Chapter 1

A scream was all I could hear ring out as I attack the witch in front of us. At first I can't place it but then realize it was Soul, screaming my name as he was ripped out of my grasp. The witch stares at me with a creepy look in his eyes as I hit the wall of the cave we are in. I spot Soul not far from me as he stands up.

"Soul!" I run to his side and we try to form a plan.

"I'm fine." he says to me and begins to transform into a scythe again. "Don't get knocked out this time, Tiny Tits."

I roll my eyes at his stupid nickname for me, "don't worry Evans, I won't get knocked out." He gave me a scoff but I knew he was smiling.

The last words I hear are Soul's warning for me to watch out as the witch attacked. When I wake all I see is a white ceiling above me, a hospital? Then I notice light breathing beside me and look to find a man with shoulder length maroon hair sitting beside my bed. I look around and find, to my right is a boy that seems to be asleep.

I look around to the sound of a door opening; it was another man with what appeared to be a large screw in his head. He had stitches running along his body and clothes.

"You're in the dispensary, Maka, how are you feeling?" the man asks.

I feel like I was hit by a tone of bricks, I think and add aloud, "I'm fine, sore but I'm ok."

The man smiles as the one next to me woke, "Maka! Your ok!"

I give the man an odd look as he hugs me before I pull away. "Um I don't know who you are, sir."

He gives me a sad look, "but Maka its your papa, you don't know who I am?"

I shake my head and he frowns before turning around, crying and mumbling incoherently. The other man puts a hand on my shoulder, "don't worry, Maka, he'll get over it. Death Scythe I need to talk to you out in the hall."

"But Stein, She doesn't know who I am!" Death Scythe says eyes filled with tears.

Stein adjusts his glasses as he turns to Death Scythe, "oh that's because I replaced her brain with someone else's." I can hear the joking tone in the professor's voice and Death Scythe turns to him and begins to scream at him. "Calm down I was only joking."

"You don't joke about things like that you scary, scary man!"

"Yeah, yeah come on." Stein grabs DS and pulls him out to the hall.

After they leave I stroll over to the boy named Soul's bed and look down at him. I wipe away a tear as it falls wondering why I was crying when I didn't even know the boy or remember what happened that landed us both here. As I watch him, he mumbles what I assume is my name and I pull the covers back over him.

That scar, I think and halt my actions to look over the scar. I narrow my eyes as a wave of guilt rushes over me. But why do I feel so guilty over this boy being here, and that scar. Before I can remember why I hear Death Scythe scream at Stein from out in the hall. I turn to see only Stein walk back into the room.

He tells me that I will need to stay in the infirmary for sometime so he can do some examinations on me. I don't like the grin he gives me as he says the words and I ask him if I could just go home. He replies that I have suffered injuries too, not just to the head. So I unwillingly agree to stay. "Besides, I'm sure you have questions."

"Yes I do actually." I say just as another boy storms in followed by a taller girl.

"Soul, Maka your both ok?" the girl asks

"Course they are Tsubaki! They are Soul and Maka their awesome! But not as awesome as I, Black Star!" Black Star says as he places a foot on a stool and holds up a fist.

"I'm fine, but Soul isn't." I say looking back at the sleeping form of the boy.

Tsubaki smiles as Black Star continues his boasting. "So have you checked in with Lord Death?"

"I don't think that will be necessary, Maka, your father will most likely tell him the situation." we all glance at Professor Stein who had taken a seat at a desk. We all nod and the two leave.

After they leave I ask Stein what happened and the next hour was spent him explaining what Soul and I were doing before we ended up here.

According to him Soul and I are partners, I his meister and he my weapon. Sounds weird I know but I guess it's true, I mean why would this odd man lie to me. Stein explained that Soul and I attend the Death Weapon Meister Academy, called either DWMA or Shibusen for short. It is located in Death City, Nevada and ruled by Shinigami or Lord Death.

He tells me that Soul and I had been on a mission, to an island known as The Island of Dreams, sent there to stop the witch Rinji and take his soul. He told me that when he and my father arrived Soul and I were already unconscious with the witch coming after us. Stein sighs and says in a surprised tone that the witch escaped, but he thinks that what was in that cave wasn't the real witch and was in fact a puppet. Stein stands up from his seat and tells me to get some rest and I nod, agreeing that I am tired.

I wake suddenly from a dream to the moon's light pouring into the room. I look around and rest my gaze on the bed next to me. He's still asleep, I think. "What happened Soul?" I say aloud and pull my knees to my chest and cry silently before laying back down. When morning came I find Stein back in and checking on me. The rest of the day was spent talking with Stein and my father. Occasionally, Tsubaki and Black Star would visit and talk to me, as well as a boy called Death the Kid. I find out that he is Lord Death's son and his two weapons are Liz and Patty.

This is how it goes until I'm well enough to go home to the apartment I share with Soul. I find that it is lonely here without Soul, who I still have yet to remember. It started almost a month ago, with dreams of when I was young. Since then most of my memories have come back, but there are things and people I still don't seem to remember.

I close the door behind me and look around before finding my room. I stop as I pass a door and decide to look inside. It is Soul's room and I search around, feeling like I'm prying; but I find a box labeled 'keep out'. My curiosity rises inside and I open it slowly, praying that it's not magazines of nude women. To my surprise, it wasn't dirty magazines at all, no, its letters. Hand written letters to one person, me.

I feel my cheeks heat up as I read.

"Dear Maka, we've been together for a long time now right? A good two years? No not good, an amazingly cool two years. For the past couple months I've been thinking about our relationship. I realize I may not be as cool of a friend as I should be and I wish that I could change that. I mean I know that we're close but how close are we?" the rest of that letter Soul tells me all of what he thinks of me and ends with him telling me he loves the times we spend together.

I find that most of these letters are all the same in their meaning but written different. I close the box and leave his room, my head swimming with thoughts and questions for my partner. I get up and leave, closing his door behind me. I make my way to the bathroom, but decide against taking a shower and go straight to bed.

The next day I decide to go and see Lord Death with his son accompanying me. I tell him he doesn't have to but he tells me that his father needed to see him. I let it go and enter Death's room.

My father is there along with Lord Death, who greets me with a cheerful hello. Kid sits down in a chair and is joined by the Thompson sisters while he listens to his father.

"I'm glade to see you're doing better Maka, do you think you can go on an assignment yet or not?"

"Mhm wouldn't it be difficult without Soul with me?" I ask feeling a small ach in my chest.

"Well that is half true." Lord Death says and I grow confused with his words. "You can learn to use your Soul Wavelength to fight. Like Franken Stein and Black Star.

"But what about collecting souls and making Soul a death scythe?"

"You wont be worrying about that right now Maka." Kid says from behind me, he sounds rather annoyed, "Lord Death is offering you something else to do instead of pairing up with a new weapon. Take him up on his offer instead of asking questions."

Kid is right, I need to wait for Soul to recover and come out of his coma. I take Lord Death up on his offer and my dad takes me to the Dojo where Stein is waiting.

"Good morning Maka, Spirit." Stein says sitting on a desk chair backwards. "Don't worry Spirit I'll try not to switch any of her body parts with something else."

Dad gives him an angry look, "that's not funny. Besides I'm not leaving my precious daughter in your hands you creep."

I sigh and push dad to the door. "This will go faster if you weren't here." I close the door on dad as he slouches over and depressingly walks away. "So what is it you're going to help me with?"

"To fight with your Soul Wavelength, in case you and Soul ever get separated in battle you can still fight and protect yourself."

"Oh, seems easy enough." I say, but as the training began I soon regret saying it was easy. In fact it was the complete opposite, but I was thankful for this option. It took my mind off Soul and trying to figure out how I know him and why my heart feels like its going to burst every time I see or hear of him.

The hours pass by and I am exhausted, but Stein is still standing where he was when we began. I sit on the nearest stone, panting from my exertions. Stein came over and sat next to me, "that will be enough today. You can go home and bathe and rest."

"No wait, I want to get stronger, lets continue! Please." I ask standing up.

"Maka, your exhausted, and if you keep exerting yourself you'll end up back in the dispensary." Stein says taking hold of me before I can fall over, "you need more rest Maka."

"no I want to become stronger so nothing like this will happen again." I say and stamp my foot."

"If you won't do it for me, do it for Soul." Stein says and I look back up at him. "I know you don't remember him yet but you still feel connected to him, right? Well then, use that to keep going and yet resting when you need it. Your no use to him if you die." Stein left me in the dojo to think of all he said and all he taught me. I decide to do as he says and go home, take a shower, eat some left over's in the fridge before I go to bed.