Hello all my lovely followers and fellow soul eater fans! I finally have what you all've been waiting for and i hope you enjoy. Oh and can you tell me what you think about Wes in your comments, im really curious to know what you guys think.

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"So that is the fabled black blood of Soul "Eater" Evans". Wes grinned like a small child at a circus who's just gone to the circus weirdoes. Maka on the other hand stared in horror. She couldn't move, she couldn't breathe. There was only a constant thought going through her head, "what have I done"

Inside the Black Room, Soul took a deep breath and then slammed onto the keys of the piano. A sound that could only be described as the beginning of a dark echo spread through the room. The demon jumped surprised, his eyes wide. He wasn't that way for long as his impatient giddy smile returned.

Maka didn't need for the soul link to be activated for her to hear the beginning of Soul's song. Her soul jumped with fear and surprise. Never before had she heard him begin a song so dark.

Maka's thoughts: oh god Soul, what are you doing

The physical body of Soul grinned wider, "The fun begins"

Rushing at Wes with great speed, Soul sliced at Wes's side. Blood spurted from the cut as Wes crumpled to the ground. He hissed in pain holding his side but instead of anger on his face, there was still a grin of amusement. He chuckled painfully, then growled as he went after Soul in his partial weapon form. Swinging with all his might, Wes aimed a blow at Soul's neck.

It connected.

Dark blood shot from the fatal wound as Wes removed his blade from Soul's neck. Soul froze, his body rigid as his eyes began dull like a dead man. Wes stood surprised for a moment. After all he heard from Maka, he expected Soul to put up more of a fight than what he just experienced. He grinned chuckling once and as the seconds went by his laughter grew louder and more insane than ever. Before long the only thing that could be heard was Wes's mad laughter.

His arm became normal once again as his laughter died down to a snickering giggle. "And I thought you would put a bigger fight". Wes put one hand on Soul's shoulder. "After all that talk from Maka about how dangerous you could become, this was all I could get from you, hahaha. It's sad actually but who am I kidding, you've always been pathetic. A coward who couldn't handle the real life of a musician so you ran away to this school where you thought you could feel special."

Inside the Black Room Soul listened silently. He had his hands placed over the keys to begin the song but stopped once his brother's maniacal laughter began. He figured he'd let the bastard think he won and then surprise him when "he" came back to life with a deadlier attack and his blood turned into a weapons under his command. But instead he heard his brother speak.

Destroy him, destroy that boy Wes. He can't understand your true power. See how he mocks you. The only family you thought actually cared for you, see how he calls you pathetic and a coward. He not only takes the only woman you ever loved truly but then harms her and then mocks you.

Soul's hand twitched as the demon spoke

Soul's hand twitched as Wes spoke. Because Wes didn't see it, he continued his speech.

"In the end it turns out you're nothing special at all. You thought you were the only scythe in that school. The coolest guy around; A man who could get any girl he wished; Powerful and strong, a hero among your friends when you saved Maka's life and destroyed Arachne the witch, a great death scythe. But let me tell you the truth, you're absolutely nothing. You act "cool" so people don't see how much of a true weak, pathetic, coward you are.

Soul's hand tensed. He uncurled his fist now realizing he had balled them up and had sat up. Leaning back over, Soul didn't grin nor did he take a deep breath; he simply placed his fingers over the keys and began to play.

Maka watched Wes insult Soul with growing anger. She had forgotten that Black Blood stops bleeding and becomes a weapon for the user so when she saw Wes slice Soul's neck, her body went numb with shock and the immense sadness that followed right there after. Then she heard Wes's laughter, and then his little speech. The more he said, the more feeling came back into Maka's limbs as her body became heated with anger. She had actually begun to walk over to them when she heard the sound of Soul's piano.

The sound was soft at first. A quiet emotionless melody that just played through her soul. Then the sound began to rise. A constant deep ting began to appear as the song played, like the pulse of a person's heart. It vibrated through Maka's soul causing her to stop. It was like each deep ting of the song's heart beat pulsed through her own heart, taking control of her.

"A coward…"

Wes stopped grinning like a fool and took his hand slowly off of Soul. "You're still alive?" That's when he finally noticed the cut that should be in Soul's neck was no longer there. There wasn't even a trace of blood where is should've spilled out of the fatal blow. "How the hell…?" He looked up and noticed the droplets of blood as they hung in the air. "What the-"

"A coward…" Soul's entire left arm grew as a bright bluish light engulfed it leaving a red and black scythe blade in its wake.

Wes backed away slowly and then looked to Maka. She didn't see him, in fact she didn't see anything only heard the sound of Soul's song.

There was another heartbeat and then the song changed. An emotion that no one could mistake as anything other than anger flowed into the music. It was slow and quiet. The physical body of Soul, slowly closed his eyes.

The volume increased quickly and smoothly

Soul opened his eyes

"Bloody needle"

The speed increased as the volume did. The sound became angrier and angrier, the heartbeat deeper and quicker.

The droplets instantaneously changed into deadly, sharp needles with each note. There was a single deep heartbeat and then they all fell with Soul's notes.

Wes watched with terrified horror while Soul's madden grin returned.

"Feel a coward's power"