Sorry for the late update but I had a really bad writers block. I lacked inspiration but it is back baby, believe it!
Disclaimer- I don't own soul eater. But I still have hope.
Lets get started.
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Maka sat in a pool of warm red imp blood, she licked each individual finger clean of the warm dark crimson liquid. She shot a diapionted glance at the decapatatated imp. "you don't taste as good as that Soul boy… He was, delishious."
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Flash back
Maka sat in the shadows and watched the little imp tip toe in and call out for the big imp. she stood up and walked out of the shadows and gave an diturbing smile. "Awwww, it's a darn shame that he isnt here right now. No one will be here to stop me from killing you."
Her arm morphed in to the familiar sythe and she cut his head off in less than five seconds.
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The big imp walked in to the small room and fond blood spattered all over the walls of the chamber. The imp maid followed behind him terrified by the crime scene. "Oh, she made a mess." The imp shrugged and sent her out of the chamber so she wouldn't kill the little group of imps because they were going to clean up all the blood.
"you are free to go out and persue Mr Soul, if you wish."
The door closed.
The imp turned around and walked behind the big oranete chair and opened an even older looking door. He pulled a rusty old sceliton key out from hid jacket poket. and the door clicked open.
He carefully stepped down the marble spiral stair case.
The stairs ended and he came to yet another room. On the other side of the room was a big tapastry that covered the whole wall. But the piece of tapastry every minute, every hour now, since Maka was thrown in to the insanity.
It was fading and a door was starting to fade in to fill the space of the fading wall cloth. It was the door way back to the real world. And that door was his only ticket out of here.
"soon… very soon it will be time."
Maka turned around and slowly walked down the hall way. She lowered her head and smiled. She drooled at the thought of finally getting to devour the white haired boys Soul. "I bet it will taste like a coucanut." Shs laughed evily, and continued walking.
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With Soul…
Soul stopped dead in his tracks when he heard a familier laugh. A bead of sweat dropped off his face and he saw the black shadow come closer… and closer. He turned swiftly back around lifted his feet and listened to his bare feet hit the stone floor as he bolted down the corridor.
Soul ran down the hall way, away from the hall he heard the girl laugh from. He had to keep running if she caught him, it would be really bad. He knew how lethal she could be. It had happened before. He didn't notice his foot slip on a rug, and he collapsed on to the hard stone floor. He felt warm liquid pour from his nose.
He looked over his shoulder in fear that Maka had heard him… she hadn't… hopefully. He shot back up and kept running. He turned a corner and found a door with a bath room sign on it. He silently went in and stepped in front of the mirror.
The red blood poured from his nose and dripped from his chin and on to the white tiled floor. He grabbed a cloth and pain fully set his nose back in to place. He looked behind him and went back out and ran.
The shadows darted across the wall as Soul and the torches flickered with fire. He thought he heard some one following him and he looked over his shoulder, nothing and no one was there.
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Back with the insane maka…
Her head snapped up when she heard a loud thump. She sniffed the air and the familiar smell filled her nostrils. She laughed, and bent down and removed her ballet slippers and set them by the wall, then she silently crept along the corridor and followed soul.
She silently morphed her arm in to the black and silver blade. And continued to follow the white haired boy. She licked her lips in hunger.
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In Makas head.
Makas POV
"Fire, Fire I'm on fire!"
I never knew death could be so peaceful, but yet it is painful at the same time. I never imagined I would die like this. I always imagined I would die peacefully, surrounded by the ones I love. Never like this.
I would never see Papa again, Black star Tsubaki. Kid and the twins. I will never be able to see especially Soul, never be able to kiss him again.
I drifted in the darkness for what seemed like an eternity. I couldn't move, I couldn't hear, or breath and it felt like my entire body was on fire. This wasn't heaven, this was hell.
Slowly but surely the fire left my body and I started to breath. My hand twitched. Thick warm liquid swirled around my whole body. The liquid got lower and lower. Then it stopped at my waist. "Was I propped up right?"
If felt like my back was pressed up against something slimmy and squishy. I was too weak to move my arms. My eyes opened. I sat in a dim, damp hall. Propped up against a wet squishy wall.
I limply moved my head and looked around. I heard nothing but a drip drop of the red see through water.
My whole body ached, but I forced myself to get up and I slowly waded through the knee high red water. I didn't know where I was going, and I didn't care. As long as I kept going.
I felt my fore arm touched my bare hip, I hadn't noticed until now, but I was bare naked. But it didn't really matter. I was the only one here. Right?
It turns out than this place was an advanced state of the insanity. But it wasn't as scary as its lesser state where I just drifted in it. But this place was still pretty scary. I always had the feeling I was being watched. It still creeped me out.
Not long after I found my red ruffled dress. It was soaked, but I pulled it on any way. It would have to drip dry.
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Back in souls head.
Maka snuck up closer to the white haired boy. She raised her arm and yelled. "Watch out Soul, I'm going to get you!"
Soul snapped around and jumped back. He morphed his arm and, Maka saved him the trip and ran up to him. They drew sparks as their Scythe arms clashed together. They're faces were inches away as she sneered.
"I can't wait to eat your soul."
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Now back with Maka.
I stopped dead in my tracks. Some one was here besides just me. I turned around and looked over my shoulder. The sound wasn't coming from behind me. It was coming from a ways in front of me. It sounded like it was crying.
As I grew closer to the sound. It sounded like a little girl, and she was crying.
A little girl sat in the middle of the wide corridor. By the looks of it she was about three or four years old. She stood up to her waist in the thick red water.
She wore a white long sleeve shirt and over that she wore a pair of dirty ruby red overalls, she also had white shaggy hair that went down to her shoulder blades. When she inhaled on the inside of her mouth were sharp white jagged teeth. Her eyes were like little red rubies.
She was a spitting image of soul. I made me want to cry inside, but I could never cry in front of a child
I bent down and asked her. "little girl. Why are you crying?"
She looked up and inhaled. "I cant find my Mommy and Daddy." She trailed off when she got a good look at me. Then she threw her arms around my legs. "Mommy, you're here!"
I looked at her dumbstruck as I pulled her off from around my legs. "Sorry, but im not your mom." I felt so sorry for this little girl. "but, you are my Mom, I'm sure." I picked the little girl up and held her close as she cried in to my wet chest and her littler fists held on to my damp dress.
She clung to me and stayed silient. I had no idea why but I took this child with me on my serch to find a way out of here.
The little girl stayed silent until I asked. "What is your name? mabye I could help you find your parents."
She sniffled and huffed. "Well, my Dad has white hair like mine. And his eyeslook like mine too… oh, and I have his teeth. And he always says that one day I will grow up and be as cool as him."
She rubbed a tear away and continued. "and my mom has blond hair and pretty green eyes. She says she used to have pig tails. But she doesn't any more, since she is now a mommy." She sniffled again.
I looked at her. "good but, what is your name." She looked at me funny.
"My name is Snow eater evans." Then she snuggled up to my chest and fell asleep. I looked at her then my eyes softened, I kissed her on the fore head.
Then I knew inside, that this little girl, Snow, was me and Souls child. I craddeled her in my arms and continued walking through the thick red water.
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Wow this was really good. And please don't be mad at me for the late update yet again. Rate and reivew please…. Please.
i got the part where Maka could not breath, hear, or move and when she felt like she was on fire... i sort of got some ideas for that,from that part in the fouth book for twilight, breaking dawn...
i will put this in so stepnanie myer does not sue my but off and put me in the ghetto.
disclaimer- i no own twilight.
( yes, i know i spelled her name wrong. i am to lazy to go get my book and spell check.)