This chapter is pretty clean, Rated T for crude language
Disclaimer: I want to own Soul Eater!
Chapter 6: Death City
Some days you just have to let the tears fall, be it sorrow or happiness. They do not mean you're weak – they mean you are strong enough to let go of your pain or literally overflowing with happiness.
- Anonymous
"We'll go." Maka's hoarse voice broke out as she tried to stand, only to fall into Soul's arms, panting from the pain that she had inflicted on herself and her raw blistering flesh.
The rest of the slaves murmured words of agreement as they got to their feet, some who are slightly healthier helping the weaker ones. Black*Star helped Liz and Patty to get up as they moved in a group, their eyes searching out for dangers in the forest. It was a natural instinct now for them – it was to pay attention or possibly get wrecked again.
"How long will this journey be?" Soul asked, looking worried as the ash-blonde girl's heaving got more and more serious by the second and Patty looked so pale whereas Liz looked pretty alright in comparison. Most of the slaves looked like they were going to pass out of fatigue.
"A mile's walk before transport will arrive in approximately…. An hour and a half."
"What?" Patty's voice said faintly before she collapsed, bringing Liz down with her.
"Patty!" Tsubaki and Maka screamed. Maka could barely speak another line before her fatigue and pain hit her harder, her world going dark just as Patty had before.
Patty woke up as she felt someone grasp her arm as she looked to her left, seeing her sister's face looking at her, her other hand brushing her face.
Wait.
Her other hand?
It was impossible for Lizzy to touch her hand because she would bend her head.
She screamed as she scrambled off the bed, seeing a patch of Liz's head being bandaged with huge gauze. "W-W-We're not joined?" Patty whispered as she touched the side of her head. "It's impossible…." She murmured to herself.
Her sister's eyes glistened with tears as she crawled towards her, grabbing her hand as she tried to soothe her by circling her finger on the palm of her hand.
"Not anymore…. We aren't conjoined anymore." Liz whispered.
Flashback
"Save her please! She's the only kin I have!" Liz sobbed as she desperately tried to drag Patty and herself up but to no avail.
Stein frowned as his fingers brushed the patch that conjoined the Brooklyn sisters together. "We'll need surgery for this. I suggest we hurry." His voice murmuring fast before he shouted at the other slaves. "Carry both of them! You – "He pointed at Liz – "I'll have to knock you out before you take more energy out of her."
Her vision went black.
Fast forward
"Elizabeth, I need to you to make a decision." The grey-haired man looked at her seriously.
Liz realized that she strapped to a surgery table as she waved her hand wildly. "NO! I DO NOT WANT MY SISTER TO GO THROUGH CRUEL TORTURE AGAIN! HELL NO! YOU CAN GO FUCK YOURSELF!"
The grey-haired man constrained her, hissing. "You'll need this operation. If you don't, she'll die. You'll follow soon after. It seems like your brains have connected and your body is dominating hers. If I don't separate you, I won't guarantee that she'll be able to live long because you're taking the nutrients she needs."
"Then what are you waiting for!? Do it!" She urged, not even hesitant about a single thing.
"But," the man muttered. "She might be a little crazy in the mind because I have to cut a little of her nerves off. She will bear the consequences of this surgery. Are you sure you want this? Wouldn't it be better if you just let her have a painless death than suffer mental problems for the rest of her life?"
"I love her; she has a whole life ahead of her. I cared for her for so many years, no way in hell am I giving up on that motive now!"
"Very well, brave one. I'll try to minimize the damage done."
Flashback end
Right on the dot as the sisters hugged each other, trying to comfort each other, Stein came in.
Liz swerved her head, glaring at the threat, only to have her eyes softening as she smiled wistfully at the doctor. 'Thank you' she mouthed to Stein as the grey-haired man just simply nodded, tossing them two grey hats.
"Wear this." He said, pushing up his glasses. "I've injected a kind of gas in the hat such that you'll heal fast and at the same time it allows me to monitor how your head is doing. Until your hair fully grows out, do not take it off."
Liz nodded at the strict directions in disbelief. "We can still have…. hair at the spot?" She whispered.
"Yes, I altered the skin and stem cells on your head such that you could regenerate hair."
"Thank you so much…. How can I repay you?" Liz bit her lip. She never felt so in debt to someone. He saved them from the misery of the circus and separated her and her sister along with saving her? She wouldn't mind giving her life to him.
"Live on." He said before the door shut.
Stein walked towards the other room where Maka was in, not shocked to see the albino staying ever so diligently at her side. 'They could become great partners….' The thought rang in his head as the scientist smirked suddenly.
"Stop smiling so sinisterly, it's creepy." Soul murmured.
Stein contorted his face back to its emotionless state, cranking the screw as he tried to remember the data of the ash-blonde girl.
"Make sure she has to wear gloves as her hands are awfully sensitive after I fixed her broken bones and her burnt skin. She will have scars on her entire back so make sure you tell her to wear warmer clothes. We don't want her to get an infection." He ranted off as the albino nodded at all the suggestions.
"Anything else?" Soul asked politely.
"Nothing. Tell your black-haired friend to make sure she puts the medicine cream on her scars to make it look less obvious and serious. And you are one hell of interesting since they managed to permanently change your hair color and eating habits…."
"You researched on me?" Soul spat.
"It adds to the fun." The scientist smirked, walking out, leaving Soul as he wrapped his fingers around her thin wrist.
"Wake up…." He murmured.
"Who said I wasn't awake?" A soft voice rang out teasingly.
"Maka!" Soul lips curved into his signature smirk.
"Hey, Soul." She smiled her jade green eyes still slightly cloudy from constantly being forced to sleep from the medicine that was constantly injected to make her fall asleep. "So…. Have you thought of your surname?"
Soul groaned, glaring half-heartedly at her. "It's been 3 years since you brought that conversation up. I wished you hit your head and forget that."
"It doesn't hurt to have good memory." Maka teased playfully.
Flashback
"Damn it Maka, what were you thinking when you banged your head against the wall? I know red is a nice color but smearing your paint like that doesn't technically help." Soul said sarcastically.
"Seth, ever the joker." Maka rolled her eyes.
"It's not Seth anymore. It's Soul." He shrugged as his fingers ran through her ash-blonde hair.
"Why change it? I like the name Seth." Maka bit her lip, doodling imaginary things on the uneven jagged ground.
"Seth, the prodigy pianist is dead." Soul deadpanned. "It was already set when the mark of the spider was burned permanently into his skin," He growled, his hand reaching out instinctively to his shoulder blade.
"True…." She murmured softly. "It's not like you'll be able to touch a piano here…. The most is a simple weapon to kill someone isn't it?"
"That roughly sums it." Soul muttered.
"So what will be your surname?" Maka asked, looking curiously at the albino.
"No idea." Soul smirked.
End of Flashback
"Eater. Soul Eater." The name rolled off his tongue.
"That's unique." Maka smiled cheekily. "Like you…. "She murmured as she brushed his colorless locks of his face.
"Albarn, now that's weird." Soul snorted sarcastically.
"At least it's proper, unlike yours." She retorted back.
"Senpai." Stein said, gesturing for Spirit to come closer.
The redhead death scythe grinned good-naturedly as he went up to the scientist, wondering what he wanted.
"What's your daughter's name?" He asked, light glinting off his glasses.
Spirit froze at the question. "What's with the sudden weird question?" Family questions were almost a no go zone because he really missed the two woman in his life. One was killed in a mission to find the main headquarters of the main Arachnophobia while the other was kidnapped at a young age of seven.
But if Stein was asking…. There had to be a motive.
His voice broke slightly as he muttered her name. "Maka, Maka Albarn." He was truly proud that she was his daughter. She was so smart, almost a photo copy image of his deceased wife.
"Well, what a coincidence. There happens be an ash-blonde, green eyed girl in the infirmary who looks exactly like Kami and with the exact same name." He cracked, smiling.
Spirit's breath hitched as he sprinted towards the infirmary, running faster than he ever had before, not giving a damn about how hard his heart was pounding. He slammed open the door as he looked into those beautiful green eyes, breathless.
Her eyes widened in surprised as if she was sucked into a memory as she stared the redhead.
"Angel?"
His voice… it felt like they hadn't been separated for five years.
"Papa…."
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