Dreams often bring you closer. A SoulxMaka storyHave you ever had those uncool dreams where when you woke up, you just wanted to run to your friend and tell them how much you loved them? Or how about when you woke up and you just had that awful pit in your stomach? Ever since that fight that Maka and I had against that Kishin, there was this same dream that would repeat itself. I don't know if it's trying to tell me something or what, but it won't stop. It's like a broken record whose needle is stuck and all it does is just repeats the same thing over and over again. I'm beginning to wonder, what it's trying do. What it's trying to accomplish."Hey Soul...?""Yeah Maka?""What would you do if I just....disappeared?"Was the last thing I remember until she disappeared. I turned to look at her, but only found a breeze stroll by. Lightly battering against my body causing my hair to blow in its direction. That's when I felt something strange, but a familiar presence. It was the Kishin Asura. An evil grin lurked across his face as he had
A scary foe.A bullet whizzed above the mans head.Giving him visions of death and despair.He manages to survive Deaths grip.While running down the streetThe man noticed his friend.He was lying on the ground, dying slowly.Death has own over him, blood spills out everywhere.A message written blood, saying: "your next...."His jaw dropped in fear and was struck by Terror.Paralyzed, the man stood there not being able to escape.His mouth would not open, his eyes closed shut.His body then hit the floor, Death.