There were many things that Maka disliked in the world but if asked what were the things she hated the most it got narrowed down to two: failing at anything academic and war. The first one was quite obvious since she prided herself on always getting the best grades; the second one was more complicated, but the reason why she hated it the most was because it broke people apart. Being a meister, war was constant thing in her life as meisters and weapons fought against pre-kishin and witches. And for the past five years war had separated her and the man she loved, Soul.
It was five years ago, after Soul was made a Death Scythe and they had defe
Forever Mine
Horror like electricity pulsed through Soul's body as time slowed down to a near stop. His brain screamed at him to run after them, that he could still make it, but his body felt like it was made of heavy sand and the world seemed to be made of pudding. Only seconds before Soul had been knocked out of Maka's hands but she had refused to stop fighting. Forgetting all about her precious weapon she had kicked the kishin egg with all her might pushing it off the ledge but her momentum carried her over as well. Together they began to plummet as Soul transformed back into a human, watching with paralyzing fear shining in his fiery eye