Chaper 2-
Trapped
A/N- this chapter is kinda depressing...enjoy (if possible)
(POV – Soul)
Blood curling screams filled my head again. I opened my eyes to see my partner, her clothes and hair stained red, looking at me; pain etched on her face. Her lips were moving, but I couldn't hear what she was saying.
"Maka…?" I called, but my own voice seemed miles away. Painfully, I began to crawl toward her, but it seemed she just moved farther away at my every step. A shadow fell over the young girl. I looked up to find cruel, red eyes, boring into mine. The shadow belonged to a male, with shark-like teeth, spiky white hair, and a somewhat 'laid-back' look to him. It was…me.
What the hell? What's this supposed to mean?
The 'wanna-be-me' kneeled down, next to Maka.
"It's a shame to see you in this condition," he murmured, stroking her cheek. Maka winced at his touch and tried to turn away. Smirking, he held her face, with a horribly tight grip. She scowled at him, fire dancing in the depths of green orbs. One of his arms's turned into a scythe.
"Maka!" I choked out.
"Sweet dreams, darling," his already crazy grin grew wider, as he slowly slide the black and red scythe into her stomach. Maka gasped in complete agony; her eyes growing wide. She moved her lips again, but I still couldn't hear her. He chuckled a bit, looking at her. The laugh became louder and wilder.
"Maka…" I stared at the now dead body of Maka Albarn, "MAKA!"
A/N- Okay, in case you didn't get it...This is a dream...Sorry that it's short...Hopefully the next chapter will be longer :D Any suggestions on how to make it better? Or what to do next?
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