The Kidnap – Chapter 2

General POV:

The man with the white hair silently picked up the ash blonde female and started on his way back home. He wasn't going to bring her back to Death City. Not just yet anyways. He still had some explaining to do. He knew Maka very well, and he also knew that she would question him until he went deaf if he didn't tell her. Death forbid you ever keep something from Maka Albarn.

It wasn't before long that the white haired man had gotten to a little house in the woods just outside Death City, that he was currently calling his home. He knew that Maka's scythe partner, Soul 'Eater' Evans, would soon be worried sick about his partner. Which didn't give him a sufficient amount of time to really explain the situation. After all, that was something that he usually left to his wife. She was the people person. He defiantly was not a people person.

Seconds after the man walked in the door, he was greeted by a hyper looking 14 year old with a purple cat that was resting on her shoulder. The girl had red hair and blue eyes that where soft and easy going. They were defiantly her Mothers eyes, considering the man had very rough and jagged features that made him look somewhat like a demon.

"Papa! You found her!" She beamed up at her Father. The man smiled sadly, his daughter only reminding him of his wife. The girl looked at the meister in an odd fashion, acting as though she expected something else from the woman that was currently in her Father's arms. "She's so young…" The man just smiled and nodded slightly to acknowledge his daughter. "Yes, well… It seems we have the wrong time period… How uncool could this get..?" He looked down at the young woman, tears forming in the corners of his eyes. If only he could have saved her in his time.

Maka's POV:

After what seemed like hours of wandering in my thoughts, I was finally able to open my eyes. I was greeted by a purple cat pawing at my face. I groggily shooed the cat away with my hand, unable to shake the feeling that I somehow knew the feline. A little girl, that could have been no more than 14, was staring at me shyly from the other end of the couch that I was currently resting on. Where was I again..?

"Papa, she's finally awake!" The little girl stated in an excited voice. Once again, I couldn't shake the feeling that I somehow knew this girl from somewhere? Maybe she was a student at the DWMA? I looked at her, confused. "Do I know you..?" I asked, cautiously. For some reason, the girl looked hurt.

She hesitated before answering, looking as if she was in self conflict, searching for the correct answer. "No… I'm afraid not. My Father rescued you from being kidnapped and brought you here. He asked me to watch you until you woke up to make sure you're alright. He went to go cook you some dinner…" She stated plainly. Images suddenly flashed through my head as I remembered the events of the kidnap.

The man with the white hair and red eyes walked into the room, carrying a plate of pasta. Which was surprisingly my favorite dish. "So you're finally awake?" The man smiled at me happily. I could feel the look of confusion stretch across my features. "S-Soul?" I managed to get out. The man looked slightly alarmed for a minute, then shook it off. He smiled softly.

"No, no. I don't know who this Soul is that you're talking about… My name is… Erm… My name is… Scott Erens… Yeah. That's it. Scott Erens." Something in his tone didn't seem right. But it would have been rude of me to question the person who undoubtedly saved my life.

The girl laughed a bit at her Father, leaving me even more confused. Scott gave her a disapproving look. "And that is my daughter, Makayla Erens." The girl waved in a friendly way. "Nice to meet you." I was puzzled as to why these two where friendly, but I just silently waved back.

Scott came and sat next to me. "Here, you must be starving after that whole ordeal yesterday. You should eat something." He held out the plate of pasta to me. Yesterday? Just how long was I..? I suddenly stood up, causing Scott to jump a bit in surprise. "I'm terribly sorry, but my partner must be worried sick about me if I was gone for a day! I was only supposed to get groceries and go back home! I can't worry him like this!" Scott looked at me in an understanding way. He stood and put an arm on my shoulder. "Maka… sit." I looked at him, dumbfounded.

"H-How did you know my name?" The man shrugged. "Trust me, your name has been around. After all, you are a famous Scythe Meister, right?" I slowly nodded, feeling a little more calm knowing the reason he knew my name. I shouldn't have been surprised in the first place, after the battle with Asura had taken place, I had become quite famous, along with Kid and Black*star. Unfortunately, the weapons didn't get much fame.

Scott gently pushed me back onto the couch. "Listen. I have to explain what happened back there… I need to explain why I'm here." I looked confused, but I sat still to listen to what he had to say.

Authors Note:

Hope you guys liked it. I finally decided on a plot, and I must say that I'm very, VERY happy with it. Anyways. Hope you guys liked it. I'll hopefully update sooner now that I know what the plot is going to be. -LeaCarosella