Crona x Maka fanfic 4

Authors note- WELL then, Lately it has been angel writing the authors notes. So I decided. iMMA WRITE one. So hello there our followers. This is Pirates. Or Pi. I am so sorry about the wait, but we have had ALOT going on in the past week*cough months cough LOLOL* - angel. (Lolno. We are lazy.) And this chapter with HOPEFULLY be longer. HEHHEHEHEHEFUGIUVYBU
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A shiver ran down Crona's spine, but this time the cold was not at fault.

"Crona." Maka whispered, her warm breath tickling his neck. "It's a Kishin Egg. I didn't sense it earlier. It must be extremely powerful."

Even though Maka's calming and warm figure was still pressed up against him, pure terror began to consume Crona's body, causing the poor boy to tremble uncontrollably. Yet in his mortal fear, the pink haired swordsman found his hands sliding onto Maka's, disjoining them from their embrace. He pulled his angel behind him, away from the aurora of danger. Crona turned his face to survey this threat, trying to appear as intimidating as possible, despite the arising desperation he felt fleeting in his chest.

He would always protect Maka

Before the two meisters stood a tall, lanky, Kishin egg. It's monstrous stature blocking the entire road. Long arms dragged on the cobble stone path beneath the slender figure.

Long, canine like jaws cracked open; saliva dripping down the behemoth's chin, creating a small pool of it's sputum on the pathway. Crimson eyes burning with bloodlust and dementia were burrowed in it's shadowy eye sockets. But what captured Crona's gaze were the sharp, curved claws that protruded from the monster's hands.

It began to move towards them, razor sharp talons dragging along the stone street that lay beneath.

The swordsman took a deep breath. He couldn't be afraid. Not when Maka was in danger.

"C-Crona..." Maka began to sound nervous. "Soul's not with us..."

He knew Maka was close to defenseless without her weapon, and Crona was about to reassure his angel that he would protect her; before his own weapon butted in.

"Are you stupid? Crona don't need your Soul to beat this thing."

The pink haired Meister winced at the insult to Maka. He hadn't noticed the black blood weapon appear whilst Crona was in fear, but regardless, Ragnarok was correct.

"Don't worry, Maka. I'll protect you" He whispered, clenching his fists as Rangnarok surged through his body and melted into weapon form.

"What do you want?" He aimed his question at the kishin egg, his own pale blue eyes narrowing determinately.

The large monster took a step forward, a loud grumbling coming from the back of his throat. Low, growling words that pierced Crona's ears like daggers echoed from the walls, making the two humans standing before it shudder.

"Your death."

Crona's eyes grew in horror as the threat was laid upon them. Catching Maka's eye, he saw her give him a quick nod and a nervous smile. He had to do this. No one would hurt maka while he was still alive.

The swordsman took a timid step forward, Ragnarok hoisted in his hand.

Crona drew in a shaky breath.

"Sorry, but i won't be giving you that anytime soon."

The monster made a low grumbling noise that quite possibly was a "Hmm?" As if it didn't expect it's prey to be so courageous.

The pink haired Meister sprinted toward the kishin egg, raising his weapon, he dodged sideways and struck the monster's arm. It howled in pain in response, throwing it's razor sharp claws up and slicing at the meister. But Crona was agile enough to evade most of the swipes, and in turn doing a plentiful amount of damage back. The kishin egg became furious, drowning in its own anger and pain, and began to slice around aimlessly.

It was a much too easy battle. Did someone send the monster after him? After Maka…? Who would want to do this? Medusa? No, she was dead, and this time, would stay dead. His blond haired angel had made sure of that.

Worries clouded his thoughts, which resulted in a slip off the foot and a claw to the side.

"CRONA!"

He heard Maka shout somewhere from afar, and felt the somber blood begin to drip down his body.

"Pay more attention, idiot." Ragnarok mumbled, as Crona began to feel the injured patch hardening.

The monster gave a low, sinister chuckle. "I thought you were the all powerful child of Medusa. What a disappointment." And began to step forward, onto the pool of dark black liquid. A wrong move.

The meister took notice of this and grasped his chance.

"Bloody needle" He whispered.

Black needles protruded from the pool, piercing the kishin egg's skin, causing it to howl in agony.

"You're dead, witch's child." The monster's last words rang throughout the destitute alleyway, before his body evaporated, leaving a glowing red soul.

Witch's child? What would a kishin egg know about my mother? Why did he attack me? Will there be more attacks? What if Maka is injured…

Countless worries drifted through his mind as he handed the sanguine soul to Ragnarok, who had morphed back into his 'cute' form. He was too immersed in his melancholy to notice his angel's warm, soft hand on his shoulder.

"U-uh, Maka!" He stuttered out, flustered. "You're not h-hurt or anything right?"

She gave him a small, yet caring, smile. "Of course not. You protected me, after all. Thanks."

"O-oh, yeah. You're welcome.." He trailed off, eyes drifting to the ground.

"How along are you lovebirds gonna stand around and flirt?! I'm tired and want to go home!"

The two meister's 'moment' was ruined by, yet again, Ragnarok.

Crona's face quickly became a dark shade of red and he shook his head frantically in denial. "N-no! it's not l-like that!"

"Oh really? Because your thoughts tell m…" The bothersome weapon was interrupted by his Meister hurriedly blocking his mouth.

Giggling, the blond meister responded, "Yeah, it's getting late and we should be getting home. I'll report this to Shinigami-sama in the morning. I'll walk you to to Shibusen, kay?"

The swordsman's nodded slowly, secretly pleased that they would have more time to spend together. But uneasiness about the turn of events lurked in the back of his mind.

What if they went after Maka next?

"What happened with the Kishin egg?"

"Well.. It seems that Medusa's child is much stronger than suspected."

"So you failed."

"Yes, I'm sorry, Mabaa-sama."

"Sorrys don't kill children who know too much about our organization. I expect you either find a way to exterminate him or… Perhaps his power could be put to a use. Send a messenger to formally invite him to join us, and if he declines.. well that's too bad for him."

"Yes, Mabaa-sama. I don't mean to wrongly discern, but what exactly will we do if he declines?"

"Let us just say that love is powerful. A powerful weakness, that is."

YAAAAYyyy sorry it took forever. I'm just really really really lazy.. LOL I finished this in school today…

So you probably have an idea of what's going on now? HMMHM?/ sorry if the last part is cheesy lolol I wanted to put something to help clear the plot but it kinda sounds dumb FISJEEFSE oh well

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