Soul looked about the room, completely ignoring the demon. He eyes darted from one changed entity to another, often times smirking at the change.

"So this is my new home" Though his voice carried a new deepened menacing hiss-like tone, Soul didn't even bother to acknowledge the change.

"Yes b-" Before the Demon could finish Soul glared at him his red eyes flashing.

"You will no longer address me as boy understand demon?"

The Demon simply chuckled to himself. "Understood bo-I mean Master Evens"

Soul nodded his approval at the name and continued his look around the room. His eyes looked upon the redden piano. He looked back at the demon who was standing up straight again, and raised an eyebrow. The demon simply stared back a small grin plastered to his face. When Soul motioned to his piano the demon still stood there. Rolling his eyes, Soul made is way to the piano feeling his way on its surface as he always did. He sat on the bench surprised to find the cover already lifted and gently rubbed his fingers across the keys. He gently pressed down the keys in order from high to low and listened to their sound. His eyes widened a bit as the sound came to his ears, sharper and more crisp than ever before. The higher keys sounded like the high tweets of early rising birds while the deeper keys sounded of the deep bellow of smothered thunder.

While Soul became fixated in the piano, the demon turned away from him and stared at the dark dimly lit walls around the room where the curtains hid them. He tilted his head thinking for a moment then suddenly lifted his hand. He snapped his fingers, the light bulb in his head going off. He slowly turned back to Soul a devilish smirk on his face.

"Oh Master Evens, I have a question for you"

Maka let Wes lay. His soul which had been cuddled in arm, she now stared at with sad eyes.

Maka's thoughts: What do I do with it? I can't eat it since it's a "human" soul. Could I leave here? Maybe…I don't know. Dammit Soul! What is wrong with you?! He was your own brother and you just killed him without a care and then up and left! Soul I swear when I get my hands on you I'm goi-

Maka's eyes widened, her body becoming completely still.

Maka's thoughts: what was that? I just felt a soul. It's really dark and…massive! It's not as big as Professor Stein's or Black*Star's so they're not that strong. Whoever this soul belongs to is close.

Maka looked at the soul one last time before letting it float carelessly above Wes's cold body. She stood, turning around. At first she didn't recognize the figure in front of her. Its clothes, a dark black opened button up shirt with the collar down against its shoulder; a white shirt with Lord Death's mask messily outlined in red on the side peeked out from the collared shirt; plain reddish jeans and dark shoes. Around the figure, Maka sensed darkness. She could almost see wisps of darkness aimlessly surrounding the figure. It took a moment for Maka to notice the spikey white hair and red eyes that instantly told her it was Soul who was the strange figure. Maka breathed a sigh of relief.

"There you are Soul" she began walking towards him, "I was beginning to wonder if you would come back"

With his movements so quick, Maka never saw him coming and cover her mouth a pale finger to his lips. His eyes, she noticed, were dark around the edges and his irises were in cat-like slits.

"Shhh you talk too much when you lie." Soul's lips stretched in a drunken sharp toothed grin and stared into Maka's green eyes. Maka recoiled from the intensity of his gaze but he didn't back down, just giggled to her reaction. A short moment later he loosened his hold on Maka's mouth until finally pulling away completely while also pulling away the finger from his lips and put both hands behind his back.

For a moment Maka was too shocked to speak but she quickly regained herself letting her irritancy at Soul bring forth what she was saying earlier. With hands on her hips Maka narrowed her eyes at Soul like a mother about to lecture a child.

"Can you explain what that was all about?" Soul just smiled his drunken grin and tilted his head. "Don't you hear me talking to you? I asked why you just decided to kill your brother and walk away like nothing happened."

Soul lifted a hand a waved away Maka's question. "He's dead so why worry why I killed him. He was an obstacle in my way and I did as I always do with obstacles" a dark shadow cast itself over Soul's eyes, "I destroy them"

The dark glare with that drunken grin made a cold shiver run down Maka's spine causing her to shiver. She ignored the goose bumps that grew on her arms and asked, "What do mean destroy them?"

"Exactly what sounds like" Soul answered the dark shadow lifting from his eyes returning him to his "normal" state. "I'd be happy to explain because it seems you still don't understand"

Maka placed her hands at her sides and gave a curt nod.

Soul clapped his hands together, truly ecstatic. "Wondrous! Though it'd be better if we do this in the privacy of my own mind"

Before Maka even had a chance to respond, Soul rushed at her. He grinned in her face then knocked her out with a hard hit to a pressure point on in a small space between her collarbone and neck. While Maka lay unconsciously in Soul's arms, Soul looked across her body. A small smile crept to his lips as his eyes landed back on Maka's face.

"Shall I have fun with her or just have fun doing it to her" Soul asked himself silently. He chucked as he bent down to Maka. "I think I will just have doing it to her" He licked his lips then let a bit of his tongue hang from his lips.