SoxMa Shock Ch 1

Ch 1

Cold. She was so very cold. Her heart felt like it was beating hundreds of times a second but her blood wouldn't circulate properly. Sinking. She was slowly sinking. She felt warm blood drain from her face and extremities simultaneously leaving her deathly pale and sapping what remained of her strength. Pain. So, so much pain. Her leg and hip were on fire. She gasped for breath, gulping impossibly thin gas into lungs that refused to inflate properly. Despite the cold, sweat covered her skin sending chills down her spine and added to the sickly feeling of her clammy skin.

"Maka?" Soul was somewhere in front of her, a red-eyed beacon in the world that swirled lazily before her eyes. She knew he was holding her even though shock had stolen her sense of touch.

"Soul" She almost whispered as dry nausea threatened to overwhelm her. He looked so pale and worried it made her heart ache at the sight. Her arm… where was it again? It seemed lost in the swirling, so far away and dethatched from her consciousness. She fought for control of the attachment and gained a little. It wavered dangerously as she weakly lifted her hand towards Soul's face. She made it most of the way before Soul captured it in his own hand and guided her frigid hand to his cheek.

"Why? Why did you do it?! Weapons are supposed to protect their meisters, not the other way around! Stupid…" His voice broke as he trailed off. Maka smiled as best she could with so little strength. She knew his chiding was just because he cared and was worried about her. She knew he would be mad, maybe even hate her actions but she would do it all again if she had to.

"B-Because…" She gasped, her voice threatening to fail completely, " b-because…. I … I l-lov…"

"Shh, don't speak." Soul said gently as he brought a warm finger to her lips. "You're hurt but it's not that bad. Stein can take care of this no problem." He quickly explained in a shaking voice.

"You're in shock but you'll be ok." He finished, his voice strengthening with those final words.

"I'm… glad…" She whispered into his chest as he gathered her into his strong arms and began to walk at a brisk pace through the darkened streets undoubtedly towards Stein's laboratory. She didn't feel like she was going to be ok, but there was no dishonesty in Soul's voice or face so he must have believed it was true. The world swam before her eyes with renewed intensity as the dry nausea reached a critical point. Her hearing began to fade and her whole body shook with cold. She gasped deeply but it didn't relieve the sensation of drowning. Her heart pounded painfully in her chest even though she could feel her blood pressure falling. Just when she believed her suffering could get no worse, as if someone had flipped a switch, everything disappeared into darkness.

There was nothing. She was nothing. Time held no meaning, there was only the darkness. She was floating in the dark but somehow she was still vaguely aware of things happening to and around her body. She knew her body had fallen limp. She had heard Soul call for her, listened to the distant pounding of feet on cobblestone which was eventually replaced with frantic pounding and panicked voices. It was as if all this was happening in another universe that she was only just attached to, events occurring that had nothing to do with her and yet everything to do with her at the same time. The sensation of her numb body being roughly laid on something hard and flat was the last vague sensation before she fell completely into nothing.