Me: As a thank you for all the awesome reviews I have decided to write an epilogue to "POI"

Soul: Cool.

Me: And as a special thanks I added a sneak peak to my next story at the end. Now enjoy!

Soul: even cooler. Now R&R or I will eat your soul!

Epilogue

Soul's pov

Ten years.

On this day, March 19. Ten years ago in a field not too far from Shibusen, Spirit Albarn and Marie Mjolnir died trying to save me.

Trying to save me from myself you could say.

But in reality. They were saving me from what I was becoming.

From what that wretched demon was turning me into.

The embodiment of madness.

After the victory over the demon and madness, Lord Death held a funeral for his most trusted Death Scythes, and for the strongest meister Shibusen has ever known. Stein.

Everyone was present. Black Star, Kid, especially myself and Maka.

Maka….

Poor Maka….

She had been torn up ever since the death of her father.

Ever night I would wake up to find her crying in my arms. Wishing for her papa back so she could apologize.

She felt guilty for never showing him how much she loved him.

They made the speeches quick so that everyone could pay their respects. I must have took the longest, I just couldn't show them enough gratitude for everything they did for me. For all they sacrificed. To this day I couldn't say enough words to express it all.

Maka and I stayed late after the funeral was over.

We just sat at Spirit's grave. I sat there silently, only wishing that wherever he was now that he was happy. I had made a vow the day he died. I promised that I would be the best damn Death Scythe I could be. In his honor.

And love Maka for the both of us. But without the constant yelling for her.

Maka just sat there sobbing quietly. Apologizing to him for everything she could think of.

Poor Maka….

It wasn't easy getting her to be her normal cheerful self.

When I had finally gotten her to get up we began to make our way back to our apartment.

But when I looked back I could have sworn a saw a woman standing at his grave.

A woman that resembled Maka quite a bit.

Nothing about what happened that day was cheerful.

But the next day…

Was the first day of spring.

The first day of new life.

And that year, new life breathed.

And then the next year.

And the next.

"Papa! I wanna go to the park!" a small child-like voice brought me out of my memories.

I focused my sight on a little girl with ash-blonde hair and green eyes. She wore her hair in small pig-tails like her mother used to.

An exact image of Maka. Just younger.

"Marie we went to the park yesterday. Let papa rest today." I pleaded her.

And then another voice chimed in.

"But papa we're bored. Playing tag in the front yard isn't cool."

This voice belonged to a red headed young boy with the same green orbs as his sister and mother. He was giving me the most annoyed look I've ever seen. Reminded me of myself. I couldn't help but smirk a little.

"I know Spirit but it isn't cool for papa to have to drag you lot to the park every day either. Can't you just trash the house like every other child does?" I asked not caring whether they did or not.

"Really papa? You know mama would kill us. And dieing just isn't cool at all." I heard a third voice state.

And there stood my eldest. He resembled me the most. He had my white, spiky hair. Deep, scarlet eyes. He even inherited my teeth. But he had his mothers nose, and her soul perception ability.

"Yeah I suppose your right." I sighed in defeat. "Let me go ask your mother."

All three cheered at their victory as I walked into the small family house Maka and I had purchased a while back.

"Honey? The kids wanna go to the park." I called out.

"Again? Don't they ever get tired?" I heard my wife ask from the kitchen.

"Heh, they have more energy than either of us ever had. Not cool for a parent to have to keep up with them." I stated.

"Oh stop. Your still young." she teased.

"But barely. I mean look at me. My hair is white." I joked.

She only stuck her tongue out at me.

"We will be back for dinner. Promise." I called out.

"You better. Remember what happened the last time you missed dinner."

Oh I remember, in a way, that's when my life truly began.

"How could I forget? I've never seen you blush so many shades of red before then." I teased.

Which in turn earned me a long awaited Maka Chop.

I feel younger already!

**Me: Hope you guys enjoyed that! And now for a sneak preview!**

It had been 5 years since Spartoi had triumphed over the kishin and his madness.

There was peace of mind for the first time since it's awakening. And everyone was enjoying a period of peace.

The gang was still together. Taking on missions when they came. Even though the kishin was gone, there were still kishin eggs to hunt.

Maka and Soul had developed something more than a friendship but less than a dating relationship. All I can say is that the others are annoyed and wish they would just hook up already.

Black Star finally managed to gather 99 kishin eggs and is now working on the witch soul.

Kid has successfully made both his pistols into death scythes or "death weapons" as he likes to call them.

Kilik, Ox, and Kim also managed to turn they're weapons into Death Scythes.

Everything was going wonderfully.

Until a long time friend, who was thought to have been missing, maybe dead, was seen in a city before the entire area was destroyed.

A certain lavender-haired boy (yes I am choosing the gender as boy for this fic) whom everyone save for Maka has forgotten about until this incident.

Crona…..

**Me: I haven't thought up a title for this story yet but I will say this, the chapter are gonna be longer than the ones in "POI"

Crona: I-I'm in a story? I-I don't know h-how to d-deal with this!

Me: Just smile and wave Crona. Smile and wave.

Crona: O-ok. -smiles and attempts to wave-

Me: We will work more on that later.

Soul: I suppose you guys don't have to technically review but do it anyways or I will eat your soul!