I got a lot of reviews and favorites to keep doing the story so I hope you enjoy the second chapter!

'Where am I? It's dark, cold, and wet. How did I get here? What events led me up to this point? Am I dead?' Maka asked herself. She was surrounded by darkness. The only thing she could see was a light source to her left. It looked very inviting, but something told her not to go there. 'It looks like heaven…' She thought. Her body started drifting ever so slowly to the light source. Unwillingly.

Now's not my time! She yelled to herself. She began struggling, struggling away from that light. That light is the end, the end of everything. The memories would vanish. Everything would disappear into a cloud of nothingness.

The more she struggled away from the light, the faster it would catch up to her. "no…please…" She whispered. Her vision was getting blurry, from tears. An image of Soul flashed through her mind. His shark teeth, crimson eyes, warm personality. Then she was hit with an abundance of memories.

Flash

"My name's Maka."
"Soul. Soul Eater Evans"

Flash

"Hey do you want to be partners?"

They reached out their hands and shook on it.

Flash

"I'm going to be the greatest Death Scythe ever!"

Flash

"Hey don't get yourself into stupid fights"

"Yeah, thanks"

Flash

"Nice going tiny tits!"

MAKA CHOP

Flash

"Poetry? How much more emo can you get?"

Flash

"Nah, I'm good. What goes in must come out and I'm really not to crazy bout going to the bathroom in these bed pants…"

Flash

"Just remember, I am your weapon partner Maka. And no matter how far you get sucked in. I will be there to pull you out you got that"

Flash

"Weapons protect their meisters and you know that Maka!"

Then the flashbacks were over. Her eyes light water fountains. She screeched at the top of her lungs. She didn't want to leave him. She never got to tell him how much she loved him. Now wasn't her time. "I'M…..NOT….LEAVING…..AHHHHHH!" She yelled and yelled until she finally saw the white light disappear. What if it came back? Oh well. She'll just have to go through that again.

After what seemed like hours in that dreadful place she felt pressure on her right hand. Then something cold on her head. Then water droplets on her hand that still had pressure on it. She tried to open her eyes but they were just too heavy. She struggled more but gave up. Then a voice beckoning her into a different light.

"Maka…sniffle…please wake up…" She could recognize that voice anywhere.

Soul…Soul! SOUL!

Maka then lifted her eyelids to see her weapon partner crying his eyes out next to her bed. This wasn't her actual bed…she was in the hospital. She knew this place better than anywhere else. She was always her whether it was for her or for someone else.

Maka stroked Soul's snowy white locks.

"Hey…"She said "cool guys don't cry"