Author's Note: Hey guys! Two shorter chapters coming at you today! Happy holidays and remember- don't stay at school after hours. You never know what could happen... (:
Maka's eyes widened. "Wh-"
The scream rang out in the halls again. It was a shrill sound, definitely feminine. Maka's eyes widened. There was only one other girl that they knew of in the building. Could it be…?
Soul finished her thought. "Arachne?"
The scream echoed off the linoleum floors and metal lockers into Maka's ears.
Her heart pounded in her chest. Should we go? She thought. But she couldn't stop that feeling of hate bubbling up inside her. So, what? Bitch wouldn't come save me if I was in trouble. But…is she in real trouble? Maka closed her eyes and took a deep breath. What would Mama do?
She opened her eyes and looked up at Soul.
"Let's go," Maka said, grabbing Soul's hand and setting off at a brisk clip down the hall.
"Wait, Maka," He said, stopping. Maka turned around, and dropped his hand. "Maybe we shouldn't go,"
"Huh?" She said, confused. Does he hate Arachne too or something?
"What if…" He looked away as he trailed off.
"What if?"
He took a deep breath. "What if it's something really dangerous?"
She stopped. Stupid as it sounded, she didn't really think of that. But still, what danger could there really be?
"Come on, how many serial killers could be around school?" She said, light-heartedly. She grabbed his hand and turned to pull him back down the hall.
Soul didn't move. "Maka, I'm serious,"
She turned back around. She loosened her grip on Soul's hand but he still kept his fingers wrapped around hers.
He looked hard at her. "I don't know what it is, but still…" His look softened. I don't want anything hurting you. He thought to himself.
A look of understanding crossed Maka's face. "Yeah, you have a point. But I still feel like we should…just make sure everything's alright,"
Soul nodded. "Yeah, I guess…"
He thought for a moment. Maka stared up at him. He never stood a chance against those emerald eyes.
"Fine, let's go,"
They set off towards the cafeteria. The screams had since stopped but they both remembered where the blood-curdling noise came from.
"Wait," Soul said, as they stopped at the intersection in front of the cafeteria. Maka saw a flashlight laying on the ground next to a large object on the floor.
"Wha-?"
Soul covered her eyes with his free hand.
"Soul, what are you doing?"
He didn't answer.
"Soul-"
Then she felt his hand shaking in hers.
Maka sniffed the air and gasped. The iron smell was unmistakable.
Blood.