AN: I'm SO sorry i haven't posted anything in a while, i've been so busy lately!
CH 8:
Maka sat next to Soul on a plush couch in the large library, she was reading quietly while Soul fidgeted beside her. She'd glance over at him everytime he shifted till it started to irritate her. "Why do you keep fidgeting?" She asked.
Soul looked at her. "It's this room." he mumbled. "It feels...wrong, the library is one of the rooms I don't go in." Maka closed her book. "Why don't you go in them?" "Horrible things happened in those rooms." He said softly, fidgeting again. "But this room feels the worst." Mumbled the albino ghost.
Maka got up suddenly. "You must have died in this room." She said. "Now that you mention it, there is a dark aura to this room." She said, walking around then stopping in front of a bookshelf and pulling out a leather bound book to look at it.
"Wesley Evans." Maka mumbled. Soul was suddenly beside her. "what did you say?" he asked quickly. She blinked and help up the book. "Wesley Evans." she said again then opened the book. "It's a journal." She said.
"Wes..." Soul mumbled. Maka looked at him. "Did you know him?" Soul nodded. "He...he was my older brother. Maka nodded slightly. "There's a lot of energy coming from this book." She said. "Maybe this will help us find out what happened to you."
Soul looked at her. "what do you mean?" The pigtailed women flipped through the pages. "Your brothers journal might help us figure out how you died." She said and went back to the couch and sat sat beside her and fidgeted. Maka sighed and closed the journal. "Soul, show me the rooms you won't go in." The ghost made a face but sighed and got up. "Alright." Maka smiled and got up, holding the journal to her chest.
He lead her to the first room and pointed. Maka blinked and opened the door, walking inside. The room was small with a simple bed and a dresser with a small book shelf beside it. "I think this was a guard's room." Soul mumbled from outside the room.
Maka turned to look at him. "Get in here, Soul." She said. Soul hesitated then walked in. She looked around the room. "There's a dark aura here too, not as bad as the library but something did happen here."
Soul nodded. "One of the other rooms is a guards room as well." He said softly. Maka nodded. "Please show me the other rooms, Soul." She said. Soul nodded and lead her out of the small room.
He lead her to a room not far from the other room that was almost exactly the same. The only difference was the furniture in different spots. "The auras the same here too." She said, looking around the small room then looking at Soul who had an uncomfortable look.
"Come on, show me the last room." Maka said. Soul nodded and quickly left the room, Maka following. Soul walked down the hallway and stopped infront of a picture. Maka looked at the painting and blinked. "I take it this is your brother?" Maka asked.
The man in the painting looked a bit like Soul. Wes's hair was platinum blonde while Soul's was stark white, Wes's eyes where a mahogany color while Soul's where blood red. Soul looked up at the painting. "Wes..." He mumbled then grabbed Maka's hand and pulled her to the door beside the painting.
"The last room belonged to Wes." Soul mumbled softly. Maka nodded slightly and opened the door, gently pulling Soul inside as she walked in. "The dark aura in this room is... it's almost as bad as the library..." She mumbled.
The room was large, a large canopy bed was in the center of the back wall, mahogany furniture was around the room, a dresser, a table with a few plush chairs, a night stand, and a desk.
"It's a beautiful room, but it's so..." Maka mumbled. "Dark." Soul said. "Something horrible happened here." He mumbled. She nodded. "Something very dark."