In Which I Can't Run Away From Reality Anymore

Tsubaki died March 18, 2:37 in the morning.

Kid had sent Blackstar and Tsubaki to search for the cause of the growing number of kishins.

Blackstar returned April 1, 3:56 in the afternoon with a black swirl pattern winding up his right arm and blood dripping down his left side.

He had a blank stare on his face, empty eyes. Soul had saw him first and made a choking sound. Mrs. Marie was the first one to unfreeze from the pause and ushered Blackstar into the infirmary.

We later heard from Kid that Blackstar and Tsubaki had followed clues to a mountain in Asia. Near the top of the mountain Blackstar and Tsubaki were ambushed by thousands of Kishins. They were fighting a losing battle when Tsubaki managed to use pure resonance and explode, killing the kishins. The source of the kishins were never found.

"There'll never be a person like Tsubaki who can stand next to a god like me," Blackstar said, holding the flowers tightly.

"I am forever in your debt," he whispered.

Soul and I continued our journey of killing large numbers of kishins, soon after the funeral.

Our group of seven students became five.

We continued on.

The first time we ran away from a battle was when I badly twisted my ankle.

"You five get on the train, we'll jump on after you!" Soul yelled.

My head pounded with adrenaline as I watched the rushing train cars speed past us. Blackness started to ring around my vision, but I manage to see the students jump onto train.

Soul grabbed my waist tighter and said, "This is going to hurt a lot Maka."

I nodded my head and we stumbled to the train. Behind us I could hear the group of kishins pounding footsteps. We stood right at the edge of the track, and I could feel the breeze of the train.

"On three," he said.

"One.

"Two."

I took a deep breathe

"Three!"

I jumped grabbing the door of the train car. Soul managed to open his door and crawl inside. The blackness returned to my vision and I couldn't see much. Soul reached out his hand, and I managed to grab hold of him.

We fell onto the train car's floor gasping for breathe. Soul hugged me tight, breathing into my hair.

"My ankle," I gasped, as I felt the pain shooting up my leg.

Soul let go of me and shuddered. Rolling to the side and sitting up he said, "Too close."

I began to pass out from utter exhaustion but I managed to hear Soul's voice as I fell into the sleepless pit of black.

"Way too close."