A/N: so I was working on this chapter, trust me I really was, but then I read back and decided that I would scrap the idea I had because it wouldn't lead the story to the direction I wanted, so now we're back to Maka. ^_^
"Follow me to the training room." Nero said in his usual monotone voice as he walked down the hallway after giving Maka a glass of water which she greedily drank.
Maka set the cup down in the sink and followed Nero down the hall and into the training room, only to be thrown against a wall.
Her breath was knocked out of her, her feet dangling in the air as she looked down at black eyes. "What the hell was that for?" Maka managed to say as she took in deep breaths.
Nero let go of her shoulders, letting her fall to the ground. "You need to expect the unexpected. Always be on guard no matter how tired you are." Nero told her as he turned his back to here.
Maka heard a distinct rattling but paid no attention to it as she got up. She was dusting herself off when she felt something cold and metallic wrap around her wrists. Looking down, her eyes widened when she was pulled into the air, the sound of chains rattling filling the room.
Maka kicked and thrashed.
"You're weak." Nero growled at her.
'This isn't the way to teach your students Nero. I've told you time, and time again that you shouldn't do this! She's in pain! Let her go!' the voice of his weapon yelled at him.
"No. She needs to learn." Nero growled under his breath as his hand grabbed the whip that was hanging loosely on his hip. "You're lucky Maka. Pops told me not to leave scars on you… but I know ways of making sure you still feel pain without being scared." Nero said clutching the whip in both hands, his cold, black eyes turning into a deep white as he concentrated on the whip. A few seconds passed and the whip was lit with black flames.
Maka's breathing hitched as she looked away, preparing herself for the pain. "Do not flinch when you feel pain. It's a sign of weakness." Nero growled at her as he lifted his whip and let it drop on Maka's side, a loud smack echoing through the room and then a screech of agony filled the air. Maka's eyes shut tightly.
Nero watched as the black flames licked Maka's skin with every hit, leaving no mark, but he knew the agony it caused.
The scream reached Carlo's ears, his eyes opening. "Maka." He muttered as he tried to sit up on the bed, his body screaming in protest, but Carlo was determined.
He pushed himself to stand up, only to fall over, his legs giving underneath him. He landed on his back. Grunting in pain, he rolled over and started to drag his body out of the bedroom as yet another agony filled scream hit his ears.
Taking in deep breaths he stretched his arms in front of him to pull himself closer in the direction of the screams. A few minutes passed and he finally reached the training room. Grunting, his grabbed onto the doorway and pulled himself off, wiping off the sweat from his forehead, a growl emitting from him as he leaned against the doorway.
"Let go of her." Carlo managed to say as black and white dots began to cloud his vision.
Panting, he tried to blink away the spots, trying to concentrate on Nero, but the pain that rushed throughout his whole body made that hard.
Nero looked back at him, a smirk on his face as his eyes went from white to black, the flames on the whip disappearing. "Yet another thing I've taught you, and you don't listen." Nero told him as the chains let Maka's quivering body drop to the floor, gasping for breaths, tears in her eyes as she curled into herself, whimpering.
"Don't be the hero." Nero growled as his mind wandered back to when he was younger, the foolish mistake of trying to save his mother.
'Nero, unleash your fury on him.' A voice whispered in his ear.
Nero's grip on the whip tightened. "I thought you were gone." He growled under his breath.
'You managed to hide me well… but I'll always be here." The demon said with a smirk.
Nero's grip on reality was starting to weaken, and with a blink of an eye, he was standing in front of his mother, whip in hand.
"What is going on Nero?" his weapon exclaimed.
His mother's, once loving blue eyes were now wide with fear, her horrible cough getting the best of her as she tried to tell her son not to hit her.
Nero had tears in his eyes as he beat his mother to death, having no control of his body, nor his weapon having control of theirs.
"It is part of the deal… you never said how I could help her… so I chose to use you." the demon controlling his body chuckled as he stood in the sidelines, watching Nero with a sick twisted smile.
A scream of terror filled Nero's thoughts. Blinking he saw what was happening while he wasn't in control.
Carlo was dangling in the air, one of the chains wrapped around his neck, his face turning a light shade of purple as his hands scratched at the metal. Maka who was still quivering from the pain was pounding on Nero's chest, telling him to let her weapon go, tears streaming down her cheeks.
Nero blinked in surprise… it has been a while since he had a black out.
The sound of chains rattled and Carlo fell to the ground, gasping for air, clutching at his chest, tears burning his eyes.
Maka crawled over to him and hugged him to her, sobbing. "You idiot!" she growled at him through sobs.
Nero decided to get out of there before he blacked out again, his teeth ground together as he slammed the door of his room shut. "I thought I had gotten rid of you… but it's obvious that I'll be stuck with you until I pass away."
"You won't pass away Nero… Thanks to me… you're immortal." The demon said as he let out a demonic chuckle that filled Nero's mind.
Nero stopped breathing. "What?" he mumbled.
"No matter how you die… you'll always come back to life. Haven't you noticed that you stopped ageing a while ago? Haven't you noticed that you haven't bled out every time you slash your skin? You idiot! You really thought you were going to die!" the demon said chuckling.
Nero fell back onto his bed, blinking away the surprise. "But… I want to die, I want to leave." He whispered.
"Tough luck. You can't." the demon said, drinking in Nero's pain.