled.

"We will just see about that." and then she lunged.

Maka's pov

I lunged at Soul once again. Except this time I was ready for a counter attack.

Soul swung at me with his scythe arm once again. I dodged it once again and went to hit him with my palm.

But he was ready.

Like lightning he transformed completely causing me to miss.

And just as quickly he transformed back.

I felt his hand grab my left arm as he pulled me closer to him.

Then I noticed his blade held up against my neck.

Crap not good.

"What a pity. Slaughtered by the very man you love. I'm sure the both of you will have plenty of time to mourn in oblivion." he cackled.

Then I was removed from Souls grasp by a familiar pair of hands.

"Maka. Sit back for a minute and let us wear Soul down." my papa stated.

"Yeah ok. Just be careful. The black blood has made him ridiculously strong.

"Don't worry. Your papa's got this." he replied.

Then he transformed both his hands into scythes.

"Marie. let's do this." he commanded.

"Right." then she transformed both of her hands into hammers.

"Ah this should be interesting," Soul started. "Let's see just how powerful the black blood has become."

And so the battle began.

All three of them were like blurs of many colors.

Three Death Scythes fighting an all out war.

I could hear the clang of metal against metal. I could see sparks flying around like firecrackers. I could hear grunts and gasps of pain.

And then everything slowed down.

Soul was on his back. One of them must've gotten past his guard.

Then the two Death Scythes lunged at him once again. Ready to knock him unconscious.

But Soul was too quick.

Out of nowhere, countless blades appeared, piercing the two Death Scythes before they could reach him.

No. no it can't be.

Papa?

Miss Marie?

Just as fast as the blades appeared, they were gone, and the bodies that were suspended in mid-air fell to the ground.

I jumped up and ran to my papa.

"Papa? Speak to me. Please let me know you're ok." I cried out.

But there was no answer.

I then heard a chuckle behind me.

"Oh I assure you they're both dead. I must have hit at least two of their vital points." I heard Soul state.

"You….bastard!" I yelled rushing at Soul.

"I will destroy you. And save Soul!" I yelled even louder.

"Let's have it then girlie!" I heard Soul yell back.

It all happened so fast.

The blades appearing.

Me dodging every single one of them just barely.

And then I lifted my hand and struck his chest where his scar was.

"SOUL HEALING!" I cried out.

For Stein

For Miss Marie.

For Papa.

And for Soul. Especially Soul.

And so everything went dark.

When I woke up I was in the black room wearing the black dress that always appeared whenever I was here.

"Maka!" I heard Soul yell?

"Soul? Where are you?"

"Over here." he replied.

And she enough there stood Soul in his pinstripe suit. Sitting in the chair that sat next to the record player.

"I must say I'm quite surprised you managed to get this far girly." I know that voice.

I turned around to see a rather huge demon emerge from the curtains.

"Soul!" I called out.

"Right." he said before turning into a scythe and landing in my hands.

I spun him around for good measure.

"Demon. For killing 3 loved and respected teachers from Shibusen, you will be dealt with swiftly. Your soul is mine!" I yelled out.

The demon only laughed.

"Foolish girl. I don't even have a soul for you to take. You see I am just an embodiment of madness."

"Either way. Your dead!" and then I lunged with soul.

"Let's see what you got." he said.

I swung with Soul aiming at the demons neck.

But he simply caught the blade with his hand and threw the two of us across the room.

"We can't cut him?" I asked surprised.

"No I've tried many times. His skin is as hard as the black blood." Soul stated.

"So now what?"

"Let's try witch hunter."

"Yeah good idea."

I spun Soul around once again. Prepping myself for soul resonance.

"Let's go. Soul resonance." both Soul and I cried out.

"Oh please. You really think that's gonna stop me?" the demon chuckled.

"Just shut up." Soul replied.

I lunged at the demon once more. Swinging Soul forward until his now enlarged and glowing blade met with the demons skin.

I tried to push the blade further. But it just wouldn't break the skin.

"You see girlie? It's useless." he said before back-handing me. Sending me flying across the room once more.

"Maka! You ok?" I heard Soul ask worriedly.

"Yeah I'm fine. What do we do Soul? None of our attacks are working."

"We only got one more up our sleeve. The anti-demon wavelength. Genie hunter."

"Yeah. I hope it's gonna be…"

But I was cut off when the demon suddenly grabbed me. Picking me up off the ground.

"I grow bored of this pointless fight. It's obvious you two can't win. So as the old saying goes, if you can't beat em. Join em." he said that last part with a sadistic grin.

"What?"

Then I felt a darkness start to cloud my mind.

Is this madness? Is he trying to consume my soul with it?

The darkness became deeper and deeper. Threatening to consume me completely.

"Maka! don't let the madness consume you! You gotta fight it!"

Soul. I'm trying. But it's so thick.

Then a thought occurred to me.

Yeah. That should work.

I raised my hand and placed on my chest.

"Soul healing."

And then the darkness disappeared. And the demon was sent flying back. Dropping me in the process.

I fell flat on my ass.

"Ow." I cried.

"Maka. You ok?"

"Yeah I'm fine. Hurry up and transform back into a scythe. Let's finish this." I proclaimed.

"You. You brat! What did you do to me?" the demon barked out.

"I cleansed you out of my body. And I bet that if soul healing works on you, so will genie hunter."

I spun Soul around once more.

"Let's go! Soul resonance!" both Soul and I cried out once more.

We shot up the resonance rate as much as we could. And Soul's blade transformed into a straight blade that glowed even brighter than witch hunter.

I lunged toward the demon one last time.

"Now for the last time. Your soul is mine!"

I swung Soul forward, making a clean cut through the demon.

"I…impossible!" the demon cried out before disappearing."

Then everything went dark.

Soul's pov

I opened my eyes to find Maka laying on top of me in the grass we had been fighting on.

"Oi tiny tits. Get off your heavy." I said shaking her lightly.

"Unh. What happened?" she asked.

"We did it. The demon is gone. And I think you completely destroyed the black blood as well." I stated.

She sighed a long breath.

"It's finally over." she said with a smile.

But that smile disappeared when she remember her father and the others.

We both looked around to find Spirit and Miss Marie both lying on the ground. Pools of blood surrounding the both of them.

And I felt the pain rush back to my scar.

"I did this. All of it. it's all my fault." I stated.

"No Soul. Don't blame yourself for this." she said with a reassuring voice.

But I could see she was gonna start weeping any minute now.

Who could blame her. Her father. The last family she had. Was now dead on the ground.

And by my hands.

Maka. How can you forgive me for this?

**End**

Me: Suspenseful right?

Soul: Very. Pretty cool ending. Other than Spirit and Marie dying.

Me: No sacrifice. No victory.

Maka: PAPA!

Soul: Don't cry Maka. It's just a story.

Maka: -sniffs- I know. -sniffs- It's just so sad!

Me: I will make an epilogue if and only if I get 5 more reviews. Good or bad don't matter to me.

Maka: Yeah so review or I will take your soul!