Hey guys. Well the holidays are over. I actually finished this chapter a while ago, but I've been too lazy to post it, so I finally got around to it, and here it is. I don't have anything else to say, so why don't I just shut the hell up and get onto the story.

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

By:HellsWorstMistake

Chapter 7

The streets were finally not flooded, but they were still damp and slippery so no one was out yet. A thick fog floated around the streets. Soul and Maka walked alone back to the apartment, Maka hugging him from the side and his arm around her shoulders. She was shivering from the cold, and from fear. Soul tried to comfort her as much as possible, but he knew she would never be alright until they found Crona safe and sound. Their footsteps echoed in the night, startling a flock of crows who were picking worms from off the wet sidewalks. They were silent because neither of them really had anything to say. The events of the past two days had numbed their minds, and they weren't as active, or cheerful as they used to be. Soul opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out. He wished that it all was just a terrible nightmare, and soon he would wake up to his normal life. As the apartment came into sight Soul got a strange feeling.

"Hey Maka..." She looked at him with her wide, beautiful green eyes. He say fear, and agony, but a trace of love in them. "D... Do you feel like someone is... watching us right now? I know it's a weird question." She looked around, then closed her eyes to sense for any other souls.

"A...Actually there is another soul around. They're in that alley." She pointed to a small alleyway that was directly next to them.

"I'd better go check it out..." He paused when a look of worry came over Makas face. "Nevermind. Let's just ignore it." As they continued walking Soul got the strange feeling again. He looked back towards the alley, seeing nothing. "Maka are you sure..." She threw her fingers over his mouth to quiet him, then spun around. "Maka what's wrong."

"The soul... it just disappeared. I can't find it..." She screamed out when a black hooded figure jumped towards them. He reached his arm out, which was covered by a black, leather glove, and grabbed Makas shirt collar. A streak of red and black flew between them as Soul turned his hand into a scythe and slashed his arm. "What the hell, that presence was gone a second ago... now it just..." She was interrupted when the man pulled a knife on her. Soul countered it with his hand, and kicked him straight in the chest. The man was thrown backwards by the force. Recovering from the fall, faster than they could see, he zipped around behind them and lunged at Maka again with the knife. Maka was able to just barely dodge it, but it was too close for her comfort.

"Goddammit. Who the hell is this guy?!" Soul cursed as he dodged more rapid swings. Soon they began to tire, and the calls were closer and closer each time, but the man seemed to not tire at all.

"This is useless! We can hardly dodge him, let alone gets some hits in on him." Maka exclaimed. Suddenly there was a bright shine that streamed into their eyes, making them all flinch.

"YAHOO!" Yelled a familiar, blue haired assassin, and the man was taken completely by surprise. Black*Star slammed Tsubaki, who was in Enchanted Sword mode, down at the man, lodging her in his shoulder. The man cried out in pain and leaped back from them. "You guys are lucky your god was here to save your asses. I didn't know you were this pathetic." He taunted, but was interrupted by the mans quick attack. "WOAH, that was close." He yelled, almost like he was enjoying himself (which wouldn't be surprising if he was).

"Black*Star be careful! This guy is fast!" Tsubaki yelled at him. He looked down at her.

"I am fine on my own. Stop worrying."

"Well I am just trying to keep you safe!"

"A god doesn't need help to keep himself safe. He helps keep all weaklings safe." The man used their argument to his advantage and dashed towards Black*Star and Tsubaki. Luckily, Maka took Soul in scythe form and leaped in front of them, parrying the strike. Soul grinned, even though no one else could see it.

"Well, Maka, it looks like someone has got their fighting spirit back." She grinned back at him and pushed against the man, making him flail his arms in the air, and took another swing at him. Turning the battle around, she made him leap backwards to dodge each swing she sent at him. Black*Star joined in and came at him from behind. Together they sent him running all over the place. Finally he ended the charade and jumped above them both, sending them crashing into each other. A strange aura formed around his hand as they both recovered. He waved his arm and a long slash of energy was thrown towards them. Luckily they recovered in time to dodge. The energy hit the ground, cutting a long slash into the ground, the impact throwing them backwards. Black*Star was the first to counterstrike as he leaped up the buildings toward the man. Bolts of energy were repeatedly being shot his way, but he evaded them like they were moving in slow motion. By the time he got there the man was thrown off guard and Black*Star was able to land a hit on his arm. The man fell to the ground, holding his injured arm as he dashed towards the alleys, but Maka beat him there landing another blow on his leg. Black*Star fell behind him, preventing him from escaping.

"Time for you to lose the hood." Maka said confidently as she took it in her grasp. Before she had a chance to pull it off a jolt of pain burst through her back. She turned around to see another hooded person pull a sword out of her.

"MAKA!" Soul shouted, but he was thrown away, still in scythe form, by a third hooded person. Black*Star tried to run, but the hooded man grabbed his leg and sent him towards the street floor. The second hooded man was twice as short as the other two, and the third towered over them, his muscles clearly visible through the thin fabric. They wrapped the man's arms around their shoulders and carried him away. Maka struggled to look up, and the short hooded person turned to look at her. She gasped in disbelief as a strand of pink hair fell from it's hiding in the hood.

"C...Crona?" She forced out before she passed out, pale and bloody, on the street.

~~(0.0)~~

Stein woke up on the floor, his head aching. He stood up, realizing he had probably rolled off of it. Marie yawned and shifted, not realizing her husband had left her grasp. A smile widened on his face as he watched her sleep so peacefully. She seemed to take his mind off of the nightmare he just had. Strange. He thought. It seemed so real. His chair sat in the corner of the room, knocked on it's side. Feeling around, he searched for Maka's soul in the city. Why would I have this dream about her? Nothings gonna happen to her. He stiffened as he found her soul very, VERY, weak. Pulling on his coat, he rushed out the door. Oh god, please tell me she's alright. They couldn't have got her. It's too soon! Thoughts of worry and fear raced through his mind as he rushed through the wet streets of Death City.

Oooo. Stein knows! Anyway sorry if this chapter was so short. I was in a rush to finish it, because I wanted to finish it before I start my new fanfiction (which will be released soon). And yes I am not going to stop making this, or make it any less of a priority. Until next time, seeya!

R&R please!