Ugh, this is my third time rewriting this chapter! The first time, I didn't save my work, and my stupid laptop had shut down automatically so it can do some updates. Then, there's that flash-drive nightmare thing, and now here's this.
This chapter is called 'Afterglow' AKA the Super, Extra-Long Chapter, cause it's my longest chapter by far! (And this is only, like, chapter 2, if you don't count that last awful update as a chapter) Slight warning: I hate writing lemons (not that I have ever wrtten before), but something in this is kind of on the edge of a lemon, probably cause there's a bit of kissing...and they're in bed. Go figure.
If you haven't read my other story (and I suggest you do. Please?), then you should probably check out the favor I need from you guys at the end of this. It's nothing bad, really.
Disclaimer goes here, I think.
Death City was quiet. So quiet, it was practically ominous.
The girl walking through the alleyway didn't think so. In fact, she seemed content, unaware what dangers may lurk in the corners of Death City.
But danger was there, and it was staring intently at the girl. He approached her quietly, stealthily. His hunger grew.
The girl finally began to sense the tension in the air. She turned slowly...
But she moved too slow, and too late. The creature that had secretly spied on her raised his large, sharp talons, and sliced her body cleanly in one-half. The light of the alleyway flickered, and then died out. Just like her life. The bloody corpse of the young woman lay before him, and a small, blue soul emerged. It hovered over the body, bright The creature pinched it with his bloody talons, and greedily swallowed it.
A scream occurred, and the creature turned to see another woman flee the scene. His hunger grew. "Want...more...power," he growled, and went after her.
The girl continued to run, her heart pounding with fear, praying she wouldn't suffer the same fate as that other young woman. Unfortunately, the creature was not far behind, creeping after her. His chance for another soul increased as the woman fell over. He jumped, and soon he hovered above her, his sharped grin evil, the hunger lurking in his eyes. "More...power." He raised his claws, ready to strike the final blow, ready to collect another innocent soul.
*Slurp*
The creature paused, and looked for the source of the strange noise. The woman took advantage of the distraction, and ran away. The creature paid no attention to her, and instead focused on a pair of humans that were on wide stairs, just parallel to him. A boy with snow-white sat near the top of the stairs, while a girl with blonde pigtails stood at the top. They were both quiet, but it was a very tense silence. A dark, looming silence.
The girl spoke first. "That man, Soul Eater, his soul..."
"Yeah, Maka, there's no doubt about it," the boy answered, his own fangs bared as he talked. "That dude's soul is a kishin egg. It's pure evil. He's not human anymore."
The kishin egg growled, and turned to face the duo, but the girl, Maka, remained calm. "Any soul that breaks from the path of humanity and becomes evil runs the risk of transforming into a kishin. In the name of Lord Death, this evil must be purged. Let's collect the damage, Soul, and end this."
The boy slowly stood up his hands in the pocket of his maroon jeans. "Just so we're clear, Maka, this guy's turning himself into a weapon. He's the same as me that way. 'Course, I look a lot cooler in my human form than he does." He held out his arm, which started to glow. The glowing stopped, and in the place where his left arm was, was a scythe with a red and black jagged pattern. "But being a weapon isn't what the problem is here. The problem with this guy...is his SOUL!"
His whole body turned blue, and the the shape of a scythe was formed. It started spinning towards Maka, who murmured quietly, but dangerously, "I know."
Shr grabbed the scythe and spun it. She rested it over her shoulder and neck. She continued to address the creature. "You, serial killer, Jack the Ripper. Your murdering days are done. Your soul is mine!"
Jack the Ripper roared and ran up the stairs in some sort of insane, zig-zag pattern. On the last step, he jumped, his claws poised and ready for ripping. Maka stood her ground, waiting. "Weapon and meister are two fighting as one. Let's go, Soul Eater."
The scyther twirled in her hands, and it blocked the the attacks the creature directed at her. She turned quickly and swiped at him, he dodging her attacks every time. He gave another big jump, and he made a huge swipe at her with his talons. She ducked out of the way, and blocked once more. She backed into a wall, and Jack made another attempt at ripping. However, she back away in the nick of time, and he ended up destroying part of the wall she had backed into before. The scythe continued to twirl in her hands, fending off the Ripper's attempts at capturing her soul. The kishin coninued to swipe, to hit, to rip. He lunged, trying to trap Maka, but she backed off, and his claws destroyed the ground as well.
The battle coninued, and Maka stepped closer and closer to the stairs, blocking each of Jack's attacks with Soul the scythe. He made a huge swipe, and she jumped. She landed, one foot on his head, and jumped off. That made him lose his balance, and he wave those talons on his claws to keep his balance, and not fall down the stairs. Maka landed on the ground and made a sharp turn towards him, her gloved hands clutching on hard to her scythe. Jack the Ripper jumped into the air, and Maka followed suit. Twirling her hands, she cried out, "It's ours now!"
She collided into him, and screamed, "OUR 99TH SOUL!"
The scythe cleanly cut him, and Jack's body disintergrated. All that remained was a blood-red kishin egg soul.
Maka landed on the stairs, and she directed her emerald-green eyes toward the soul, which slowly lowered down. Soul, still partly, in his weapon form, reached for it, and grabbed it. He transformed back into his human form, and holding Jack the Ripper's soul by the tip, he lowered it to his mouth, and swallowed. Soul gave a sigh of content and satisfaction. He clasped his hands together. "Maka, thank you for a good meal."
He expected her to say something about their 99th soul, and that all was left was a witch soul. Or maybe something about reporting to Lord Death. However, he didn't expect to hear a groan from her. He turned to his meister, whose back was to him. "Hey, Maka? You all right?"
"I'm fine," she answered softly. She turned her body around, and faced Soul with her hand over her stomach.
Her very large stomach.
Soul gaped at it, wondering what the hell just happened. His red eyes were directed back to Maka's face, which was covered in pain and agony. "But, Soul, I don't think our baby's fine. I think something happened."
Soul suddenly felt lost in a fog, unsure what to think of this. "What do you mean?" he heard himself say, so far away.
"I think...I think..."
But what Maka thought, Soul will never know. Before he could react, her entire body disintergrated. He found himself staring at two souls, hovering over the ground. One of them was small, with the classic pigtails. The other one was even smaller, hardly half the size of the other soul.
"More...power..."
In shock, he saw Jack the Ripper reappear, as if nothing had happened. He pinched each of the small, helpless souls with each of his talons, both of which were dripping blood. He swallowed them both, and turned to Soul, his eyes maniacal.
"Power."
Maka knew from her years as a meister that she had to expect the unexpected. Be aware of any surprises that may happen. Death City, possibly the most unpredictable city in the West, maybe in America, also taught her that (and sometimes, she learned that the hard way)
However, she really didn't expect to wake up at the crack of dawn to the hysterical screaming of her husband, Soul Eater Evans. She couldn't be sure, due to her drowsiness, but she though she heard Soul yell, "You bastard!" She knew she had to shut him up, or else the neighbors will complain. She fingered the thick binder of the huge book The Joys of Pregnancy, resisted the urge. She needd to talk to Soul about this, since that opportunity wasn't there last night. Groaning a bit, she sat up, took Soul by the shoulders, and half-heartedly tried to shake him. "Soul! Soul!"
He still continued screaming, and even giving threats such as, "I will freaking kill you!" Maka was amazed that he could scream so loud for so long. But it also irritated the hell out of her. Her patience reached the limit when Soul started kicking, and accidentally ended up kicking her. Her patience, which was even thinner than usual due to the lack of sleep and time of day, finally broke, and she grabbed her book and preformed her infamous-
MAKA CHOP!
The yelling mercifully stopped, as Soul's figure became limp, and nestled under the sheets. Maka sighed and laid on her back. It's all quiet now, but thanks to him, she couldn't sleep anymore. His screams and cusses made her wide awake, not to mention...what was so scary about his nightmare that made him scream so much? She had to ask.
"Soul?"
The lump under the covers moved slightly, showing that her Maka Chop didn't make him unconscious. "Mmm?"
"What happened?"
She sounded so soft, so coaxing, that it made something inside Soul die a little. He can't imagine her dead. He can't imagine their own child dead. The thought of something horrible happening to them scared the hell out of him. When he married Maka, she made a promise, to her and himself, that he would do anything it takes to protect her, even if it means he'll die in the process. She's too damn important to him, and now her child - their child - is important, too. He'll do anything to make sure they're safe.
For now, he was glad that she was alive, across from him in their bed. There is nothing wrong with the baby, and there will never be. He'll make sure of it. Instead of answering Maka's question, Soul grabbed her by the waist, pulled her close, and kissed her passionately, absorbing her softness, her warmth. He can tell Maka was a bit surprised, and even a bit disapproving. After a while though, she relaxed, and wrapped her arms around him. Soul rolled on top of her, continuing his kisses. The morning breath kinda ruins it, but she still tastes so damn good.
Needless to say, he wasn't very happy when Maka broke off the kiss. He glared down at her. "Hey, that wasn't cool. What gives?'"
Maka smiled cheekily up at him. Then her face grew serious. "Soul, we need to talk. Actually, last night would've been better, but since you fainted-"
Soul interrupted. "Whoa, whoa, wait. I fainted? Since when do I faint? Passing out is not cool, and everyone knows how cool I am."
Maka raised her eyebrows, and got out from under her husband. "Really? Well then, what else do you call it when a certain guy goes rigid, then collapses and falls off his chair when his wife tells him she's having his baby?"
Soul's right eyebrow twitched. No way, that didn't happen. Cool guys don't faint or pass out or whatever. No, cool guys stay, well, cool.
But then again, last night wasa little foggy. All he remembered was Maka taking his hands, and telling him that she was pregnant. After that, it was all black, and then dream started...
Maka continued. "And then, that same wife tried to wake her stupid husband up for 5 minutes, and then tried to drag him to bed, but she couldn't because he was so freakin' heavy!"
Already the mood swings were taking place. Great. Damn, it looks like he did get a bit weak. He sincerely hopes that Black*Star doesn't find out about this. He'll have a laughing riot.
"Soul?"
Said person turned to Maka as he got up from the bed, his face obviously annoyed. Maka stared, twiddling her fingers. "So. what do you think?"
Soul stared at the growing stomach that was well hidden behind her flannel pjs. A little soul was growing there. A little soul that he and Maka created. He reached out to her, and embraced her tight. "Yeah, I'm happy. Very."
But her didn't tell her how scared he is, scared that he wouldn't be a good father, that he would fail in raising him or her, that he'll fail to protect them, his little family.
And so ends the Super, Mega, Ultra, Extra-Long chapter (which took, maybe 4 days to type, since I had to watch and re-watch Soul Eater ep 1 so I can depict the scene perfectly for Soul's dream. Actually, it wasn't the longest chapter I typed, but it was still pretty long to me) AKA Afterglow. I don't know why I chose that word, but I like it, and it sounded appropriate for the chapter after Soul 'faints'.
By the way, I need a HUGE favor from you guys. On my profile, I put up a poll determining which sex I should make the baby be. And please, people, I need you, in the reviews, to give me a suggestion for a baby name for each gender. Voting will end on March 24th (which is my godsister's birthday!), and I will tell you about the voting for baby names in my next update (which won't be for a while, sadly).
I have a LOT of plans of the upcoming chapters *smiles evilly*. I'm gonna make Soul so miserable with Maka! Hahahahaha!
Happy belated St. Patrick's Day, everyone!