"SOULLLLLL!" Maka yelled for him.

"SOUL! SOUL PLEASE!" Maka yelled again.

"Maka, you should have known this day would come." Soul said looking at her.

"No! No Soul! Stop this! Your not like this! Please! Don't become a kishin!" Maka yelled.

"Its too late, everyone else has fallen. Your the only one left. I saved you for last, your soul that is. I've been dieing for it..." Soul said walking closer.

"No! Stay away!" Maka yelled trying to run with her weak, injured body.

Soul walked slowly behind her.

"You can try to run from me but I'll find you. Our souls are linked. I can find you anywhere you go." Soul said.

"Even so, I can still try." Maka said supporting herself on the wall.

"Heh, you never change. Just give me your soul." Soul said pinning on the wall, his right arm as his scythe blade to her neck.

"Never! I won't let you have my soul! Never!" Maka yelled. Soul pressed the blade to her neck harder, breaking skin. Blood trickled down her neck. She gasped.

"Man, human blood smells so good." Soul said licking her blood from her neck.

"Why..." Maka asked.

"Why what." He asked.

"Why did you break Lord Deaths rule, you know not to eat human souls." Maka asked.

"Remember when you were fighting Crona? The black blood drove you mad? You killed a human and fed me that human soul."

"What! I could never!"

"Oh but you did, Crona tried to stop you but failed. It tasted amazing, human souls actually have a flavor. Its delicious, I couldn't stop. I went crazy for human souls." Soul explained.

"Now then." Soul raised his scythe arm up, Maka cried.

"Your soul is mine!"

SLICE!

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