Hey guys! Welcome to chapter 2! Thank you for getting this far! Please review, it means a lot to me! This is rated M for a reason. Disclaimer: I do not own Soul Eater! Now, enjoy chapter 2: Two in One

Maka collapsed. An new partner? What the hell were they thinking? Did they honestly think that she could replace Soul? Her father and Death the Kid rushed to her side as she fell. They caught her and sat her on the chair. She stared at her hands, hands that had once held Soul as her weapon, her lover, and her best friend. Her tears of despair quickly turned into tears of anger.

"No." Her voice was so quiet not even her father heard her.

"Maka?" Lord Death asked. She looked up, absolute rage emanating from her eyes. Stein looked at her with curiosity.

"No," she said. Her voice was loud, clear, and hard. She heard a couple of sighs from the people in the room. And she hated them. "No," she repeated.

"Maka, listen," her father began earnestly but she interrupted him.

"No, you listen. All of you listen." She stood from the chair with a new resolve. "Soul was my one and only and he always will be. Asking me to find a new partner is like asking me to cut out my heart. I won't do it. Go ahead and kick me out if you have to but I won't do it." They all stared at her as if she were a lost kitten, with pity. She hated them. Some of them had lost partners before. Some of them had lost lovers and best friends before. But, none of them had lost some one who was all three. She hated them. She hated them! She was strong. She was brave. She wasn't afraid...

She was alone...

She looked down as tears fell from her eyes again. She was so done with everyone. She was angry and depressed. Frustrated, she closed her eyes and turned to punch the chair before she hurt anyone. Instead of hearing a crack, she heard a slice.

She opened her eyes to see that her arm had turned into a scythe. She heard gasps from the administrators who didn't know she was half weapon. Keeping her arm as a scythe, she turned around to face the other people in the room, an idea in her head. Lord Death smiled at the resolve in the teen's eyes.

"I'll be my own weapon." There was no question about it. She stared down Lord Death, daring him to challenge her. It was quiet for a moment before Spirit jumped up.

"No, Maka, that's way too dangerous! You can't!"

"Spirit," Lord Death began. "I understand your concern for your daughter but, this is something that she needs to do." Spirit looked at his daughter. Lord Death was right. Maka needed a way to cope and move on with her life. He sighed. "You can leave now, Maka," Lord Death continued. Soon after, Lord Death dismissed the other administrators until just Spirit and Stein were left.

"Well, that was interesting," Stein muttered to himself.

"What did you see, Stein?" Lord Death asked.

"Are you talking about her soul?" Spirit asked. Lord Death nodded. The Grimm Reaper and the Death Scythe stared at the meister, waiting for an answer. Stein turned the screw in his head a couple of times before responding.

"Her soul, immediately after losing her weapon, had begun to fade. It presence was disappearing. It looked like she was about to drop dead at any moment."

"Why didn't you say anything!?" Spirit got in Stein's face, holding him by his coat. "That's my daughter, dammit! Don't you think I should've been told that information!?"

"What would you have done, Spirit?" Stein asked calmly. "When a soul is disappearing from something that isn't a physical wound, what can you do?" Spirit relaxed a little. "Or how about when a soul is dying because it's sad? There is nothing you can do." Spirit released Stein and stepped away.

"Continue, Stein," Lord Death said quietly. Stein nodded.

"Anyways, when she turned into a weapon her soul seemed to waver." This caused confusion to spread across the other two's faces. "It split into two."

"What?" Spirit wondered out loud.

"When she made the conscience decision to become her own weapon her," Stein continued, "her soul didn't become one again." Stein stopped to turn the screw a couple of more times.

"Explain that Stein," the Grimm Reaper commanded.

"The two parts of her soul went through soul resonance."

"Is that even possible?" Spirit asked to no one in particular. Lord Death looked at Spirit.

"It seems as though your daughter has two souls inside of her."