Chapter 1:

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She watched as the Demon tossed him through the air, and over the side of the cliff. She felt herself running towards it before she could take a breath. She stopped running once she is directly in front of where the cliff takes its fall. Everything had changed so quickly, in a blink of an eye everyone…was gone. She peeked over the cliff searching; for movement, for…anything. But there was nothing, only the sound of thunder in the distance, and rain hitting the ground in puddles.

She felt footsteps come closer, but she couldn’t take her eyes away from the cliff. He has to be down there…he has to. Arms tightened around her, she kicks and screams, but they’re to strong. More hands took a hold of her waist, and legs, until she wasn’t even touching the ground anymore. She screamed…she didn’t stop, no matter how far she goes, no matter what they do…she will never stop screaming his name…“Soul!”

 ‘It was just a mission…just a mission…wasn’t it?’ Maka tried to tell herself, but even as the words flowed through her mind, she knew it wasn’t true. Death gave them the mission…did he know it would lead them to…this? Could Soul really be dead? No! Its Soul…he’s strong, and brave, he’ll live…he always lives. Her heart beat faster and faster through every word, and with every thought. Maka felt a warm tear trickle down her cheek, before her eyes forced themselves shut, and she was completely engulfed by darkness…

 ‘Oh Soul…Please…Please…don’t…go…’ Darkness crept over her and pulled her deeper into its deadly trap. 

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