AUTHOR'S RAMBLINGS

Hey guys! This is supposed to be post-anime, I'm not sure if I wanna leave this as a one-shot or if I should do more? What do you think? Let me know in a review please! X3

"I can't do it Soul! Just back off!" the frustrated meister turned weapon ran off, her black coat whipping behind her in the wind. Soul just shook his head. They had been trying for hours to coax Maka's weapon blood into activity, but it hadn't been working no matter how hard they tried and each attempt to kick-start it just left Maka in a worse mood.

"This is so not cool..." Soul muttered as he set off from the training grounds near the school. His red eyes were downcast as he thought about what had been troubling him. He was almost a death scythe, but he still needed the soul of a witch. The pair were confident that they could do it, but Soul had privately sworn to himself that Maka would become a death scythe with him. Maka wasn't able to control anything though, and he wasn't sure how to explain something he'd been able to do since birth.

As he neared the steps, a blood curdling scream came from the direction Maka had run to.

"Maka!" he screamed as he took off running. He turned his arm into a blade as he ran, sensing impending danger. When he hit the clearing where they had once trained for Soul Resonance as a group, he found Maka lying on the ground, bruised and bloodied. Over her stood a creature he had never seen before. It had two horns, a tail, and appeared to have purple skin.

"And what are you supposed to be, Ugly?" Soul asked, sliding bit by bit around the thing so he could grab Maka and run. The thing looked at him and sniffed the air before letting out a huge roar. "Guess you can't speak then..." he muttered. Maka groaned and her eyes slid open. They were empty though. Soul spotted a huge cut on her forehead and cursed. She probably had a concussion or something. "Not cool Maka, not cool!" he said, reaching for her hand.

The creature roared and aimed its horns at Soul before starting to charge. Soul parried with his blade and dodged around the thing before scooping up Maka. He ran towards the school, but the thing followed him.

"Stay with me Maka!" he yelled at her as her eyes slid closed, "I need you to stay awake!" he changed his blade back into an arm, hoping that he could outrun the thing. As he neared the steps, the thing caught up to him.

"Damn!" he shouted as it roared again. Without him noticing, Maka began to glow. Soul set her down on the ground and transformed his arm. He started to taunt the beast, trying to get it away from his meister.

Maka's shape slowly began to change as her eyes half-opened. Slowly, she changed into a scythe. Her blade was silver with emerald swirls sweeping down the blade. Her pole was about the same length as Soul's own pole. The reflection of her face in the blade showed her eyes slowly opening more and more.

Soul cursed yet again as the creature started to sniff and turned back to where he'd set down Maka. He ran around the creature before it could start running and made it to where Maka was. What he saw surprised him.

"Maka..." he whispered. She was beautiful. He looked to the blade and saw her eyes gazing out at him.

"Use me." she said, looking him straight in the eyes. She might not be able to jump around at the moment, but she could act as a weapon for her own. Soul nodded and picked her up before facing the creature. In a matter of moments, he had sliced through the beast and a red soul floated before them.

"Can you change back?" he asked her.

"I... I'm not... sure how to..." before Maka could finish what she was saying, she passed out. Her form glowed and she changed back into her human form. He waited a moment before grabbing the soul and holding it up to her lips.

"Maka!" he called, "You're not done yet! Wake up!" He pressed it against her lips harder and forced her jaw open. She didn't stop him, so he put the soul in her mouth and made her chew. "Now swallow!" he commanded, sitting her up. She did and he stood with her in his arms. Her eyelids flickered and she opened her eyes and looked up at him. "One down." he told her with a smile, "ninety-eight kishin souls to go-"

"And two witch souls..." she murmured before closing her eyes and passing out. Soul smirked again and ran to the nurse's office. Now he could keep his promise. They'd make it there eventually...