Soul's Afterlife

by JLyn0430

Because of the horrible damage caused by Spirit to Maka when she was just a child, serious extremes happened. Marie thinks Maka's a cold-blooded killer. But that's just the start! Will every one else think this as well? And what does Maka need to accomplish so she can move on from Death City? What's holding her back? This is the sequel to The Forgotten Life of Maka Alburn.

3. Seeing Dead People

Soul's Afterlife: Chapter 3: Seeing Dead People

A/N: So maybe the posting schedule might not be THAT sketchy. I'm actually out of town with my mom for her conference (work related). While she's doing that, I get to do basically whatever I want. So I have a lot of downtime. And what do I like to do during my downtime? Writing fanfiction of course! This chapter might not be as long as chapter two, but who knows what will happen? So enjoy chapter 3!

-JLyn

Maka had finally experienced what Soul had experienced. It was like she just didn't care about anything anymore. Didn't need to. She died feeling nervous and upset and, well suicidal. Unlike Soul, who did it probably just to be with Maka. He died feeling happy and excited. Maybe that's why Maka is finally not caring about anything anymore. She just needed to let loose.

Maka finally got done screaming. And she smiled. Soul was confused. Maka never was like this. SHE was acting Black*Star. She kinda laughed to. Much like when she let the madness take her over just enough to fight Crona. Soul was still pretty sick after seeing Stein eating Marie's soul. Soul hadn't eaten any souls since he died. That's probably the main reason why he felt so sick. But even if Stein hadn't eaten that soul, he couldn't eat Marie's soul. She was like family to him. Plus, she was a weapon. It would've been cannibalism, basically. While Maka was screaming, Soul had drug her out of the house so she can calm down.

"Maka, what's...what's wrong?" Soul asked cautiously. Maka didn't answer. She just smiled like a three year old that just got its toy. "Maka! What is wrong with you?" He put his hands on her shoulders and shook her lightly.

"I finally get it Soul. I get the feeling you felt at first. The feeling of nothing. It feels so...good." She said, somewhat in a whisper. But it was a happy whisper.

"Ugh. Maka. We need to go to Lord Death about this now. Obviously, Stein is no longer of help. And he's gone. There is no more Dr. Stein. And you don't care do you?"

"Nope!" Maka said and giggled. Soul facepalmed and groaned in frustration. He grabbed Maka's hand and lead her in the direction of the DWMA. Soul was getting irritated with Maka looking like a stoner. At least no one could see them. The last thing they needed was Ox giving Maka crap about it. Then it hit Soul. They shouldn't even care what others would probably be thinking of them because they're dead. They won't ever see that idiot again.

Soul and Maka walked into Lord Death's office, or rather walked through, to the office and picked up the pad of paper and a pen sitting on his desk. Lord Death didn't even notice at first. Until Maka accidentally knocked over a vase on a nearby bookshelf. Then he looked up, but he didn't even look scared. Just irritated.

"Maka. Sometimes you are such a klutz." He said while fetching the dust pan to clean up the broken glass. Maka stuck her tongue out at Lord Death in a teasing way. He shook his head at the behavior and sat down again at his desk.

"Yes, Soul?" Soul was surprised.

"I-I didn't know you could see dead people..." Soul stuttered. Lord Death chuckled at the statement.

"My name is Lord Death, Soul. Of course I can see dead people. That's why I'm a little weird sometimes. Because they drive me nuts!" He explained.

"Oh... Well, we kinda have a problem. We can't leave... earth anyways.." Soul kinda felt embarrassed for saying that for some reason. He doesn't have a reason to feel embarrassed.

"Soul, the only reason your stuck here is because you have things left undone." Soul still didn't get it.

"What would I still need to do?" He asked.

"You were always meant to do or be something. Maka too. That's why your both stuck here. Why were you and Maka students at the DWMA?" He hinted.

"To fight all the afreet's." Then it clicked. "Wait. Are you saying I have to become a death scythe to move on? But what about Maka? She's not a weapon." Lord Death just looked at the boy. Soul no longer wanted to think. But it was clear Lord Death wasnt going to give him the answer anytime soon.

"So, if to move on, you have to do or that something you meant for, does that mean Maka has to help me become a death scythe?" He knew that was it. It was mainly a rhetorical question.

"Oh good! You got it!" He clapped his hands in a very homosexual way. Soul had to look away then..

"But that not my only problem. I still have a lot of questions. Especially about Maka... She's not herself right now.." Soul sighed.

"How so? He asked, the fear in voice scared Soul.

"Well, she's in herself. She said feels nothing, she said she didn't care that Stein turned into an afreet, that-"

"What do you mean Stein turned into an afreet?" Lord Death interrupted. Soul explained exactly what happened in so much detail, he shocked himself.

" Hmm, well. Remember when he was suffering from the madness, and he was basically in custody of Medusa? She then must've given in something that we don't know of and he doesn't- er... didn't remember it. Either that or a spell she did with out with him knowing about it."

"Is..Is there a way to get back Stein?" Soul gulped. He couldn't lose the friend who helped him after Maka died.

"No. He needs to be put out of his misery. Why do you think afreet's are so evil?" Soul shrugged.

"Cold-hearted?" He asked expecting a no.

"Eh kinda. Their Soul's are cold, which is delicious for weapons, but horrible to have. They search for other soul's to make them feel better for little while. But it's still wrong." He explained. "Didn't you learn that in class a long time ago, Soul?" Soul looked at him, feeling embarrassed.

"I slept a lot in class..." Lord Death laughed.

"I figured. But, as for the weapon thing, You only need two more souls. But see, ts different when you're dead. The last one can't be a witch's soul. Witches can cast spells to repel ghosts our dead people. So it's literally impossible to kill a witch when you're dead. So, you have to kill an afreet that you used to know as a person. It's actually quite rare to do this though. So you're very lucky." Soul was horrified. He had to kill Stein.

A/N: Yes. I will pick up on the conversation between Lord Death and Soul. I just figured this would be a good stopping point, you know? Who doesn't just love a good cliff hanger? Some people hate them, but you know, I'm not here to impress everyone. So, uh... I feel the sequel story (this) isn't doing as well as The Forgotten Life of Maka Alburn. I feel not many people are looking it as much. So, PLEASE PM me or reply to this chapter what I could do better. I know I said I wasn't here to impress every one, but it sucks feeling like no one wants to read your work. So please, do me a favor and TELL ME WHAT I'M DOING WRONG! It'll take two minutes out of your lifetime.

-JLyn