Crona is taking too long.
He knows this. He knows he's moving too slow..but the pain is so much. His body is fighting with him every step he takes..When he breathes in..it feels as if his lungs are closing up, not allowing the air to go through. When he blinks..it's hard to open his eyes again..as if they're trying to be glued shut, trying to keep him in eternal darkness. When he walks..the pain in his muscles makes him wobble and whimper..
His body is his enemy. His blood is the enemy.
Crona limps..holding onto the wall for support as he finally stops in front of the stairs that will lead him down..down where Ragnarok is, down to his friend that needs him..But he's taking so damn long. It's like he's walking through thick water..His body moving as if it's been asleep a long time..like it's numb and unable to function. Crona himself wouldn't be able to function..if not for the thought of Ragnarok..the remembrance of his screams..of the fading connection he has with the boy..
Ragnarok is fading. Crona has to hurry up.
Damn his body..and to make matters worse, he isn't alone. No, he's never alone.
"Soooo." That other boy coos beside Crona..He's able to feel the black liquid pooling by his feet. "..Thats a lot of stairs." He gives Crona a mad smirk. "Your going to be like Jack! Jack and Jill went up a hill to fetch a pail of water, Jack fell down and broke his crown and-"
Crona takes a deep breath..ignoring the all too familiar, suffocating feeling that is Madness. He grips the stair's railings..takes another deep breath..before taking his first step down.
And it hurts like hell.
That one step, feels like he just jumped from a Three-story window and landed on his foot. It doesn't feel as if he's just taken a step downwards..no, his body is fucked up just like he is, just like his mind is.
The other boy watches with a blank face as Crona slowly makes his way down the stairs..whimpering and cussing at the pain he feels, gripping at the railing till his knuckles turn white..through his pain..through the suffocating madness, the crazy boy still sees the determination in Crona's pale blue eyes.
"What are you doing?" He blurts out when Crona finally makes it to the 5th step down. "You know this is pointless don't you? I've seen retarded turtles move faster then you!" The crazy boy giggles at that. "You'll never make it. Your mind is already shattered. Why are you trying to keep yourself in tack when your already broke?..Take a broken mirror, You can glue the pieces back together..but no matter what you do, you can see the cracks. Your cracking Crona. Your completely shattering. It's hurting you to fight me..because your fighting who you are, your fighting what runs through your veins. Madness. Madness and more madness. Why are you even worried about Ragnarok?..when you have a awesome friend like me?" The other boy tilts his head..those haunted eyes lighting up as his smile grows way too large for his face.
"Your n-not my friend." Crona grinds his teeth as he walks down two more steps. "Ragnarok a-actually cares for me..u-unlike you! Y-Your the r-reason i'm a monster! Y-Your the reason i'm a-a freak!"
"How..how mean." The other boy puts a hand to his heart..something changing in his eyes. "Your a very cruel person Crona. Your selfish. You say I don't care..but all i've done is look out for you. I punish Maka for making you cry. I punish her for betraying you. I protect you with my blood, with my madness when you are attacked. I give you what you need to complete tasks that you couldn't do by yourself. You hate me for doing justice, for punishing the one that hurts you. I'm the one that turns your tears into giggles. I'm the one that has always been there..when you would cry at night, when Ragnarok wouldn't even speak to you at the beginning..tell me..who did you talk to?" This other boy catches how Crona tenses.." That's what I thought. You talked to me. I was your company because I was the only one who would accompany you, the only one that would listen to you. You say it's my fault your a freak..that your a monster..yet I have done nothing but protect you. I only respond to your hurt, to your tears..you still feel hurt..you still cry..but if you give in to me, you'll never shed a tear again, I can promise you that. You'll be in your own little mad world."
"I'm n-never giving into you! I d-don't care what you are..all I-I know is that you hurt people. Y-You kill people..y-your a demon, the demon that is me..but y-your the demon that I never wanted to be..but now look. I am you. No m-more. N-No more hurting Maka!..N-No more making her cry. No more h-hurting anyone. I-i'm in control. This is my body, not yours-"
"It's our body." The other boy cuts him off. "You can't claim it...though I know you want to. You don't like to share. Your selfish. You want to blame everything on me, but i'm only picking up after what you want to do, but are unable to do. I am what you want..I am the release you always craved but you shun me away. I won't be shunned. You use to call on me to fight your battles..and I would answer. I always do, because I love you. You know I do, because you want me to love you. You want love, and i'm the only one who is going to give it to you. A beast can only be loved by a beast. The story 'Beauty and the beast' is a fucking lie. I am the truth. Your a monster, just as I am..but you want to blame it all on me."
"You don't l-love me! A-A demon doesn't love-" Crona takes a step..only for his weary legs to give on him..he loses his gripping on the railing..and he falls. Crona tumbles down the stairs, the wooden steps hitting his back, chest, and head as he rolls down these many steps..it feels as if his body is falling apart, ripping, tearing, breaking...before he hits the bottom of the stairs..landing in a odd position, laying on his back with his one leg bent behind him..for a normal person this would have surly broke their leg..but Crona is very flexible..
It doesn't mean it didn't hurt like hell.
"Oh my, see this is what I was talking about." That othe boy smirks as he walks down the steps slowly..that black liquid following after him, like the trailing of a dress. His mad smile grows as Crona coughs into his hand..some spots of red coming out...some of his blood coming out..and it's red. "See? See?! This is what happens when you push me out. You get hurt. This fall would have been nothing for me, you wouln't have gotten a scratch..but now look at you. You probably broke some ribs, possibly your leg. Your pathetic without me. You can't fix yourself Crona, you'll just end up destroying everything." This other boy holds out his hand to Crona as he tries to force himself up..but failing..this small boy shaking in his struggle..struggle with his body, struggle with his madness. "Take my hand..let my blood flow through your veins..let your heart turn black. I will heal you of the pain..the madness will take all that away. There's no reason to be sane Crona. You can't save Ragnarok. There's nothing you can do for that boy..and with you fighting me all your doing is destroying yourself."
Crona takes deep breaths..blood trailing from the corner of his mouth..but it's red. It's his blood. His eyes shift over weakly to look at this other boy's hand..to look this boy with the mad smirk in the eyes..those haunted eyes that belong to him. The pain is unbearable..it would be nice..just for all this pain to go away..to feel nothing anymore. To lose himself completely..and just enjoy the crazy ride..
But then he thinks of Ragnarok..all alone..in pain..
Crona hits this boy's hand away..before he forces himself back up..his legs wobbling..his teeth grit..but he gets himself up..he's almost there..he can do it, he knows he can..he's come this far..
For Ragnarok's sake, he can't fail.
"I'd r-rather destroy myself t-then become you! I-I'll f-fight you till the very end! I n-never wanted your help! I n-never asked for you to be there, for you to p-protect me! You h-have hurt the person I hold so dear.." Maka's smile flashes through his mind..and he grips his fist. "She h-hurts me but she w-warned me she would. I know..and you know..i-it's how witches are. I knew..just as w-well as you did, she could n-never love me. It hurts, it hurts badly..but not as much as it hurts w-when I see that fear in her eyes, fear of me, fear of me because of you and what you have done to h-her." Crona feels a deep burning in his chest..hearing the scream of agony Maka gave off..because of him..when he broke her ribs. "I hate you! I-I hate you so much! W-Why can't you just d-disappear?! Just l-leave me alone!"
"As long as you are here on this earth, so will I be. I'll never leave you. Your a very sad person..if you can't love yourself, how do you expect someone else to?" He tilts his head as Crona takes a step away from him. "..You know i'm what your bitch of a mother wants.." The other boy moves his hair..showing off that flower tattoo. "We belong to the darkness..you belong to darkness."
Crona ingores him. He knows what his mother wants..he knows why this is happening to him, why his blood turns black, why it's getting harder to fight..why this other boy has so much strength..he knows..oh, he knows..
He knows too much.
Crona puts a hand over his tattoo..it's hot to the touch..it feels like he's placing his hand on a stove but he keeps it there..This is the cause..the cause of it all..
Because now he is cursed..not only is he cursed but he is a slave..a slave to madness, a slave to-
He feels the madness get thicker around him..yet..though it's familiar it's different'..it's not his own..Crona's breath hitches..a feeling in his chest he can't shake off..Ragnarok..He feels Ragnarok but..it's weak..and what he feels is..is..
"Mad." That other boy chuckles darkly. "He's lost it. We can all be mad together! Together forever!"
"N-No.." Crona's breathing becomes uneven..he can't be too late..he can't be..he can't be!
He can't lose Ragnarok...but he feels the madness thicken..he feels that all to familiar suffocating feeling..There's so much of it..and Ragnarok's lost..just like he has been..
"Your too late! Your too late! You can't stop madness, you are madness! We are madness! We are heirs to the throne Crona..everyone will be mad when I rule." This other boy laughs madly, throwing his head back..dark glee in those haunting eyes. "Your friend is mad! Why not join him? Stop hurting yourself..let the insanity flow through your veins and take you away."
Crona falls to his knees..his body giving out on him..His legs are shaking too much, he's sweating too much..pale blue eyes starting to tremble..his body twitching..It hurts so much..to be sane, to have control..it's obvious to Crona now..that this isn't his body anymore. This body belongs to..
Crona glances at the other boy's mad smirk..the black blood dripping from his finger tips..those black vines by his feet..
Him.
His body belongs to him. That's why it's fighting him so much..he has pushed out who this body belongs to now..He is only but a shadow after all, a weak small little boy when it comes to the mind..Some how, along the way he lost his body..He lost his body when Maka messed around with Kid. Crona remembers he was running with Ragnarok..looking for her..worried about her..when this other boy whispered in his ear..the news made him so upset..he let his guard down, and the madness consumed him whole..making him nothing but a shadow, a pathetic shadow that can only watch. Now he's in control again..but his body doesn't want him. No body wants him. It's doing all it can to try to send Crona back to that sea of the damned..trying to get rid of him, to take over..It's tempting to give up..
Because he failed Ragnarok. After everything that the other boy has done for him..he couldn't even be there to say good bye. He couldn't even make it to him in time..but who was he kidding? He's a failure. Of course he couldn't save Ragnarok..of course he couldn't do anything like always..
Now Crona is going to drown in his madness..and he has brought down Ragnarok with him.
"Your still struggling." The other boy smirks as he gets in front of Crona..his black blood dripping on Crona's face. "Come now..your body wants me..you want me. You want my blood, you want my bliss. Madness is more addictive then any drug..and more deadly. Once you go mad.."This other boy lifts up Crona's head by his chin so he has to look at this..thing. Those haunting eyes bore into his own..as the other boy's lips rip into that smile he knows too well."..You can never go back. There is no cure for Madness..look at yourself! Your pale, broken, shaking, and sweating. You can barely stand! Your hurting yourself, destroying yourself!."
"I d-don't care about myself.." Crona averts his gaze..his body trembling all the more. "..I c-care about Ragnarok and I f-failed him. He's lost..he's l-lost and it's all because of me.." He sniffles..his body hurts like hell but..nothing like the pain in his chest. " He stood up for m-me..and w-what did I do?..I l-let him down..I l-let everyone down.."
"Now, now. Don't be sad." This other boy wipes the tear that fell down Crona's face..smearing black blood on his cheek. "There's no reason to cry. Ragnarok has been released from all his worry, from all his fears. What's so sad about that? He's free from pain..just like you could be if you would let go. There's no reason to hold on now, the boy you wanted to save is already gone. It's no use."
"He's l-lost! I don't w-want him to be lost! I-I want him to be right here with me! I w-want everything to go back to the way it was!..before I w-was this..before my blood was black..I-I want to go back!.."
"There is no going back. Do you have a time machine? I sure as hell don't! You can't go back and really, were those times any better then now? The only difference is that you have a back bone..I give you a fucking back bone so you can stand up for yourself. My blood protects you..and I watch over you." This boy grabs Crona's chin..he leans in and..licks the tears as they fall from this boy's face. Crona gasps in alarm, pushing him away..The other boy chuckles darkly and licks his lips. " If you let me, I could give you the love you always wanted. Just lose yourself, summit to me, and you'll never feel pain again. I've only been looking out for you..I never want you to hurt. If you give into me completely Crona..you won't have to worry about Ragnarok, you won't feel guilty, you won't feel pain..you won't have to worry about not being enough..you won't have to worry about Maka..you will be let free, just as Ragnarok has been set free..Don't you want to join him? Maka will be close to follow..then you all can be together.." The other boy cups Crona's cheeks..the boy barely fighting his other half..the pain is too much..his body is starting not to respond to him anymore..
What's the point? Let's be honest here..This boy..this crazy boy is a lot stronger then Crona. If he really wanted to, he could take his body right back from Crona..but he hasn't. Crona sees it in the way he looks at him..how he holds out his hand as a invitation..He wants Crona to except him back in..he wants to be invited back in even when he has the power to just rip Crona's body away from him..why?..A even bigger question..Why is he even fighting? Ragnarok is gone..Crona can barely move his own body..there's no hope. He will be lost in his madness..and this time..he won't come back out.
It will take a miracle to save Crona now.
Crona's lips twitch at what this boy said..Maka, him, and Ragnarok together? Forever?..as in forever, ever?! That's a dream come true..because he always dreamed he would never be a part from Maka..that they would be with each other till the end of time..and then so on..
But dreams never come true..maybe, in his madness they will..maybe he can pretend..
Crona always pretends. Pretends he doesn't know the truth. Pretends he can be a savior, that he can be a guardian..That he can be loved..
But pretend is make believe. It's not real. He will never be loved..and because he is sane he feels the pain and guilt of losing Ragnarok..
Why be sane when you can be mad?
The Crazy boy's smile grows as he watches Crona's eyes dance around. "That's it..just let it all out.." He lets go of Crona's cheeks to hold out his hand..that mad smile never leaving his lips. "Let me take you to Ragnarok..let me give you bliss..I will always protect you..just give in Crona, clarity is for losers, insanity is for winners!"
He doesn't want to be a loser does he?! That's all he ever is...a loser..because he's weak. He doesn't have special abilities like Ragnarok..He isn't a witch like Maka..No, he's just a boy..but..This other boy is a different story. He is strong..He kills with his blood. He's destroyed every foe who he's set his sights on. This boy is something else..yet Crona is nothing but a disgrace. This boy is everything he ever wanted..yet..everything he hates..
Crona doesn't want to be in pain anymore.
He reaches out a shaky hand..about to put it into this other boy's hand..Crazy Crona's smile goes a inch each time Crona's hand gets closer..his finger tips are almost touching his-
That's when Crona feels a weight be taken off his shoulders..he feels the air lose it's denseness..and he instantly pulls away from Crazy Crona..his eyes wide..snapping out of that trance..He feels that chain around his wrist tightening..the chain that belongs to the bond him and Ragnarok share..which can only mean one thing..
Ragnarok has been found. The madess has released him..Crona's face gets so bright in hope..in happiness..but deep down he's almost jealous..Being able to be found so easily..but He knows Ragnarok wasn't lost that long..So it was easy to find his way back..Crona on the other hand is in way too deep..even though he found his way, his body doesn't want him anymore..it's painful to be sane..
But now it's worth it.
"You got to be fucking shitting me!" That other boy growls and grips his fist, turning in the direction where Crona feels Ragnarok. "..Your better then I though witch. It's going to take more then tears to defeat me though.." That sick smirk comes to his face..but it falls when he notices Crona has forced himself back up..breathing heavily. "What are you-"
"I'm g-going to Ragnarok." Crona limps past this crazy boy..holding back his whimpers...trying to look as strong as possible. "He's still really weak..he could f-fade away. Y-You almost had me..y-you almost had me g-give into you..but no, i-i'm not. Ragnarok n-needs me..and I n-need him. Together, maybe I can s-stay sane.." Crona gets a far away look to his eyes..putting a hand over his heart. "..M-Maybe..maybe Maka-"
"Maka is a bitch, a witch, and a fucking trick." He shakes his head..a rage in those eyes but Crona keeps limping on..following his connection with Ragnarok. " Why are you even still concerned about her? She doesn't give two shits about you. You could die and she would just brush it off, and fuck someone. You are nothing but her toy, her little Crona stress doll that she squeezes the life out of it..to make herself feel better..she holds on to you when she's in need..but when your in need..what does she do? Tell me what she does for you..She saw the hurt in your eyes when she messed with Ragnarok..she knows how much it must have hurt you to fuck Kid..Yet what did she do? 'Oh i'm sorry.' and give you a pat on the back? Maka doesn't care for you at all. She needs to be destroyed. She needs to be killed. She needs to be silenced just like her mother." When Crona ignores him..the other boy's eyes light up in that rage..but he still has a mad smile on his face. "Maka is a whore! She's a fucking cunt! she's-"
"D-Don't talk a-about her like that!" Crona screams at him..He turns on his other side and glares darkly..even though it's weak. "I k-know she's made mistakes..I k-know she's hurt me but I won't let you talk about her like that. Y-Your not going to f-fucking talk about her like that! At l-least she says sorry..i-i've been hurt a lot, and no one h-has told me sorry but her. M-Maybe sorry is just a word, but it's m-more then i've ever gotten. Maka hurts me..b-but she told me she would!..i-it's my own fault anyway..s-she went to see K-Kid..because she wanted information.." Crona takes a deep breath. "..The i-information I w-was afraid of her getting..she b-betrayed me, but I b-betrayed her. I d-deserve everything I got.." He feels his eyes water but he blinks them away. "I love her..I-I love her so much it hurts..so w-when you hurt her..when y-you make her cry..it's hell. Her messing around with Kid was like a bee string compared to the pain of seeing..that hate in her eyes..hate for me..because of what you said about her mother..about what I s-said. Y-You have gotten her to hate me..y-you have hurt her for the last time..Y-you call her all these bad things but M-Maka is the one that truly gave me happiness..She l-lit up my life, gave me someting t-to look foward to, taught me things...She was the f-first one to hold me..to kiss me..to call me beautiful..So yeah, she h-hurts me..but she's worth it."
"That was in the past Crona. She did all those things for you when it was just you and her, when she wasn't a full witch..but then she got Ragnarok..and what happened?" Crona tenses up but this boy keeps going. "She pushed aside your feelings about it, decided to bring in another boy..the boy that was barely there for you in the asylum, and yet with Maka he was always there. She treated you well in the past..but as time went by..the more she would spend her attention on Ragnarok then you..and when she saw it was hurting you did she care? No, she didn't. Back in the past was a different time..She leaned on you then, but now she has Ragnarok. After all the shit you have done for her, She still fucks Kid and taunts you for it! You have forced your smile and bared through it but that's not me. I'll rip that bitch another ass hole I swear! i'll do it! I'll rip her to pieces and take her heart for my own..i'll enjoy her screams, oh how i'll enjoy them." This other boys smirks..wiping the black blood that started to drip from his nose.
"Y-Your sick!" Crona grips his fist and looks away from him..He continues to limp on. "Your n-not going to touch her! I t-told Maka I would f-fight for her and now that i'm here, i'll never l-let you get the best of me again! You'll never have y-your sick fantasies!-"
"They're your sick fantasies." The other boy chuckles darkly. "I'm just living them. Wouldn't you like to make out wth her bloody heart?-"
"Shut u-up." Crona grinds his teeth. "Your insane-"
"And so are you." This other boy chimes. "So just give in already! It's a party over here! Woop woop!" He fist pumps..laughing way too loud, throwing his head back.
Crona ignores him and takes a deep breath..he's almost there..he can feel Ragnarok..He can make it..everything is going to be fine..some how he's going to over come this boy..some how he's going to help Ragnarok..some how everything is going to be ok..some how..he hopes..he prays..he can get forgiveness from Maka-"
"Forgiveness from her?!" The boy stops laughing to scoff. "It's her who need forgiveness from you! Why do you even want her Crona? Did you forget she fucked Kid? That she has had Kid's dick in her-"
"Shut the fuck up!" Crona turns around..screaming at this boy..his eyes are starting to shake..but they're firm with rage..he's fuming. "Don't y-you think I know this? Why c-can't you just let it go?! J-Just let me forget about it! The whole thing was my damn f-fault anyway! I..i'm hurting her..and you know..since you know so much..who that l-letter was from. M-Maka wanted answers and she got them from Kid, it's a-as simple as that. So f-fuck off and forget about it! Maka was d-doing what she needed to do..and i-if I wasn't such a..failure, this would't have happened in the first place. Maka went to Kid to get information and that's a-all that happened."
"So what? Your just going to deny it happened now?" The other boy raises an eye brow..only for Crona to turn his back to him and start walking. The other boy sighs. "You can't just forget about what she's done. I know your fucking pissed just like I am-"
"I can just f-forget. I-i'm good at that." Crona's voice is firm. "Maka only got information and that was it...the thing with her and Kid is nothing but a bad dream and it will fade away soon."
"You lie to yourself to stay in tact." The other boy hums. "I know how close you are to cracking with me just talking about this thing with Kid..because it did hurt you..when I told you about it, when I showed you through my eyes what was going on..what did you do? You shut down..and I took the wheel. It hurt you so fucking much you faded to nothing but a shadow...don't tell me you can just forget about it because you can't."
"It was j-justified." Crona breathes out..it's getting harder to breathe. " Maka needed to find out about her mother. I-It was for information and nothing more."
"This is sad." The other boy shakes his head. "Come on..really? She didn't have to fuck the guy to get information. She's just a fucking whore-"
"Don't call her t-that!-"
"What? A whore? She is one. Anyone would agree with me. What, are you going to pretend she isn't one? Are you going to lie to yourself yet again about what this girl is? She can't last a day without fucking, hell I bet you right now she has her legs spread wide open and-" The boy suddenly stops following Crona..Those haunting eyes wide..something like a shadow pasting through them.
Crona doesn't realize the boy has stopped and he could care less. He's just glad he stopped talking about her..Maka doesn't deserve to be called those awful things..Not the girl he loves, even if she has made mistakes..Hell, Crona himself, is a mistake. If she can except him..he can deal with the pain, the hurt. He just can't deal with the hate in those beautiful emerald eyes..No, he can't...The fire in her eyes is Crona's own personal hell.
After a moment Crazy Crona blinks..his face is blank for only a moment..before those haunting eyes are consumed in rage..his teeth are grit. "You know I really hate being so right all the time." He grunts as he holds out his hand..Something appears in it..It's a odd creature..it's body is three vertical eyes..with dark legs coming out from around it..it looks like a bug. "Thank you my little pet. I love you so much. Who's cute?! Who's cute?!" He crackles before he closes his hand over it..squeezing till he hears the crunching sound of him crushing the thing. "Oh I love that sound!" He grins as he opens his hand..only for black goo to be in it..the boy's lips go in a tight line. "..So I say your cute, then you let it all go to your head huh? Just look at yourself! Your a mess!" He throws the crumbled up three eyes on the floor. "Get a job you lazy piece of shit and buy me jewelry!" He stomps down on the three eyes, laughing manically..till there is nothing left of them but a black stain on the floor. He blinks down at it..his laugher dying till he's just staring at the floor..he slowly brings his palm up with the black stuff on it..puts it by his lips..before taking a lick. "What was happening again?.." he blinks before a dark look comes over his eyes. "Ah..now I remember!" He taps his temple with his finger. "..because I remember everything.."
He fades away into the darkness..that mad smile too large for his face till frozen on his lips.
Crona doesn't notices as he grabs onto a wall to catch his breath..he's so close..he's so very close. He pants as he looks down the hall..just a couple of feet away from him is the library..He feels Ragnarok there..He needs to hurry..something must be happening to his friend..their bond is shaking slightly..this happens when Ragnarok is fighting, or struggling..What if Medusa is still there? Crona doesn't have the ability to see everything like that other boy seems to have..he's just a boy..but..but..
Even if he's just a boy..Just a pathetic boy..
He has to try to save his friend.
Crona takes a deep breath and takes a step closer to the doors to the library-
"Whoaaaa thereeee!" That other boy suddenly appears in front of Crona..his arms in front of him in a defensive way and a goofy smile on his face..but the rage can still be seen. "Who the hell likes to read? You don't want to go in that stupid old library! There's a bunch of better things to do like playing the hokey pokey, or jumping on a bed, or EATING FUCKING PANCAKES!" The boy roars this part..only to cough into his hand and blush like that actually embarrassed him. "Oh, ahem. Excuse me. I just get a little excited when it comes to PANCAKES MOTHER FUCKER!...yeah."
Crona can only blink at this boy before shaking his head. There's no time to think about what's wrong with this boy..what's wrong with himself Because there's so much. Crona brushes past this odd boy..only for him to get right back in front of him, blocking his way yet again.
"Okayy..so you don't want to do any of that stuff..good choice! They all suck ass! So what we should do..is play ring around the rosie! I love that song! That shit is my jam!" This other boy reaches out..to grab his arms but Crona backs away from him..before trying to go around him again..he doesn't have time for this! He has to get to Ragnarok! The chain is shaking even more, he must be fighting something really hard! He needs to get in there and help him-
"So.." This boy appears in front of Crona again..He's shifting with a pout on his face. "..I guess i'm just..not good enough to play ring around the roise with? Is that it? Is there someone else that plays it better then me?! Huh?! Is there-"
"Get o-out of my way!" Crona snarls, finally having enough. "I d-don't want to play a-anything with you! All I want to do is h-help Ragnarok! H-He needs me!-" Crona pushes the boy out of his way..marching over to the doors of the library..Only for that boy to appear once again in front of him..but this time he has a blank face..a serious face that gets Crona to pause.
"Ok..you got me. I haven't been completely honest with you. I really don't want to play ring around the rosies- Ok that's a lie. I do buttt you see i'm trying to protect you right now. Trust me when I say Ragnarok doesn't need any help. At all. He's fine, he's way more then fine-"
"B-Bull shit!"Crona snaps out of his fazed state and snarls..he grips his fist as he glares at this other boy. "Y-You just want him to fade away! Y-You just want me to g-go fucking crazy!-"
"Though those things are both true, i'm not lying to you. I wasn't lying when I said I loved you Crona. In this room is something you don't need to see, usually I would just take hold after something like this shit and go to get revenge..but since you have kicked me out this is a bit sticky. Forget about Ragnarok.." This boy holds out his hand..something in those haunting eyes that Crona doesn't understand. "Take my hand and let me consume you. I won't let you get hurt any longer..I won't let that bitch tear your heart apart..instead i'll rip hers apart..and you won't even know about it. Let me take you away from here."
"N-No!" Crona growls darkly. "See? Y-You just want Ragnarok to leave me! Y-You just want me to suffer-"
"You don't understand that i'm trying to save you from seeing-"
That's when Crona hears a scream..but it's not Ragnarok's scream..it's not low and dark..it's high pitched..feminine..
He hears Maka's scream.
Crona's eyes get wide..in horror. Maka..why is she in there- Oh god no..is Medusa hurting her too?! Is she..is she taking them both away from him?! Crona feels his chest tighten in panic when he hears Maka scream again..his teeth chatter..his eyes become dilated.. No..not Maka..no, not his love. No! No! NO!
Without a moment's hesitation he runs towards the door..pushing the protesting other boy out of his way-
"Your making a mistake!-" The other boy tries to stop him..but Crona runs in..ready to do something ,ready to be there for Maka, ready to protect her and Ragnarok, and somehow save the day when..
"Say my name." Crona stops mid run..anything he was about to say dies on his lips as his eyes take in..this sight before him. Maka is on the floor of this library..she isn't hurt, she isn't in pain..no. The girl he loves is on her back, naked, with another man on top of her..her face red and her chest puffing in her pleasure...looking at this other man with lustful eyes..those green orbs he adores light up at this man's voice..lights up in pleasure with every thrust that he gives her..those sweet moans filing Crona's ears..but there not for him..there for this other man. The other man he knows so much.
"Ragnarok!" The girl he loves screams out his only friends name..Her eyes wide..it's such a long scream..her body doing a jerk before it goes limp under the boy. Ragnarok makes a odd sound before he pulls out..pulls out of the girl he loves and spills his seed all over the floor. He lays limp against her..both of them panting, their faces red from their activity. Crona still can't move, can't speak as he watches Ragnarok kiss her..and he can see it..the love he knows too well in that kiss he's giving the girl he also loves..Ragnarok rolls to the side..Crona being able to see both their faces..being able to see how they look at each other..Ragnarok hugs Maka and gives her a peck on the same forehead that Crona himself has kissed.
"I felt it." His words are so airy..so full of emotion..before he goes limp in her arms..with a smile on his face.."Thank you." His words are sincere..before he goes limp, alseep in the arms of the girl he loves..
"Your welcome.." Maka speaks in that same airy tone..kissing this boy lovingly on the nose..before her eyes close..these two falling alseep in each others arms.
Crona can only stand there..looking at these two..he doesn't blink. He doesn't move. He can't. He cant' do anything.
"I warned you." That other boy appears next to him..looking at the Maka and Ragnarok with rage filling those haunting eyes..he's shaking he's so pissed off. "I told you but you didn't listen...oh, well..now you have to look what this girl does right in the face. You can't just pretend this didn't happen can you? Your pissed aren't you Crona? Let it all out..let me rip them to shreds..or hell, you could even do it if your that pissed! Let it all out Crona..it's okay, you see now they both deserve to rot in the pits of hell!" The other boy laughs madly before looking over at Crona..the other boy's lips are ripped in to that smile..his fingers twiching..the thorns growing longer..He's getting taller..there's nothing but fury in his eyes. He's waiting for Crona to explode, waiting for the madess to swallow him whole-
That's when Crona says something..that actually shocks this mad boy.
"..They look so..happy." Crona finally speaks..it's soft..not full of rage..as he stares at the two holding each other.
"What?" The other boy blinks..taken off guard at the fact Crona hasn't broke.
"..I-I've never seen..Ragnarok s-smile like that..he looks..s-so at peace..so happy.." Crona's voice is no more then a whisper as he stares at the other boy..the other boy that's holding the girl he loves. "..Did y-you see how green her eyes got..when h-he held her? D-Did you see how much pleasure she was in..because of Ragnarok?..Do you see the smile on her face?..They're both so..happy."
"Who gives a fuck!" That boy regains himself and growls..taking a step foreward. "Ragnarok just fucked your girl. After everything with Kid, after seeing your pain, she went and fucked him-"
"Ragnarok is ok." Crona cuts him off..he's still speaking so softly. "..M-Maka saved him..she helped him..she g-got to him when I couldn't. " Crona stares..sadly at Maka and Ragnarok's hands that are holding each other. "..T-They don't need me. Ragnarok doesn't need me..Maka doesn't need me..all they need is each other. They're happy t-together..Ragnarok can protect Maka..and he can be enough for her. He is the m-man I could never be." Crona takes a long look at Maka..looking at her face..that beautiful face he loves...with the soft smile on those pink, swollen lips..her expression is so peaceful..She looks so happy.. Crona closes his eyes..and turns his back on them. " He is the m-man that will bring her true happiness."
"What the fuck are you doing?" The other boy screeches when Crona took a step towards the library's exit. "Hello! The. Girl. You. Love. Just. Got. Fucked. Again. What the hell is wrong with you? Why are you just going to walk away from this! Why aren't you breaking?! Ragnarok has stolen the girl that gave you happiness! They need to be punished, they both need to be punished-"
"No." Crona pauses..and shakes his head. " Punish them for what? Being happy? No.." He takes a deep breath. "..I see now..i-i'm not needed anymore. Maka c-can take care of Ragnarok..and Ragnarok can take care of her..i-i'm only getting in the way, hurting her..it was obvious from the very beginning who she b-belonged to..The w-way she would look at Ragnarok..this connection she had with him..a understanding of him that I d-don't even have. T-They're perfect for each other..Ragnarok is the strong, firm man she needs..I can't d-do anything but hurt her, get in her way."
"She's yours! Remember?! She told you she was yours-"
" All I-I ever wanted was for h-her to be happy.." Crona puts a hand to his heart..he's being so quiet. "..and if she's happy with another man.." He walks out of the room..his bangs covering his eyes. "So b-be it."
"So be it?!" The boy roars walking after him..the black blood is boiling around him. "This is the girl you fucking love and your just giving up on her that easily? Your just going to except what she did and be ok with it?!"
"I'm not g-giving up..i'm l-letting her go..because I l-love her..i'm letting her go." Crona's voice cracks. "..She's not m-mine anymore. She's his."
"Your faling apart. You can't lie..i'll soon have control again, and I don't care what the fuck you say i'm killing this bitch for all she's done to you-"
"You'll n-never hurt her again..i'm going t-to make sure i'll never hurt her again..i'm going to r-release them of this burden..so they can be happy without worrying about me..R-Ragnarok deserves..to have her...And Maka deserves happiness."
"Oh yeah? Your not going to be able to hold out much longer! And I promise you, once I get control that bitch's heart is mine, i'm going to rip her insides out, Make her feel the pain she's put you thorugh!" This other boy is screaming..the balck blood boiling around Crona. "There's no use fighting me! You know who will win this battle!"
"..I-I'm doing something I should have d-done along time ago.." His voice is firm as he marches down this hallway..a new fire setting into his eyes. "..You can't c-control something that's already d-dead."..Crona reaches into his pants..before bring out a black, shinny..
Gun.
"..You wouldn't." Crazy Crona looks at the gun with wide eyes. "Shit..I forgot you grabbed that..you won't do it though." The boy smirks at him. "I know you Crona. Your too afraid of death..you won't take your life. You-"
"W-Watch me." Crona grips the gun in his hand..as he takes a step closer to a bathroom..Crazy Crona hears the tone of his voice..and his eyes get even wider.
"Your not going to-" Before he can say anything..
Crona is hit in the head with something..He feels something dark sliver through his skin..Crona pauses in his walking..his mouth open in a silent scream..and he feels a burning pain overcome him..his vision is blurry..and all he hears is voices in his ears..saying things that don't make sense..things that make him want to hide..He starts to giggle..He feels Crazy Crona getting closer..but he laughs all the more-
In the haze of this darkness..he sees those bright green eyes.
"N-No!" Crona screams in defiance..but the voices are still there, and they're getting louder. His neck is on fire as Crona runs into the bathroom and slams the door shut...hoping it will stop the other boy, stop the voices, stop this dark feeling he doesn't understand..he was doing so well..now he's falling apart. If he lets that other boy take control..Maka will die. He will kill her..and he doesn't want that..
He only wants her to be happy..and the only way to make sure she is..
Crona lets out another scream of agony..his body twisting a bit but he forces himself to walk till he's standing in front of a mirror..He sees his eyes flickering from his own, to the haunted dilated ones of that boy..He sees how his body is moving oddly..how his lips are twitching.
He doesn't have much time. That other boy is trying to force himself back in..Crona lets out another scream..as that flower tattoo on his neck gets bigger and bigger..Soon the petals are over his face..
Crona is changing. He doesn't have much time.
He bites his thumb..hard enough to pierce the skin..only whimpering at the pain as he watches his blood well up.. it's still red..but it's getting darker..soon it will be black and Crona will be gone.
"Your not going to do it." That boy appears behind him with a odd look on his face. "Your in agony..just let me take it away! Stop being foolish! This girl has taken everything from you and your just going to take that? Your just going to destroy yourself so she can be happy? How idiotic is that?! No, your bluffing. You won't do it."
Crona doesn't respond to him..he's sweating..those voices getting louder in his ears..but he's trying to think..
Don't people leave a note when they kill themselves?..explaining why they did it?..or writing something they wanted to say to love ones..?
Crona doesn't have time for that..but he has something to say. He places his bloody thumb on the window..and starts writing letters..the blood runs a little..and when he runs out he bites more into his thumb till the message is complete. It's only two words..two words and that's it.
He looks at his message in the mirror..still twisting...and now roaring in agony..what ever hit him..hit him good..and he's not stupid..he knows this feeling..he knows who's done this to him..He hates how gross he feels, hates everything about himself..he just hates, and hates and hates..but that doesn't matter now..seeing his message brings him back to the task at hand...
"I'm sorry." Is writen on the mirror..the blood running..it's only two words but those words explain everything..at least in his eyes. He's sorry that he failed Maka. He's sorry he couldn't be enough for her..couldn't keep her. He's sorry for all the awful things he said. He's sorry for wasting everyone's time. He's sorry for being a disappointment. He's sorry..oh god he's so sorry Maka..He couldn't keep his promise with always staying with her..but it's better this way. She will have Ragnarok..and Crona won't be able to hurt her anymore...he's still sorry though..He's sorry for everything..sorry for everthing that has happened to her..because it's his fault.
Crona is sorry.
The hand with the gun trembles as Crona lifts it up..placing the gun against his temple..his teeth are chattering..his body turning..trying to get him to give in to the madness..but he has to hold out..he has to..Crona puts his finger on the trigger..goes to push it down..
Only for him to hesitate.
"Ha! I knew you wouldn't do it! Stop playing around Crona and just give in..This spell is going to break some bones soon, it's twisting your body. Let me take you away..I will numb all your pain..don't fight for her anymore, fight for yourself."
Crona pants..still holding the trembling gun against his head..He's scared. After everything, he's scared. Life has always felt pointless for Crona..and if not for the fear of death..he would have killed himself a long time ago. Now it's time to choose. If he doesn't shoot himself..this boy is going to kill Maka..if he shoots himself..she'll be happy..so why is he hesitating? He's running out of time, he's running out of-
That's when he hears the door open.
Crona whips around..the gun to his head..his face falls as he screams in agony once again..as his eyes lock onto her green ones. Maka stares at him..she has no expression on her face..before she starts to look around the bathroom, a frown on her face..Crona lets out a breath he had been holding..It's like..she can't see him..
That's when her eyes light up and she walks over to the corner..Crona blinks..as he looks at himself..in the corner..hugging himself..offering a smile to the girl that just came in, his cheeks pink..his eyes bright with happiness..
Crona is no longer in the bathroom..he's back at the asylum, in his old room..scenes pasting by him..with him and Maka sitting in the corner..just talking, laughing..Them coloring in coloring books..her kissing him..her holding him..Crona watches as the boy in the corner giggles..it's full of happiness..full of adoration for this girl..his face looks like it's glowing..he looks like he's glowing when she touches him..
Crona watches all this..watches all these moments Maka was there..walking though the door to his room..with that sweet smile on her face..
His trembling dies down..and the gun steadies in his hand as he watches Crona and Maka laugh at something the pig tailed girl said..This scene seems so far away..so long ago..when Maka wasn't a patient..yet she visited him, gave him her attention..she was there for him..and she made him so happy. Made him feel like he was special..that he wasn't ugly..that maybe..just maybe, he was worth something.
Suddenly Maka stops laughing and looks over at him..she's smiling at him..her eyes so bright..and oh how he loves it..
He knows what has to be done.
This is it..he tightens his grip on the gun..his finger on the trigger..He becomes numb to the pain he's in as he stares into her eyes..into the eyes of the girl he loves..the girl he's about to leave..and never see again..the girl that made his life worth living..the girl that called him beautiful..who kissed his tears away..who wiggled her nose against his..the girl he held late at night..the girl with the soft smile..and those bright green eyes..
He's leaving her so she can be safe. So she can be happy. No one loves him anyway..so it's ok. He knows he won't be missed..and that's ok too. His mother will finally get to feed his body to her snakes like she's been talking about doing since he was four..Maka can be with Ragnarok...and together they can do anything..they can do everything without him.
A happy ending for everyone.
This Maka tilts her head at him..maybe she's confused..maybe she can see him..maybe, just maybe..
Crona gives her a sad smile..a single tear falling down his cheek as he takes her in one last time. "..G-Good bye Maka." He closes his eyes..that smile still on his face..
When the droplet of water falls off his face and hits the floor..
He pulls the trigger.
There's nothing but quiet. There's no sound. There's warmth..and something blowing lightly on her face.
Maka's eyes slowly open..her vision is a bit blurry at first, her having to blink to get it to focus. She tenses when she realizes she isn't in her room..but completely relaxes when she sees the boy that has his arms wrapped around her snuggly..Ragnarok..
She can't help but to smile and snuggle into him..letting out a sigh of relief as she feels his breath on her face..feeling his chest move up and down against her own..You don't know how relieved she is..you don't know how scared she was, thinking she lost this boy forever..thinking she lost this boy to the madness just like she lost Crona. Ragnarok is who she leans on, who Crona leans on..he's what's keeping their fucked up family together..She kisses the boy's cheek..and can't help but to chuckle when he grumbles in his sleep.
Everything is going to be ok.
Ragnarok has given her hope..because if she can bring Ragnarok back from the madness..what's stopping her from bring Crona back? Maybe..maybe she can reach Crona..pull the boy she cares about out of insanity's hold. Maybe she can save him just as she saved Ragnarok..
There's hope. Maka's heart is swelling just thinking about it..thinking about Crona smiling at her again..with that sweet smile and the blush on his face..
She misses him. She misses him so much.
Maka tightens her hold on Ragnarok..burying her head in his chest..She misses her family. The one she use to have...but she destroyed it. She destroyed it by her selfishness, destroyed it by her mistakes. If she wasn't such a dumb ass..things would be different..maybe Crona would be here with her right now, maybe he wouldn't be just a shadow..staring at her with that tear falling down his face..She wants to touch him, feel him, hold him..She wants to hold both these boys close..
Because they are her family. The only thing she has left. The only thing keeping her going, the only thing keeping her from just giving into that girl in the cage.
Maka feels a rage over take her..as she thinks about what Medusa did to Ragnarok..she almost made him fade away, She..she killed him in the most horrible way imaginable..then made him a slave.
She hates, hates, hates Medusa.
Maka will be the one to end her..She can't just stand back and let this bitch try to take her family..No..but like Ragnarok said she has to wait..she has to avenge her mother.
"I'll make her pay.." Maka speaks softly as she brushes Ragnarok's brown bangs out of his face..Crona as that little boy in a dress flashes through her mind..and she grips her fist. "I'll make her pay for everything."
Ragnarok doesn't respond. He's still out.
Maka can't help but to blush when his man hood rubs against her thigh when he shifted..It reminds her of what they did, of the pleasure he gave her, of his groans, and that hungry look in those eyes..But most of all she remembers the love she saw..She could feel it from him..
She just couldn't feel it for him.
Her blush falls and she frowns..Will she ever love? Probably not.
It would be a miracle if Maka could ever understand love.
She shakes her head, getting the thought out of her head as she yawns..After taking in where they are, laying on the floor of a library, butt naked, Maka decides to snap her fingers..Her dress comes back on her body, and the clothes Ragnarok was wearing come back on him.
Maybe it's just her being paranoid..but she feels like she's being watched..a dark feeling making the hairs on her arm stand up..It feels hard to breath all of a sudden..
Maka takes a cautionary look around..before she grips onto the still out Ragnarok and snaps her fingers..they both disappear..only to reappear back in their room. She uses her powers to gently place Ragnarok in the large red bed..and tucks him in. She smiles faintly when he gives a small hum of contentment..but she can't shake this feeling..
She should be happy right? She saved Ragnarok..he's ok..so why..why does she feel so..
Empty.
It feels like something just got ripped from her heart..like something a part of her was taken..but why does she feel like this? She saved Ragnarok..it's ok..right? Everything's fine..right? Maka paces around the room..even though she's tired she can bring herself to sit down, can't bring herself to rest..this feeling..it's empty..yet..
Why does she feel like crying?..Why does she feel like breaking down?..She saved Ragnarok..she didn't lose him..so why does she feel like she lost something?..Something really important?..Why does she feel like she's failed?..Why does she feel so..
Devastated.
"Well what do you know.." Maka hears a familiar voice behind her..causing her to whip around in alarm..That other girl is standing before her..but there's a hologram of a cage around her..She's smirking at Maka, her eyes bright with dark glee. "..The bastard finally did it."
"What-" Maka starts..only for Custos to appear right next to the caged girl, The evil girl glares at him..but Custos looks like he's about to cry..
"This is truly a tragedy." He puts a hand to his heart and closes his eyes..shaking his head in distraught. " That poor boy..He gave everything he had..only to be destroyed in the end...this is why I cried..why I feel like crying..to see something like this..to see what the curse of humanity has caused.." Those bright green eyes of this angel get watery. "..Oh my dear this is a tragedy.."
"Who are you talking about?" Maka frowns deeply..she feels her heart shattering and she doesn't know why..she doesn't know why that hole in her heart has gotten deeper.
"She doesn't even know who we're talking about!" That other girl crackles madly, slapping her knee. "You didn't care for him at all! Good! neither did I! I say good riddance! He was a bitch anyway-"
"Your horrible!" Custos glares at this girl. "I'm sure Maka is just upset right now..she's not thinking clearly. She would surly know that the boy is gone."
"..Who the fuck are you talking about?" Maka looks between them more franticly..getting both that girl and angel to look at her..They stare at her a moment..before looking at each other..a realization in Custos eyes gets the other girl to crack up and he bows his head.
"How do you not know he's gone?..don't you feel it?..Don't you care about the lost?.."
Maka frowns deeply..trying to feel what ever he's talking about..but she just feels.." I just feel..empty." Her words are soft..Custos eyes lighting up.
"Because..because you loved him?" The angel tilts his head..That other girl bust out laughing but Maka gives him a odd look.
"You still haven't told me who this 'him' is and I don't love anyone. I can't love. You should know that." Her voice is a bit cold but she can't help it..this angel should already know how a witch can't love, how she can't understand it.
Custos looks confused.."But-"
"I said what, what in the butt!" That other girl cuts him off..Custos looking over at her, only for her to give him a dark glare. "Don't even fill her with your nonsense. Just shut the fuck up and go cry somewhere like a bitch. Your not needed here-"
"I'm not going anywhere." Custos doesn't even blink. "I am her guardian. She has drunk my tear and I will protect life. You do not scare me death..nothing scares me anymore." He gets this far away look. "My fears have already come true."
"I'll show you true fear angel." The girl gets a sick smirk on her face. "I will surely be coming out of this cage soon..and all the world will feel my wrath, I wil destroy everything for what this world has done to me. I-"
"Custos." Maka interrupts the girl..getting a dark glare from her as she looks at this angel..that dark feeling has grown. "..Please tell me..what boy is gone?"
Those sad green eyes lock onto her own..He frowns deeply..he looks distraught again. "It's-"
"Maka..Maka.." She hears such a soft voice behind her..Custos and that girl disappearing when she blinks..Maka's heart feels like it almost stopped..is that..is that..? Maka turns around..her heart lifting..only for it to plummet to the ground..Her having to hold back her scream..
It's her mother, her beautiful mother, staring at her with those green eyes she adores so much..but she isn't alone..no..She's wrapped up in scarves..holding her body up..her face is crunch up in agony..burn marks all over her body..Maka's eyes dilate..they shake..a hand going over her mouth in horror..before she takes off running towards her mother..towards the woman, at one point she said she loved.
"Mom!" Maka screams..reaching out for her mother..only to be knocked back by scarves..her falling on her butt a couple of feet away from her mother.
"Not so hasty." Asura chuckles..as he appears next to Kami with that sick smirk. "You'll be with her soon enough..but as of right now.." Asura grabs her mother's face..smirking at the rage he sees in Maka's eyes. "She's mine. Don't worry..you'll be joining her soon..I just wanted you to see this, to see the path your about to take."
"Let her go you sick bastard!" Maka roars, getting up and running towards Asura, her power flowing..her eyes burning-
Asura appears right in front of her, grabbing her face..She feels a shock go through her body before she's shot back..hitting her back against the wall...knocking the breath right out of her.
"I think you forget who I am." He chuckles darkly..he snaps his fingers..Maka seeing the tattoo of the three eyes on the back of his hand before her mother disappears..his scarves come back to him, floating around him like they're in water..those blood red eyes are looking at the tears in the corner of her eyes with dark glee..his fingers twitching. "Come now..give in to me now Maka..I promise you your fate will be better then the one you are heading down now. You will be with your mother again..and you won't have to deal with the horrors to come." He holds out his hand to her..that sick smirk never leaving his face. "Take my hand-"
"Like hell if i'll take your fucking hand! Let her go!" Maka roars as she sends her power out..It comes out as a green ball of energy..but Asura just dodges it, the ball hitting the wall of her room..making a large hole, Maka being able to see a deep forest through the hole in her wall..
"Oh dear, what a mess." Asura chuckles as he appears right back in the same spot he was..whistling at the hole in the wall. "You should really work on your aim-"
"Shut the fuck up! I won't miss this time ass hole." She grinds her teeth as that book appears in front of her..Asura only smirks..taking a step forward..like he's ready to fight her..that's when his red eyes fall on something behind her and he stops..his face falling to a blank one.
"Ah..it's you.." Asura smirks..before fading away. "She's all yours. Make me proud."
"Where'd you go you mother fucker!" Maka screams..about to start breaking shit in her rage..when she hears a foot step behind her..it's odd sounding..like someone stepping in a puddle of water..
Maka feels..a deep, deep darkness..It's suffocating..and it's right behind her..fear strikes her as she feels breathing on the back of her neck..
She turns around slowly..her green eyes getting shaky..
As soon as her eyes fall on it..she's consumed in darkness..
Everything fades away.
Nothing.
There was just the clicking of the gun..and that was it. It falls from his limp fingers, making a clanking sound against the bathroom floor.
All is quiet. There's no more screams of agony, no more trashing and struggling..The bloody message on the mirror running to much till it's unreadable, just a splash of red blood on a mirror..
It's the last of Crona.
The boy turns his head to looks down at the gun blankly..He's still standing...There was no noise. No pain. He's still breathing, and there's no bullet through his head..
How is this possible you ask?
The gun was empty. He didn't think this through. There was no bullets in his weapon, they were all used in the fight with the spiders..
He stares blankly at the gun a moment longer..his arms hanging limply by his sides..his choppy pink hair in his face as he just stares, and stares, and stares. He doesn't blink. He doesn't move. His face is blank..he's unreadable. The boy slowly looks away from the gun..he keeps his arms limply at his slides, his back slumped as he takes his first step forward.
Right foot, left foot, right foot, left foot.
He's moving so..slowly..the door to the bathroom opens by itself..this boy only walks through, not paying any mind to it.
The boy knows where he's going. He knows what he's finally going to do.
As he walks out of the bathroom..and up the stairs..the boy's body gets straight, not slumped..his movements becoming more mechanical then slow..He gets taller..his fingers getting longer and sharper..he keeps steping forward..the more he walks , the more he changes. When he gets up the stairs..His blood starts to fall out of his mouth..it's a lot, staining the floor as he goes a long..it forms..covering the boy..but he keeps walking.
He's walking so slow..so very slow..not making a sound. He's stalking..he's hunting.
He faintly hears yelling..he hears her yelling..but why is she yelling? He hasn't even gotten to her yet..or maybe she isn't yelling, it's hard to tell what's real and what isn't. He follows the girl's shouts of anger..and frustration..Stopping right in front of a door..He doesn't touch it..it just opens, and like a silent ghost he walks in, with out making a sound.
"Ah..it's you.." That demon smirks..his brethren gives him a look with those dark red eyes. "She's all yours. Make me proud."
That's right. She is all his. He owns her. He owns her sweet blood. He owns her heart. He owns her soul. She is his, she said so herself.
Maka starts screaming something as he takes slow strides..creeping up behind her..he towers over her now..his hands twiching, ready to grab a hold of her..That's when his feet make a sound right when he makes it behind her..The boy watches intently as she shivers in fear..watches with anticipation as she slowly turns around..those green eyes locking onto his..
He lashes out, grabbing a hold of her, giving her one of his charming smiles before he..
Head butts her. He hears the satisfying crack of her skull as she groans..her body going limp in his gasps so he lets her go, letting her fall to the floor with a thump. "Ohh that sounded lke it hurt." This boy chuckles darkly as he wipes her blood from off his forehead..and licks it up. "But this is only the beginning..oh yes."
Maka doesn't respond..blood welling up from that hit..she's out for the count.
"Aw she's so cute when she's unconscious." He giggles as a black vine wraps around her ankle, the thorns piercing her flesh as it grips her. "Away we go! We have much to do, I have so many activities planned!" He starts to walk out of the room..dragging her body behind him. The boy stops..those haunting eyes falling over to the boy laying in the bed..He stares at the other male's peaceful expression. "Sweet dreams pal." This boy crackles as he drags Maka's body out of the room. "For when you wake up, you'll wake up to a nightmare."
Ragnarok only shifts..he doesn't get up. He stays asleep..he's stays obvious to what's going on.
Crona can't help but to twirl on his heel and giggle at nothing as he drags Maka's body down the stairs, not caring about The pain this will cause her..no, the thought of her pain only makes him laugh louder. He shouldn't call himself Crona. No, that boy is dead. The bullet wasn't in the gun..but it still killed him.
That bullet was his last resort, yet it failed. The bullet that didn't pierce his brain was the death of him..
So he doesn't know what to call himself but who cares about names anyway? Not when he has so many activities planned! He will avenge Crona. He will destroy everything and watch as the mandess consumes everything..but first..
He'll destroy the girl that caused all of this.
He drags the girl all the way down the stairs, her body getting bruised up, her ankle bleeding from his thorns but he doesn't stop there. He keeps pulling her through the mansion, dragging her like how a panther drags it's prey up to a tree to feast.
She's nothing but a meal.
The boy's mad smile never leaves his face..Oh, he knows just the place to take her..a place where it will just be her and him..a place where no one will be able to hear her scream..Oh, how he has so many activities planned!
He crackles..and it's inhuman..those eyes are nothing but haunted.
Crona is gone.
The monster has risen.
Maka groans as her eyes slowly open..
She's in darkness. She can't see anything.
Maka frowns..not understanding the throbbing of her head..she's slightly confused, and she tries to touch her eyes to make sure they're open..when she realizes she can't move her hands..and they hurt, it feels like something is stabbing into her wrist. She tries to struggle only to yelp as what ever it is diggs deeper into her..
Where the hell is she?..what the fuck happened?..why is she here?..why is she-
"Oh goodie! your awake!" A voice chimes before a light comes on..Crona stands before her- No..no this isn't Crona...she trembles as he takes in those haunting eyes..takes in that mad smile..those long fingers..his taller body..Takes in the crack in his face..takes in the dark clown make up on one half of his face..He tilts his head at her in amusment. " How is my sleeping beauty doing? You look pretty tied up at the moment!" He crackles at his joke..
Maka's eyes get wide as she looks up at her hands..They're held abover her, bond together by a black vine..thorns piercing her skin, getting some blood to drip down on her cheek..She's hanging..like a animal on a meat hook..and now that she ses what's holding her up, it hurts like hell..she's only a couple feet off the ground..her back against a cold wall..
That's when she realizes that she's naked, bare, exposed, hanging from this vine..She's cold and she shivers...a deep fear making her teeth chatter as she looks over at the boy who is smirking at her.."..Why..w-why am I naked? Why did you-"
"I thought this suits your better. I know how much you like to get naked and such! your such a open girl aren't you? Your pretty open with your legs!" He takes in her body with rage filled eyes..but there's a hunger, and it's animalistic. "You don't know how long I've waited for this! You don't even know how many times I fantasied about this moment right now! i'm going to make this perfect..make you suffer and taste your blood, The blood of the girl that has destroyed the boy. I will enjoy your screams as I rip your still beating heart from your chest..and take it for my own. " He crackles..black blood running down his nose as he takes a odd step towards her..that mad smile growing.
"Crona.." Maka breaths out..wincing at the pain in her head as she stares at this boy. "..I-"
"Don't call me that!" He sceeches, the vines binding her hands getting painfully tight, Maka crying out a bit. "Don't even speak his name you bitch!" He makes strides over to her..before he's right in front of her...still towering over her..he takes a deep breath..and pulls back his hand. She thinks he's going to strike her so she flinches..instead of hitting her..he touches her bare stomach with those claw like hands..instead of yelling at her he lets out a long breath on her face..before he gives her a blank look. "So..this is the body you used to destroy him.." He cuts into her stomach, it hurts..he's digging deeper-
"Get off!" Maka kicks out, kicking the boy in the chest..he doesn't move back. He doesn't blink..but he takes that claw hand away from her stomach..a smirk on his face as he watches her blood drip.
"I'll never get off. It seems you forgot who you belong to..here, i'll give her a reminder." He licks the blood off of her stomach..sticking his tongue into the cut and lapping deep into it..getting her to grind her teeth biting back a whimper of pain and a moan of arrousal..Something is stirring inside her.
"C-Crona please." She pants out when he pulls away..licking his lips of her blood. ".. I want..I want to make everything better. I don't want to fight you..I don't want this. I know what I did with Kid was a mistake and i'm sorry..but I miss you Crona..I..I know i've hurt you..and i'm sorry-"
"Oh, your going to be sorry." He growls when the wound on her stomach heals up from her using her powers. "I don't know why your speaking to Crona.." He leans in..his lips right by her ear. "When he isn't here anymore. He's dead. He's gone-"
"Your lying!" Maka thrashes in her confinement..ignoring the pain as she kicks him away..but she can't ignore the pain her chest at his words. "I know he's still here!...I felt him back at the cave..is saw him! He may be just a shadow but he's there and i'm going to pull him back out! He-"
"Crona saw what you did with Ragnarok. He saw you get fucked yet again by another boy." He states bluntly..Maka's face completely falling . "It's sad really..He fought so hard just to mke it to Ragnarok..because he was in trouble..only to get there, and see that..He felt betrayed from Ragnarok..and even more hurt because of you..you broke him." This boy is trembling in his rage. "He took a gun to his head, if that gun hadn't been empty He would have killed himself. His body lives on..I live on..but Crona is gone. You truly have killed him."
Maka stares at him in horror..Her eyes wide..trying to wrap her head around everything he just said..Crona seeing that..Crona putting a gun to his head..trying to kill himself..the boy with the quiet smile..trying to silence himself..leave her..because of what she's done..no..say it isn't so..
"T-There has to be some part of Crona left!" Maka's eyes get wide with a hope. "The shadow! Crona-"
"Look down..look where my shadown would be."
Maka gulps..she doesn't want to look..but she does..and even though this boy is in the light..He has no shadow..
Crona is gone.
"He's gone, he's gone!" This boy crackles as Maka's eyes shake..a deep, deep pain in her heart. " You killed him, you killed him!"
She..She killed him..oh god..Crona..Crona got to the point that he took a gun to his head..now he's gone..and she wasn't there..
Maka saved one, only to lose the other.
She now knows what that thing was that was missing..the thing that was taken from her..It was Crona. She lost Crona.
"Aw don't cry." This boy smirks as she bows her head..her body going limp as those silent tears fall down..She gained hope only to lose it completely. Crona's smile and giggle fades away to nothing but quiet..fades away..He's gone. "You'll join him soon enough but first i'm going to make you suffer. Suffer for what you've done to him." He places his knife like finger against the outside of her thigh. "This is for playing with his heart." He carves into her it..so deep he's almost to the bone. Her blood is falling down her leg..and it hurts like hell..but she doesn't move..doesn't do anything.
She lost Crona. She lost the cute little boy that held her together..the boy that pouted instead of glared..The boy that clinged to her..looked at her with adoration..
"This is for all the tears he's shed because of you." The boy carves again into her..it's so deep..it's so painful..her flesh like paper to his sharp fingers.
But she lost Crona..She lost him..Maka pictures..that boy with the gun to his head..the one she saw in the picture..and her tears fall more..
She could have prevented this. She could have done more for Crona..she could have been more considerate of his feelings..
But now it's too late.
"This is for all the fucking lies." This boy carves into her thigh yet again..She's getting light headed..but she doesn't heal herself, she can't think of anything right now..except for Crona..
How..how did things end up this way? She knew..oh, how she knew this boy would be the death of her..but how..after she has just saved Ragnarok..how could she have lost Crona in the process?
Maka promised Crona she wouldn't lie to him..but all she's done is lie..try to hide her sins from him..but Crona always knew..he always knew..
"This is for not loving him!" He carves again..Her blood making a red pool by his feet.
Maka didn't love him. Crona wanted love so much, she could see it in those pale blue eyes..yet she couldn't love him. She's tried to understand it..she's done all she can..asked around..experimented..but they all failed. Maka can't love..she'll never love..she couldn't give it to Crona..no matter how much she wanted to share the feeling.
"This is for fucking killing him!" The boy roars as he carves so deep it touches the bone..it scraps the bone..flash giving way, muscle giving way..
Mak killed him. Crona is gone..he's gone..
The boy takes a step back to admire his work..he watches as the blood drips fron her thigh, making a red puddle under her feet. "It's beautiful.." He sighs in contentment..as Maka glances down at her thigh..looking at the word carved into it..
"Crona."
The boy's name she lost is carved into her..it hurts her, just as it hurts her he's gone. She doens't even move..doesn't do anything..
Crona is gone. It's over..it's completely over.. Crona was the one to hold her up, the one that brought her back to life when her mother died, the one that played along with her ridiclousness, the one that would always look at her with concern, the one that held on to every word she said, like anything she would say is important, the one that never laughed at her fears, the one that would always try to understand..the one that brought her out of madness..if not for him this girl inside her wouldn't even be in a cage..by hurting him she was able to be awaken back up inside..He's kept her going this whole time..
She cant' go on without him.
"You told him you were his.." The boy's voice is odd as he takes a step forward..he puts his claw like hand against her chest..right above where her heart is. "Yet you gave yourself to other men..he watched as you were touched and fondled by others..He gave you his heart, he gave everything to you. He wanted to kill himself just so you would be happy. He loved you...but you wouldn't give him your heart." His voice gets dark as he pulls back his hand..ready to stab her. "..So i'm taking it. I'll get the heart he wanted more then anything in the world."
Maka doesn't move..Doesn't even try to stop him..He's going to kill her..but maybe tha'ts ok-
"What are you doing?!" that girl screeches. "Did you forget about your mother? Are you just going to let this ass hole kill you?! He isn't Crona, use your fucking powers and get him away from you!"
She can't. She really can't.
"Remember your mother gave up everything just so you could live! Are you really going to let all that be in vain? You dying here, naked, some crazy boy ripping out your heart?! Get a grip over yourself!" She hears the panic in her voice as he shoots his hand forward..ready to stab her, stab her heart. "Think of your mother! Let me out! Let me out or everything we've work for is for nothing!"
"I'm..c-crona." "Crona..well see now we know each other."
"W-well..I-I think your really nice Maka."
"N-No one has ever wanted to see me."
"D-Do you think i'm going to hurt you?"
"S-Sometimes I think your not real Maka. I-I mean how could you be?"
"Do you ever think of me when I leave?" "A-All the time."
"W-What was that..? t-that you just did?" "That was a kiss."
"I-I love you Maka." "..."
All these moments with Crona go through her head..her hearing his soft voice..seeing his smile..his giggle..
Maka cloeses her eyes.
She can't go on..She can't..no..
She lost him.
"Die!" This boy screams..his claws so close to piercing her-
Only for him to stop..right before the shrap objects touch her..he blinks..before he's sent flying away from her. The boy does a flip in the air and lands on his feet..this place shaking from his weight..He watches with his eye brow raised as his thorns are forced off of her..she falls to the ground, landing on her feet..Her dress comes back on, clothing her..Maka's head is still bowed, covering her face as her wounds stop bleeding.
This boy tilts his head..his eyes lighting in realization as Maka looks up..
Haunted blue eyes meet dilated green..Mad smirk, meets mad grin..
Maka stands before him..her fingers twitching..her smile too big for her face..and once these two dark beings lock eyes..
Their smiles get even larger..a wind blowing against them from no where..the air is thick with darkness..thick with madness...think with tension at this show down.
Dark energy surrounds her..her hands lighting up as she looks at this grinning boy..who's vines are gathering around him..black blood dripping..She purses her lips..
"I'm free. Finally free."
Mankind is doomed.
Yeah..you guys probably weren't expecting this chapter to go how it went. This was more sad then action but hell, i'll tell you i'm making up for it next chapter.
Now remember I promised you guys a crazy Crona x Maka? Well it's happening but it's not going to be sweat. It's going to be crazy, sick, and dangerous. Next chapter we finally get to have Crazy Maka, fight Crazy Crona..people should vote, considering what you've seen both these too insane people fight before, who do you think we will win between them?
I want to give a special thanks to akirerosales! She has drawn two more amazing pieces of art work for this story! i'm really happy she chose to draw a picture with the breaking benjmin song, the the second season poster is awesome! I loved how she made the three all touching each other...so yeah you guys should check it up! Just look up akirerosales on deviant art. Thanks again girl, your support, along with everyone else, has kept me keeping this story strong. So thanks again girl!:)
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Till next time!
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