A MadMan and His DeathScythe

Chapter 4

(Stein POV)
I walked with haist as I carried Spirit over my shoulder. I could sense and hear the ear rape screaming. I stopped at the church and swung the scythe hard enough to pierce the door. I kicked the door in as the demon sword went flying. Spirit transformed back stood between us and the child. "Maka don't worry.. your Papa and Stein is here.." Maka ignored him as she was worried about Soul. Soul's appeared in the scythe with a smirk. Maka stood up and got outside a distance.

"Look Out!" Maka screamed. Spirit was to busy and got full blast of the black blooded screech. The dust cleared as I heard Maka. "Professor! Are you okay?.. " I nodded twisting my screw but my worried escalated as I seen Spirit on the ground. I ran towards him helping up. "Papa! Spirit!" He coughed wiping the blood off his forehead.. he was covered in scratches and gashes.. My heart beated in sadness.

"I-Im alright.. lets finish this.." He struggled to transform until I grasped it tightly. I glared up slightly at the kid as he had madness from the black blood. I swung Spirit in a defense position as the demon sword as the blades collided . The child smirked as the blade began screaming. Spirit grunted as I pulled back throwing my hand into they're chest "SOUL FORCE". The child went flying back screaming as his sword was screaming as well.. Then I looked up to see the witch.. "Such a wonderful night for a performance.." Make jumped up trying to swipe the witch out the sky. She giggled as the evilness oozed off her. Snakes wrapped the child as they both disappeared into the night. I sighed in relief as Spirit transformed back into his human form. He was gasping and coughing bad. Maka and Soul ran by our side. Spirit looked pale "I-I'm alright Maka.." She had worried in her eyes for once despite all the times she pushed him aside. I don't think I can hold it any longer..

I love this red headed idiot..