Hey there again guys. I am pretty lucky to have gotten this far already, considering how much schoolwork and other stuff like that I have going on. I have a huge Rugby tournament and the finals (if we make it) are 28/11/12, so I have been very busy practicing. But I still found the time to make this for you guys, so here it is. Now this chapter will be the start of the main storyline. Remember that if you haven't already, make sure you go back and read the LAST PARAGRAPH of chapter 2. Or else you will be very lost as to what is going on. Enjoy!

This chapter is rated T for Intense Language

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Soul Eater. Please support the original release.

By: HellsWorstMistake (Zemohia)

Chapter 3

Maka stood in the living room, processing what had happened.

"Crona! What is going on with you?" Tears rolled down her face and dripped onto the floor. It was 3 in the morning. Rain was still pouring down outside, flooding the streets. Black Star had just come by to tell her that she missed a VERY important meeting because she was "too busy" with Soul. Now Crona had run off and everyone is in a panic. Maka began to dry her eyes then walked into the kitchen. She grabbed out a tea package and heated up some water. She sat at the table, planning on what she would do next. She spaced out until water boiling snapped her out of it moments later. As she dipped the packet into the mug thoughts of Crona and her flowed through her mind. Oh Crona, where are you? Oh death, please let him be alright." Suddenly her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a knock on the window. She jumped out of her seat and ran to the living room where there was a note taped to the large window. The wind blew hard, threatening to tear it off and send it flying through the wind. Quickly she threw it open, grabbed the note, and pushed it hard against the wind until it closed completely. The note was damp, and the ink was a little smeared, but still readable. The words hit her like she had gotten slapped.

"Maka my friend, I do not want to leave you, but I bring danger to all of you. I could never deal with it if you got hurt. So I am leaving, not because I hate you, but because I am going to end this once and for all. Medusa knows I am the only one who can revive her, so I will end her for good, by ending myself. I will always remember you, and hope you will never forget the times we've had. You are like a sister to me, and I never want that feeling to go away. Farewell... Forever. Crona"

She stood there, staring at the note with disbelief. The feelings of suffering and sadness stung her like a knife through the heart. She swung open the window and yelled out into the streets, "CRONA! DON'T LEAVE! YOU CAN'T DO IT! CRONAAAAAA!"

Her throat hurt from how loud she was screaming. Soon Soul ran out with boxers on and rushed to her side.

"Maka what the hell is going on." She was at a full sob now, and she couldn't speak, so she handed him the note. As he read it his eyes widened. "No! Why? What the hell? Why would he..." He stuttered on as Maka sobbed into his shoulder. He pulled her close and rested his chin on her head, letting the note fall to the floor. "I am so sorry Maka, I wish I could do something..." He paused. He broke away from her, but grabbed her hands. "I'm going to find him. Stay here, and make sure that no one knows where I'm going." She nodded and tried to speak again, but her throat refused to let anything come out except a small whimper. Soul walked over into his room and pulled a small key out from a box on his nightstand. Unlocking the top drawer, he opened it revealing a Glock 19. He threw on some jeans and a t-shirt, then put on his leather jacket, hiding the gun in one of the pockets. Maka looked at him with worried eyes.

"Don't worry, I'm not gonna shoot him. It's only for if anything bad happens." He motioned towards the bed. "Go back to sleep. You need it." He kissed her before turning away. Before he walked out the door he said. "I love you so much. I'll find him for you." And with that he left.

~~(0.0)~~

Soul

The wind stung Souls face as he zipped through the wet flooded streets on his motorcycle. His hair flowed behind him as he looked around for Crona. Dammit. Why does this kid have to be so hard to find. He could be anywhere. After an hour he stopped the bike and took a rest on the sidewalk. Now think. If I had a problem with Medusa where would I go? He jolted up as an idea popped into his head. The rain started to let up a little as he jumped back onto his bike, and raced towards the border of the city. All the buildings faded away in the distance as Soul raced towards the large house with stitches in it. Giant arrows stuck out of the ground like trees. The sign of that bitch Medusa. I just remembered why I hate coming to this place. Soul thought. A thick fog rose on the horizon as he drifted his bike to a full stop in front of Dr. Steins' lab. Crows that covered the lab soared away into the murky night sky. The moon shined over the porch as Soul walked up the front steps. They creaked under his weight letting off a screech into the silent air. He knocked, waiting for someone to answer. After a minute he tried again. When no one answered he slowly turned the handle, and opened it.

"Hello. Anybody here?" Nothing. He took a step in and looked around. "Stein? Marie? Anyone?" The only noise was a slight breeze that blew past him into the house.

"You should probably close the door. You could let in a draft." He jumped at the sudden voice that appeared behind him. It was shaky and raspy, but recognizable.

"CRONA! Where the hell have you been?" Soul turned only to be knocked by a blunt force, sending him flying into the living room. "Crona! What the hell..." This time Crona swung Ragnarock, his talking and shape-shifting sword, at Soul. Soul turned his arm into a scythe blade and blocked the blow. Crona repeatedly threw slashes and stabs at Soul, but he blocked every one of them with ease. "What are you doing. Is it Medusa?!" When he said that Cronas' eyes widened, then he stopped swinging. He stood there trembling.

"Y... yes. It is. She haunts me." A tear rolled down his cheek. "She won't leave me alone. Maka... I just want her to be safe... I just..." He fell to his knees and wept. "I won't let her hurt Maka." Then Soul kneeled next to him and wrapped his arm around him.

"Look bro... I won't let her hurt Maka. Just tell me what's going on." His voice was soft and comforting. Crona stopped whimpering and looked up at him. "Look Crona... you're my friend. I won't let anyone hurt ANY of my friends." He patted Crona on the back and sat back.

"Friend? You say I'm your... friend?" Soul gave a big grin, revealing all of his shark-like teeth, and nodded in approval. "It's just... Medusa... She is talking to me... in my head... my dreams... she wants me to help bring her back to life... so she can... can..." His voice was choked and he looked like he was about to cry again.

"Please Crona don't cry. What does she want to do?" Soul put his hand on Cronas shoulder to comfort him.

"She wants... to KILL you all. She wants revenge on all of you." Soul looked down to the floor. Wow I am so stupid. Why didn't I think of it. He opened his mouth to say something, but Crona interrupted. "No! You can't tell Maka where I am. Don't follow me. I can't go on living like this. I WON'T!" He stood up and began to run out the door. Soul rushed after him, but Crona stopped and slammed Ragnarok's' hilt into Souls forehead. He began to feel woozy and all his energy seemed to fade away. Soul fell to the floor, but reached out towards Crona. "DON'T FOLLOW ME!" Crona yelled.

"No. Come back..." Then Soul lost his grip on consciousness and blacked out.

~~(0.0)~~

The wind had picked up again and ran was pouring through the open door by the time Soul woke up. A trail of blood lead out the front door. Of course, it wasn't Cronas. It was Souls. He sat up which sent a jolt of pain through his head. The wind stung the spot where Crona hit him with Ragnarock. He got to his feet and rushed out to the front porch.

"CRONA! WHERE ARE YOU?" He yelled into the distance. No sound returned. "CRONA!" HE kept yelling. he took a few steps forward. "CRONA! WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?!" He slammed his fist against a nearby arrow. Pain shot throughout his entire body. He jumped onto his bike and rushed towards the city, calling for Crona as he went.

So there you are. Epic? Suspenseful? All of the above? Well just be glad I got this done. I have had some extra time in school, so when I finish my work early I can work a little on this. So the next chapter will have more action, and more characters will get involved, so follow the story so you know when it is released. Anyway R&R.

Zemohia Out!