Maka breathes in.
She breathes out.
Her heart hurts.
Her head hurts.
Everything hurts.
Crona..the person holding her together has push her away..
She's going insane..
She's going to shut back down again..
But..when she thinks of the boy..it hurts but..
She can't give up.
She needs him.
She needs answers.
Maka gets out of the cab with out saying a word, she hasn't spoken since she got in and she probably won't speak much till she sees Crona again..till she gets this all straighten out.
But first..it's time to get what belongs to her.
That black box.
Her mother wanted her to have it..
Spirit can't keep her away from it any longer, it's not his.
It's her's.
The house in front of her looks old..and abandoned.
It's a cheap place.
It's all Spirit could afford.
Maka runs up to the front door and throws it open as she goes inside.
It's dead quiet.
She doesn't stop running till she's in front of Spirit's door.
..No way in hell..
Maka studies the lock on the door..something that wasn't there when she left this afternoon..
Spirit knew..He knew that box was hers..and he put a lock on the door so she couldn't get to it while she was gone..
She can feel a deep anger in her.
"Bastard!" Maka screams as she hits the door with her fist, it stings her knuckles but she doesn't care.
She's pissed.
Her heart picks up speed as she keeps hitting the door..
She's taking out all her frustration on it..taking out just everything on the door.
Maka doesn't feel anything anymore.
She knows she's still hitting the door..
She knows she's still screaming but..
It's fuzzy and she doesn't feel pain.
Maka finally stops hitting it..She pants sweat falling down her face..
Blood slowly drips from off her busted knuckles onto the floor..
It hurts her now but not as much as Maka hurts inside.
The girl keeps panting..A tear falling down her face.
..Can't she just get a break?..
Everything is falling apart..
Crona's soft smile flashes threw her head.
Maka's breathing starts to mellow out as her lips go in a tight line.
"Calm down..Calm down.." Maka steps back from the door looking at the lock. "..Ok..So there's a lock..when there's a lock there has to be a key and Spirit's such a dumb ass he probably left it around here."
She nods to herself before she walks out of the hallway to the kitchen.
The blood keeps falling from her busted hand..It drips leaving a trail on the hard wood floor..Her hand is starting to sting now.
Maka sighs as she walks into the bathroom.
She doesn't look at the mirror as she reaches up and opens up the cab-nit, she grabs some bandages before closing it and heads to the sink.
She keeps her gaze down as she turns it on.
Maka hears a bump come from the other room.
She just sticks her bleeding hand under the running water and cleans it with some soap.
It stings but it's nothing to bad.
She dries it off and starts wrapping the bandages around her hand as she hears some more foot steps..There getting closer.
She's getting tried of this shit.
Maka turns off the water and marches out, her eyes searching for whatever is making that noise.
She doesn't see anything..The sounds stopped as soon as she stepped out..
Maka doesn't waste time as she starts opening all the cab-nits in the kitchen, all the drawers, looking for a key to the lock.
She doesn't find it.
She checks the living room, the guest room and even her room.
There is no key.
Maka feels like shes about to shut down again..
The light in the living room flickers as she goes into it and sits on the couch.
She picks up her notebook she left there and her pencil.
She has to calm down..She has to think about what to do..
..If the key isn't in the house..then Spirit must have it..
Maka grips her pencil..Her mind is slowly coming undone..
Think of Crona..
She takes a deep breath as the flickering of the light gets worse.
Ok..So things she knows about Crona from earlier today..
He was happy to see her, he tackled her.
He missed her.
He made her punch..that he was nervous about and said he wanted to save it for last.
He played around with her..
He kissed her first.
They had some sexy time.
He grabed her chest and ass, saying it was Ragnarok.
Freaked out when she tried to drink his punch.
Ragnarok tried to make her drink it off the floor.
Crona told her to stay away..
Crona pushed her away..
The light flickers out in the living room but the kitchen light is still on.
Maka drops the note book and holds her head in her hands.
The TV starts to turn on and off, white noise, then nothing, white noise, then nothing.
She hears foot steps and things fall down.
She hears glass shatter and cab-nit doors slam shut.
Everything is going crazy but Maka just sits there holding her head in her hands.
The foot steps are getting closer..
Maka doesn't move.
Crona pushed her away..
Everything is going to hell.
The foot steps stop right beside her...
Suddenly everything goes quiet.
The TV stops, the cab-nits stop, the foot steps stop.
Maka slowly lifts up her head..fire burning in her glossy eyes.
She knows what she's going to do.
Maka stands up and pulls out her phone.
..She will get in that room..She will get that key..
That box is hers..Her mother wanted her to have it..
She is going to pay Spirit a little visit.
Suddenly the kitchen light flickers...
But Maka has a smile ripped on her face as she walks out of the house.
Oh..She's ready for him.
The smell of puke and weed fills Maka's nose as she steps out of the cab looking at the place she despises almost as much as Spirit himself.
Chupa Cabra's.
The bar Spirit pretty much lives in.
Her nose wrinkles as she watches a man stumble out with a puke stain on his shirt.
Lovely..
Maka can hear the loud music blaring from all the way out here..She can hear the drunken shouts and the clamor of there dancing.
Ok..So she's here.
Now she just has to find that ass hole.
Maka takes a deep breath of the last fresh air she will have for awhile as she walks up to the loud, bad smelling place.
Chupa Cabra's is a ways from the town Maka lives in..It's almost as far away from civilization as Dark Side asylum.
The reason though, is not to keep people in but to keep the cops out.
This place isn't just a bar, a lot of other shit goes down.
Prostitution, drugs, illegal fighting matches..You name it Chupa Cabra's has it.
The worse of the worse are here..drinking it out and having the time of there lives.
Now Maka is about to step into all of this.
The girl hesitantly knocks on the door, a slot moves so she can see a pair of hazy eyes.
"No way in hell your 21." The man growls.
"Hold up now, she's pretty cute." She hears another man but she doesn't see him. "Are you here to work?"
..By work Maka knows he means giving herself off for money.
"I'm here to see Spirit." She states bluntly looking at the still hazy eyes.
"Of course, this is probably one of his girls." She hears the man chuckle. "They just keep getting younger and younger..Yeah you can come in."
She hears something click before the door opens.
Two men stand at the door, one glares at her while the other smiles at her like an idiot.
"Oh I get it.." The goofy man puts a hand to his chin studying her. "Your going for the sexy librarian look..nice touch.." He gives her a wink.
Maka wrinkles her nose.
Disgusting.
"Where can I find Spirit?" She starts looking around at all the barely dressed, pressed together body's on the dance floor..The loud pounding music is starting to give her a head ache.
The smell is almost to much to bare.
"You can find him on the wall over there." The goofy man points over to where there's some couches against the wall. "He already has a couple girls with him though..so you'll probably have to squeeze in there."
The man gets closer.
"If it's to crowded for you over there.." He breathes against her face. "I'll be happy to take you away, and we could party solo..What's he paying you?..I'll give you 20 for the night."
Maka blinks.
Oh hell no.
"Get the hell away from me you pervert." Maka growls as she kicks him right where it hurts.
The man falls to his knees but Maka doesn't waste anytime and disappears into the crowd of dancers before he can get back up.
Maka fights against all the sweating, gross bodies while searching the so called "wall" for Spirit.
This place is gross..Maka's going to have to take a shower when she gets home..
She spots Spirit across the room sitting on one of the couches...Laughing it up with two whores under each of his arms.
This dick won't see this coming.
Maka glares as she goes to march over to the man.
Suddenly a boy gets in front of her starting to grind agaisnt her front with his ass.
She tries to get past him but he keeps pressing against her dancing to the beat.
"What the hell!" Maka shouts trying to be heard over the loud music.
"You look stressed out." The boy smirks back at her..He looks no more then her age, his face flushed. "Relax babe, your suppose to have fun here."
"So you thought I would have fun with you rubbing your ass against me?" She grunts as she shoves him off her. "Fuck off."
"Not cool." The boy stumbles back..His hazy red eyes locking eyes with her. "..Wait a minute.."
His eyes light in realization as he points a finger at her.
"Your that girl from school!..Shit I forgot your name but I know you! Your the girl they say that's crazy.." He slurs and stumbles a little. "..So is it true? Huh? Is it true?"
"Get that finger out of my face before I shove it up your ass." Maka growls as she pushes past him. "I don't have time for you."
"Don't be like that." He grabs her wrist. "Come on..w-we have plently of time! Time stops here..it's so fucking awesome..shit I can't even explain to you how awesome this place is..it's beyond me.."
"I'm sure a lot of things are beyond you." She grunts as she rips her hand from him. "Your a dumb ass, no wonder you barely ever come to school."
"A cool guy like me doesn't need to.." He shrugs and glares. "And oh yeah? If I'm a dumb ass...Your just...Your face looks like a butt!"
He smirks like that was clever, a goofy smile on his face.
"..Ok.." Maka turns and leaves this time, being quick so that boy doesn't grab her again.
What the hell?
Maka tries to not breathe to much so not to smell all the grossness going on as she pushes past more and more people trying to get to Spirit.
She will end up having lung cancer by the end of this.
Maka finally pushes out of the group of people...Her eyes locked onto a certain unaware red head.
He doesn't see her coming but the two girls under his arms do, they glare at her..
They give her a look like how a animal will bare it's teeth if you step on it's territory.
These women Spirit messes with are leeches, sucking all his money up and leaving him dry.
She doesn't care about him but his money is her money.
She hates these whores.
"..Hey babe who is that girl?" Maka can't hear one of the girls over the music but she can read her lips.
"Huh?" Spirit slowly turns his head towards her, his eyes locking onto her's..
Her eyes are on fire.
"K-Kami?" The man squeaks, dropping the class of whatever the man had been drinking, looking at her with wide eyes.
"No fuck face maybe you forgot from all your drinking that she isn't here anymore." Maka growls as she stops right in front of the man so he can hear her. "Give me the key you bastard!"
"M-Maka?" Spirit's eyes are so hazy but she can tell there focusing on her..A deep frown comes to his lips. "What are you doing here? Is something wrong?"
He almost seems concerned.
"Yes something is fucking wrong!" She shouts her fist gripped. "Give me the key to your door now!"
"..." Spirit blinks, his brows becoming furrowed as he looks around the club. "..How the hell did you get in here Maka?"
"I let her in." The man Maka had kicked walks over to them..His face scrunches up in a grimace when he looks over at her. " I-
"Why the hell did you do that?! This place is dangerous! She's only a kid!" Spirit's eyes become focus as they lock onto the man, there flaring.
"Whoa chill out! I thought she was one of your girls.." The man puts his arms up defensively.
"One of my girls?!" Spirit growls, his face getting red. "This is my fucking daughter!"
Suddenly everything goes quiet.
The music stops.
Maka can feel all eyes on them.
"..Shit man..Your a father?" The man's eyes get wide before he takes a step back.
"..Did he just say that's his daughter?" Maka hears someone whisper behind her.
"Yeah so that must be the crazy girl.."
"I'd never think to see her here! I knew Spirit was messed up but really?"
"Didn't you hear her mother died?-
"Spirit!" Maka shouts over all the chattering and it goes quiet again. "Give me the fucking key so I can leave this trashy place."
"What the fuck are you talking about?" Spirit's eyes lock onto hers. "Maka you need to leave now...Your causing a huge scene-
"Fuck you!" She growls "You know exactly what i'm talking about! You locked your door so I couldn't get in!"
"There's no reason for you to go in my room-
"Bull shit! Your trying to keep mom's box away from me!"
"Maka I'm not having this converstaion here, please just go home alright?"
"Not in till you give me the key!"
By now most people in the club have their cell phones out, recording what's going on.
Great.
She's going to find this on Youtube.
But right now she doesn't give a shit.
She's pissed.
"Leave now damn it!" Spirit suddenly stands up, his face is red from fury. "Your embarrassing the shit out of me!"
"Your what's embarrassing!" She shouts. "Look at yourself! You look like shit, you smell like shit, you are shit! You are the one who embarrass me! Give me the fucking key so I can leave! Just looking at you pisses me off!"
"You are not going to talk to me like this in front of all these people Maka!" Spirit's voice is booming. " Your not getting the key, your not getting anything. Your going home right now, and you can just fucking forget about that box, it's mine."
"It's not yours!" Maka is almost screaming now. "A guy called, he told me about mom's will!"
Spirit's face falls, realization lighting his eyes.
"He told me mom wanted me to have that box!" She takes a step closer. "That box is not yours! It's mine you ass hole! Mom wanted me to have it! Not you! So give me the fucking key!"
"Kami wasn't in her right mind when she wrote that will." Spirit's eyes are shaking. "The box is mine, she would want me to have it-
"Bull shit she wrote it's mine!" Maka screams getting closer. "You can't keep it away from me! Give me the fucking key!"
"No! I'm not giving you shit! Get out of here now!" Spirit looks around at all the people just standing around watching. "Someone get her the hell out of here!"
They just stare at him.
They won't.
There enjoying this to much.
"Your such a ass hole!" Maka screams as she walks closer to the man. "..You weren't there for mom..and even when she's dead..you go against her. Your trying to keep something away from me that mom wanted me to have! You can't just say it's yours because it's not! Mom gave it to me!"
Spirit doesn't respond.
"Give me the fucking key Spirit! Give me the fucking-
"I said get out!" The man pushes her roughly causing her to fall back on her butt. "Jesus Maka..Can't you just fucking listen for once? Do I have to hurt you for you to-
Suddenly Spirit is punched in the face.
The man falls back on the cough, blood swelling up on his lip.
"You son of a b-bitch!" Girkio slurs, stumbling a little as he glares down at the man he just punched. "Don't you fucking touch her like that..She's your daughter..You piece of shit!"
Spirit doesn't respond, the two girls shaking him.
Maka looks up at male nurse wide eyed.
Everyone in the bar cheers..They just got that on tape.
Yup, definably going on Youtube.
"L-Lets go kid..t-this place isn't for you.." Girkio turns around on her, his eyes are so hazy Maka wonders if he's even really conscious right now. "Here take my jacket, we don't need these..fucking gross people looking at you."
He picks up a random blanket that was laying next to him..and throws it over her head.
Apparently he's to drunk to realize that this isn't a jacket, and it smells like raunchy vagina.
Maka tries not to talk or breathe for that matter as she feels Girkio lead her..He's slow and stumbling.
"Fuck you Mike!" She hears him growl and then the sound of glass shattering follows after.
He finally lets go of her so she can throw the blanket off.
It's like taking her first breath of air..She takes it greedily.
There back out side of the club in front of the dirty pond people like to just dump there beer bottles into.
"What the fuck are you doing here kid?" Girko slurs, looking at her with a frown on her face. "You can't just walk into a place like that...Your lucky I spotted you out-
"Girkio!" Spirit suddenly stumbles out of the doors of Chupa Cabras, his lip is still bleeding, his eyes flaring. "Get the fuck away from my daughter!" He slurs.
"For what?" He growls back taking a step forward. "So you can fucking try to hurt her? Not happening jack ass."
"I know how you are! You pervert! I'm not going to stand her and let you touch my daughter!" Spirit falls to his knees before he foces himself back up.
"I'm not a rapist like you, I know my fucking age." Girkio gives him the middle finger, and sticks his tongue out, Maka's able to see the large ring he has in it.
"Maka come here now! That man is not safe!" Spirit holds out his hand towards her, looking at her expectantly.
"I'm not going anywhere with you!" Maka growls as she takes a step forward. "Give me the fucking key Spirit, then I'll leave."
"Forget about the fucking key!" He shouts, gripping his fist. "Forget about that fucking box! I don't care what Kami's will said, your not getting your hands on it!"
"Like hell if I'm not!" Maka runs towards him. "Mom wanted me to have it!"
"Kami wasn't thinking!" Spirit growls, his eyes flaring. "She was insane when she wrote it, she didn't know what she was doing!"
"She wanted me to have it! I don't care what the fuck you say!"
"I don't care what Kami wanted!" Spirit is screaming now. "I only care about you Maka! I only care about you.."
"Of course you don't care about mom! You never did!" She's screaming . "Give me the fucking key now!"
"Alright! Find you want the key!" Spirit takes off something that was around his neck.
It's the key hooked to a string.
"Is this the key your talking about?" He starts to move it around. "Well here it fucking is!"
Spirit throws it.
He throws it into the dirty, murky pond.
"You fucker!" Maka screams, her eyes shaking as she looks at where he threw it.
Maka takes a deep breath before she runs to the pond..She looks down into the green water.
"You wouldn't.." Spirit scoffs.
Maka jumps in.
"Your fucking dirty!" Spirit screams as Maka swims over to where she thinks the key dropped..Ignoring the nasty smell..and how slimy the water feels.
Maka ingores him as she tries to feel for the key with her feet..
She can't find it.
"Why are you doing this huh? It's just a stupid fucking box!" Spirit's breathing is becoming uneven. "...I'm trying to protect you Maka..I don't want that for you..me and your mother..we had a agreement! We made a promise!"
Maka takes a deep breath and holds it.
She goes under.
It's so gross but Maka feels around the slime for the key..She's to afraid to open her eyes.
It would probably cause her to go blind.
Maka goes back up when she can't hold her breath any longer.
"- You were never meant to be one Maka!" Spirit has gotten louder since she went under. "You were never meant to..can't you just trust me? Can't you just believe me when I say you don't want that box? Your not like her..No, your like me Maka..That was the agreement damn it! I can't let you get to that box!-
Maka goes back under.
It all goes quiet as she searches for the key..
She can't find it.
Maka comes back up.
"-Stop fucking looking for it!" Spirit's face is red. "Maka I swear to god if you don't stop I will beat the shit out of you!-
Maka goes back under.
She needs to find it.
Maka feels around the slime desperately but..she doesn't feel it.
She comes back up.
"-That's it!"
She looks over to see Spirit marching towards her, his face so red.
"Damn it Maka-
Giriko stumbles over and punches the man in the jaw.
Spirit falls down but he's quick to get back up.
Maka watches as the two drunk men fight..
Well really she's watching Giriko fight while Spirit gets the shit knocked out of him.
Giriko punches him in the face, kicks him in the stomach, and all the while Spirit can only try to block.
He gets a couple hits on Girko but there not much.
Maka watches with wide eyes...She feels something in her heart as she watches Giriko punch Spirit in the face again.
She doesn't feel for Spirit..No she feels for Girko..
Watching Spirit get beat up..Makes her feel good, makes her feel better.
She's always wanted to see this, to see Spirit broke and bruised.
Girkio made it happen.
Maka looks at the male nurse with her eyes sparkling..
This is what it must feel to have a father..
To have someone older that has your back..who will fight battles for you and protect you.
Her heart swells when Spirit cries out in pain..
It's bliss.
Maybe she's a horrible person for enjoying this so much but..really she doesn't care.
Spirit is finally getting something he deserves.
It's like all her anger towards him is being taking out threw Girkio..
"C-Chill!" Spirit yelps, his face all bloody as he limps away.
Spirit lost, Girko won.
What a wimp.
"kid.." Girko turns towards her, he has her father's blood on his shirt. He has a conflicted look on his face, as if he's not to sure if that was the right thing to do or not.
Maka smiles at him.
"..Get on out of there." Giriko smirks at her, crossing his arms. "It smells like shit down there..You already smell, you don't need anything extra."
Maka frowns as she looks down at the green mucky water...
She lost the key.
There is no way she can find it..
She takes a deep breath as she swims out of the pond..Her clothes stick to her..It feels so gross.
"Damn kid." Girko wrinkles his nose when she stops right in front of him. "You need to take a shower or something, it smells like something took a shit on you then died."
"And I still smell better then you." She grins at him..She still feels that fondness of him.
"..Heh.." Girkio studies her for a moment before he smirks, putting a hand on top of her head and ruffling her hair. "..I told you I have your back."
"..That you did.." She smirks up at him. "..I can't believe you just..beat the shit out of Spirit..that was.."
She smiles at him, her eyes bright.
"Amazing.."
"Your looking at me like i'm a fucking hero now kid." Girko chuckles.
"You pretty much are.." Maka laughs with him. "..And if your a hero..are world is so fucked."
"Fuck you." He gives her the middle finger.
Maka returns it but she can't stop the grin on her face.
..Giriko beat the shit out of Spirit..
Spirit ran like a wimp..
This is just to good.
"..I'll call you a cab." Girko pulls out his phone. "No way in hell I can drive..i'm to fucked up."
"I thought you drive best when your drunk?" She raises an eye brow.
"No that's when i'm buzzed, not when I'm fucked up to fucking hell- Oh hello I need a cab." The man's voice changes when he speaks to the phone.
Maka chuckles..
She doesn't know how she's laughing right now..
She lost the key.
She smells like shit.
But..Girkio beat up Spirit.
Spirit got beat up..
It's like a dream come true.
Maka lets out a sigh as the hot water hits her skin.
It's almost burning her but she doesn't care.
That pond was gross..She's going to need a lot to clean off.
She tries not to think of the key, or the box right now.
Maka needs to stay calm.
She can feel she's close to breaking though..
There's to much for her to think about so she doesn't think about anything.
She can't afford to think.
Maka must be numb to all but the hot water falling on her naked body.
She makes sure she washes her body good with soap before she steps out of the shower, dries off, and puts on just a large shirt.
Ok..Now the real work begins.
Maka takes a deep breath as she steps out of the bathroom.
It's dead quiet.
She walks over to Spirit's door..The lock is still on it.
Then it hits her.
She lost the key.
The box is her's but she lost the key.
Maka can feel a deep anger burn her being as she hits the door with her fist.
She yelps and holds her hand..Forgetting this morning she busted it up by hitting the door..
The bandages start to turn red..She rebusted her knuckles.
Maka grinds her teeth, her anger growing again.
Spirit can't keep her out.
No..The box is hers.
Her mother wanted her to have it.
Maka's breathing is becoming uneven.
Don't think about it..
Think clearly..
But she isn't.
She's pissed.
Maka grips her fist not caring it's causing her to bleed more as she turns on her heel.
She's about to get a fucking chair and try to break down the door when she hears a click behind her, then a thump.
Maka slowly looks back at the door.
The large lock is no longer on the door..it lays on the ground
Spirit's door slowly creaks open by it's self..It's pitch black inside..She can't see anything.
Maka stares at it for a moment..
She feels such a dark feeling coming off from it..
The door opened by it's self and some how the big ass lock, unlocked it'self and fell off.
Everything is telling her to stay away but she can't.
She has to get that box.
Maka takes a deep breath as she walks towards the door..
She reaches in blindly searching for the llght switch.
She finds it but..
It's not working.
It stays pitch black.
Maka stares into the darkness for a moment before she walks over to the closet and grabs a flash light from it..
This is scary..but..
She has to face her fears..
She has to get that box..
Maka has gotten this far..there's no going back.
She can do this..
Maka glares into the darkness as she turns on the flash light, it lights a small portion of the room..
It's better then nothing.
She slowly walks into Spirit's room..holding the flash light tight in her hand.
His room is a mess.
Even in the dark she can see all the shit he just threw down on the floor and left there..
Then again he's never here.
So what's the point in cleaning?
Ok..So where would Spirit put the box?
Maka walks over to his bed and lifts all the pillows off it and the blankets..
No.
She checks his dresser drawers, throwing the man's close out.
No.
She checks his closet, moving everything around and looking intently at it with her flash light.
No.
Maka's starting ot get pissed off..
She tore up his whole room..Where could it-
Maka's foot catches on something and before she can regain herself she falls down, face first.
She loses her flash light.
Maka begins to panic because she can't see but she quickly finds it and turns it back on.
She lets out a sigh of relief at the light.
Ok...
She turns and shines down where she thinks she tripped.
..No way..
A piece of wood is sticking up from the floor..
Maka moves closer and pulls on it, reviling a opening..
Spirit has a sercet hiding spot in the fucking floor..The sneaky bastard.
She rips off the wood and shines her light into the hole.
There it is..
The black box sits inside..next to it a key.
Both of these items were in her mother's room.
She grabs the key and puts it into her pocket before she picks up the box..
Maka gets a weird feeling from touching it..like a power is flowing through her..A dark power..A dark feeling.
She shines the light on it..Trying to see if there's anything special about the out side..
It's just a plain black box.
She feels something drawing her to open it..
Maka takes a deep breath but opens the small box.
There's nothing inside.
She stares at her self in the mirror on the lid.
..Why would her mother want her to have this?..
It's a empty jewelry box but..why does she feel like this is really important?
Suddenly the mirror lights up.
Maka drops it and falls back away from it..
She watches in fascination as..words start to appear on the mirror..There cursive but she can read them..
There writen in red.
"...Oh my baby, if your reading this..then that means I failed you."
The words disappear after she reads them to some new ones.
"I don't have much time left now..I had to do this while I have some of my mind left."
They change again.
"You must listen to me Maka..I know you must think what has happen to me is horrible..but you don't know the half of it."
It pauses.
"If you are reading this..then i'm dead...that demon has taken me..I lost to him...I shutter just thinking about it."
There's another pause.
"Now you must be dealing with him Maka..You must be so scared..You don't understand what's going on..at least I have that much."
It changes.
"Maka you may not believe what I tell you but..you must listen to my warnings. You are in grave danger."
Changes.
"The demon has tooken me..but it wasn't me he wanted Maka, it's been you all along. I've tried my hardest to keep him away from you..Oh i've tired so hard but..if you are reading this I failed you. He has gotten to you."
Changes.
"Now that he's hooked to you, you can't get rid of him. He is a leech Maka, he feeds off of your feelings..feeds off of your hate, anger, and fear..You must not give this to him baby..You must keep your feelings in check. The more you give him, the stronger he grows."
Changes.
"He is a demon Maka..someone has cursed you my child..This demon will not leave till he has your soul. At this point he isn't going to be very strong..He will try to scare you but you can not be afraid of him baby...He feeds off your fear..You will make him stronger."
It changes.
"You must never be alone..He will show anytime you are alone to try to scare you..You must never look into mirrors for to long..He will surely be able to be seen."
Changes.
"..I love you so much Maka..and I'm sorry..I'm so sorry"
The words shake.
"He's coming baby..Don't be afriad..What ever you do don't be afriad!"
The box closes by it's self.
Maka is very afraid..
A demon?
That's what it is?
And it won't go away til..till it has her?
Did it kill her mom?
..Is it the thing that caused all this bad to happen to her mother?
..What the fuck is going on?
Curses?
Demons?
This can't be true!
This can't be right!
But Maka's teeth are chattering because she knows..She feels that it's all true.
And right now she's alone.
Her mother told her to never be alone.
As if on cue the door slams shut, throwing her into almost complete darkness except for her flashlight.
Her flash light flickers..then goes out.
She can't see.
She can't fucking see and she feels someone in the room with her.
The air is dense..She can feel eyes on her.
Maka's so fucking scared.
Her mother told her not to be but she can't help it.
Nothing makes sense.
She hears foot steps slowly walking towrds her..
Her heart beat picks up..
What the fuck is she suppose to do?
Suddenly the box opens back up by it's self, red words reappearing on the mirror.
"Reach into the box Maka."
She does as she's told..Her fingers touch something hard and cold.
She pulls out a neckless that wasn't there before..Her being able to see it from the light coming from the mirror.
It's not the fact that a necklace appeared out of no where that scares the shit out of her.
This neckless...is her mothers..
They buried her mother with this neckless on.
All the hairs on her arms stick up.
"Put it on Maka."
She doesn't want to but she hears the foot steps get closer so she does.
As soon as the neckless of the half crested moon lays on her chest the foot steps stop.
The light turns back on and the door creaks open.
She feels a deep relief as the air around her is let go from the dense weight.
Maka stares at the box, new words forming.
"This is the last of my power baby..I give it to you. Always wear this necklace..It will protect you but it can only do so much. You must be careful..this is all I have to offer you..please..you must not die..I gave my soul for yours..but I failed. You must live. I love you Maka..never let that necklace go."
The box closes by it's self.
Maka stares at it speechless as she looks down at the neckless she's wearing..
The same neckless that was on her mother's neck when they buried her..
What the fuck is going on?
..What the hell?..
Did all that really just happen? or has she lost it?
Maka stares at the necklace as she grips it..
But it had to have happened..She has her mother's necklace..
This is to crazy..
All of this is to crazy..
Just..why her?
Why must she deal with a demon?
Why must she deal with her mother's death?
Why must she deal with Spirit?
Why must Crona push her away?
..Why her?
Maka's breathing is uneven as she picks up the box, stands up and leaves Spirit's room.
She takes out her phone and calls Kid.
Like hell if she's staying home alone after all of that shit.
Now that would be crazy..
Her head is spinning and she feels sick..
Nothing makes sense..
She is going to lose it..
Everything is to weird even for her..
She's found things out only for more questions to come up.
Will it never end?
She needs it to..she's going to go crazy.
The lights in the house flicker as Maka walks out.
She needs to find Kid, she needs not to be alone.
Maka looks up at the sky...
What kind of deck has fate played her huh?
Her mother is dead.
There's a demon apparently after her.
Everyone thinks she's insane, and if she told someone they would just lock her up.
This whole time..When her mother was talking about the man she was talking about-
Maka can't think about that.
She will shut down.
Don't think
Just don't fucking think
Maka breaths hard..everthing is spinning around her.
Everything is falling apart.
...so yeah. this chapter answers some questions but not many. it's about to get really bumpy. I enjoyed writing the part when maka went to the bar, I decided to add soul just for fun, he probably won't come back lol. please review and thank you for the ones that do!