Thank You Mililover10 I think if it wasn't you I probably wouldn't post the chapters...I would keep them all to myself, well I'd probably still post them on facebook but still. I thank you for actually giving a crap enough to write a review and giving me hope. ^.^ P.S sorry the last one was so short, I didn't want to continue the awkwardness between Spirit and Kid. ^-^
I woke up in a room, it was cold, dark, and smelled like cigarettes.
I sat up from the ground to get a better view of the room. There was one window and an old wooden door. "Where the hell am I?" I whispered to myself. I tried to stand but my chest started to tighten up. When I breathed it felt like I was getting shot in the chest over and over. I heard a slam from outside of the door. Almost like someone had collapsed into the door.
"Soouull, are you still alive...I figured you might be dead by now" then the voice started laughing like a maniac.
"What the hell, where am I?" I yelled back at the voice. I stared at the ground. "Who are you anyways?" I looked at the door and nothing happened.
" Are you saying you don't remember?" the door started opening and a cloud of smoke flooded the room." I'm sorry Soul I really didn't mean to get you mixed up in all of this." standing in front of me was the professor I'd seen earlier today.
" Is this some kind of sick joke?" I asked attempting to stand up, a cool guy doesn't cower on the ground.
" No, I'm afraid this is where you end." He took out his scalpel. I was now staring at him. I was infuriated, I remembered what happened. I scrambled for the door but he was blocking it. I threw a punch but he caught my wrist, twisted my arm and threw me to the ground. I inhaled dust from the concrete floor, I tried to cough it out of my throat but I spat up blood instead.
" Damn it... crazy ass professor." I got back on my feet and backed up. He was just standing there, fidgeting with his knife. I transformed my arm into a blade and ran towards him. I swung but I missed.
"Insolent child, you'll never land a hit on me when you're consumed by emotions." He laughed and punched me in the stomach, I slammed into the wall. And he trapped me with his body.
"Why'd you attack Maka, what did she ever do to you?" I tried to get out of his grasp. He was pushing his hand on my shoulder so I couldn't move. Pulling out his knife he chuckled and put it up to my mouth like people do when they shush you.
" I needed to know what makes her so desirable to me." He pulled the knife away from my face and shoved it into my stomach and I yelled out in pain. He stabbed me over and over in the same spot. I saw my blood splatter all over his white labcoat. Things became blurry. I tensed my whole body every time he pierced my stomach, the pain got worse and worse.
Then He stopped. Backing up, he let me slide down the wall and onto the ground. I grabbed my wound and then looked at the blood covering my hand. My body was weak, if I didn't get help I'd bleed to death. I let sleep consume me, because there was nothing else I could do at that point.
The last thing I saw was Professor Stein lighting a cigarette.