Here's chapter six just like I said! Hope this makes up for the time I took!
Disclaimer: I do not own Soul Eater.
I heard something from above my head and I looked just as the mass landed before me. The train of a black trench coat flapped in front of me, concealing part of the pre-Kishin that was thrown to the other side of the street. I blinked and looked up at the person who just saved my life. Their back was facing me, so I couldn't see a face. However, I figured it was a girl; their hair was in pigtails. She shifted the scythe onto her right shoulder.
"Your soul is mine!" she said, her voice steady and calm.
"Let's do this Maka!" a male voice came from nowhere. I soon realized it was from the scythe itself. She's a Meister, and her name is Maka.
Her name is Maka.
This girl was in danger, Noah was after her.
"HA! Just try, foolish Meister!" the pre-Kishin sneered.
She ran towards it and swung her scythe. It made a clang when it hit against the pre-kishin's claws, blocking any damage that could've been inflicted. Maka was pushed back a bit, but then pushed forward with as much force as possible, making it get pushed back. Then she broke contact, jumping back, dodging the claws that pierced the ground. She ran under its legs, slicing one of them off. The creature screeched in pain, but before it could fall to its side, Maka turned around, and sliced it in half while it was distracted. The body hit the ground and in a flash of red light, a soul was left behind. I was getting dizzy from the blood loss, and I fell to my knees in a puddle of my blood, the claw still embedded into my arm. She placed a hand on my shoulder, but I was focused on trying not to slip from my consciousness.
"Oh, Death." she muttered, genuinely concerned as she looked over my wounds.
I couldn't help but chuckle under my breath. I knew I looked bad. She said something but I couldn't understand, my state getting the better of me as I fell unconscious.
I awoke with a major headache. I tried to reach for my head, when I felt a sharp pain go through my right arm. I winced, and looked at it. It was wrapped in a bloody bandage and on a sling, along with an IV and blood pack. Why am I always getting myself in nasty situations? I sighed and looked around the room I was in. It was all white. The floors were white, the walls were white, and the bed sheets were white. The only thing that wasn't white was the oak bookshelf near the door.
"I see you're awake." I heard a woman's voice say.
I turned to the door and saw her. Almost her whole body was in bandages, looking somewhat like a mummy but she was wearing a doctor's coat. She had dark skin, a tattoo on her upper shoulder, blue eyes, and wore her hair in dreadlocks.
"How are you feeling?" she asked.
"I'm fine; my arm is just hurting a bit."
"You had a serious puncture wound and whatever went through there broke a few bones as well." she informed me. I nodded.
"Where am I?"
"You're at DWMA's infirmary. Also known as 'Death Weapon Meister Academy'." she answered while checking the IVs.
"DWMA?" I wasn't sure if I heard correctly.
"Yes. You were unconscious when Maka and Soul brought you in. They told us that a pre-Kishin was very close to exterminating you. They got there just in time."
I was still letting this sink in when she spoke, "Everything seems fine here. I'll give you some pain medication in a minute. By the way, my name is Mira Nygus. But everyone calls me Nygus." She held out her bandaged hand for me to shake.
I smiled, "My name's Kuro." I took her hand with my good arm and shook.
"What a strange name." she said, and I could tell she wasn't trying to be insulting.
I let myself laugh, "I know."
"Soul, I swear, if I'm late because of you…" I didn't even finish the statement; I needed to get to class.
"You're the one who woke up late." He grumbled; his hands in his pockets as he tried keeping up, "What's the big deal anyway?"
I wasn't going to answer. I've told him countless of times how important it was to be on time. We made it a couple of minutes before the bell would toll and I took the liberty of relaxing in my seat. We made it.
I wonder if she's okay. The thought couldn't help but come to mind. The girl looked absolutely horrible last night, and not only that, I took a peek into her soul. I felt pain and loss, it almost engulfed her soul, but even in all of that I could see a glimmer of hope. There was also something else, something different, but I couldn't really pinpoint what it was...
"Hey Soul, I think we should go and check on her after class."
"I'm sure she's cool, Maka." he said, leaning his chair back with his hands behind his head.
"It wouldn't hurt." I urged, "Not only that but...I think it's her."
Soul furrowed his eyebrows, "Her?"
I nodded, "The girl who saved Kid."
"What makes you think that?"
"I don't know...I just have this feeling." I said, unsure. "Just trust me on this."
This feeling won't stop nagging at me.
"Alright, fine. We'll go see her after class."
"See who?" a cheery, childish voice asked, overhearing the conversation.
Liz and Kid looked at Patti and then at me, "Soul and I were going to check on this girl we saved yesterday during a mission, Patti. Would you like to come along?" I answered as the bell rang.
"Sure we'll go with." Liz smiled, forcing Patti and Kid up to their seats so they wouldn't get caught after the bell. I watched as they went up, and Liz flashed me a wary look. I automatically knew it was about Kid; looks like he still wasn't any better.
"So where was BlackStar today?" I asked, noticing it's quieter than usual.
"He's on a mission in Australia." Kid answered with his hands in his pockets, acting nonchalant. I could see through his act, and so could Liz. He still felt guilty, even though there really was nothing he could do. It seemed like he had everyone else fooled, though.
When we got to the door to the infirmary, Soul and I walked in first while Kid and his partners followed behind. We found her asleep; her body sprawled on the bed, her long hair in a ponytail, and her left arm rested at her side in a sling.
"Hello." I heard Dr. Stein greet from a wheeled chair in the back office.
"Oh hello, Dr. Stein. Taking care of the patient while Nygus is out?" I asked.
"Yeah," he wheeled out to us, "Nygus gave her some pain medication about an hour ago, so she'll wake in a few minutes or so." Dr. Stein said. We heard a faint creak from the bed and looked that way, and saw her using her good arm to lift herself in a sitting position.
"Or maybe now." Dr. Stein said, writing something on a clipboard. She looked at all of our faces and smiled in greeting. When she reached Kid though, she froze. The smile faltered and she merely stared. I couldn't explain her gaze, but it looked almost relieved. I had to see Kid's expression, because this girl obviously knew him.
I could feel Maka's and Liz's eyes turn to me, but I was focused on the girl before me. I stared back at her as she stared at me and in that instant every weight that I felt fell from my shoulders. Her eyes were a unique shade of brown, as bright as a new copper penny and as deep as a smoldering fire at night. Her dark hair reached her waist and framed her pale skinned face. It was slowly coming back, the haze covering her appearance that night finally clearing up.
It was her. It was really her, and she was alive.
End of Chapter VI
Just a couple of things, if you haven't noticed (and I'm really hoping you might have) every time I do a page break it's a different point of view or a flashback or the end of a chapter. I try to hint at who it may be in the view of in the writing, and hopefully I've been doing a good job at that. I don't like pointing it out in big bold letters lol.
One more thing, I understand that by this arc everyone is part of Spartoi with different uniforms, but I decided to keep the older uniforms. I hope no one minds. .
This chapter was one of my favorites to write. Just saying. xD
- Limiterlys