Chapter 23: The Mask Removed

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Maka's POV ~

I continued to back away from my papa he also continued to walk closer to me. I saw an evil glint in his green eyes that made me feel a cold chill slide down my spine.

"You're dead Maka." He growled.

He continued to get closer to me and I continued to gack away. That was until I finally felt my back hit something solid.

I knew I was dead at that moment. My papa had his anger building up by the second and I can only tell because of his hands tightening around his palms.

"What did I do?" I gasped as his hand went straight to my neck.

His hand and fingers started to wrap around my neck. In seconds his hand started to tighten, blocking any air that was trying to go into my lungs.

"I'm going to break this little neck of yours." He sneered.

"Please," I gasped. "Stop."

I tried to desperately claw at his hand, trying to get it off me. I wanted to get far away from him and to keep a great distance between us.

"I'm going to make you pay for making Kami leave me the way she did!" He roared.

He lifted his free hand which was balled in a fist. I knew he was going to hit me and beat me until I died from blunt force.

"Don't hurt her!"

My papa and I both turned toward the person who yelled out. In the bright light of the moon, we saw a black figure with his hands balled as fists on his side.

"Who are you?" Papa sneered, tightening his grip on my throat.

Once again, I tried to claw at his hands to make him let go of me. It didn't work at all and I was being lifted in the air with each passing second.

The black figure walked closer to us, maybe that's why papa was clutching hard on my throat by each second. It was because the stranger was interfereing and it was pissing him off.

"I said, don't hurt her." The guy walked closer.

I could feel the world around me get more dark and cold. My body was filling numb all over and I felt like if I closed my eyes, I would never be able to open them again.

Within seconds, I heard a yelp and I fell onto the ground. The air that wasn't allowed neaar my lungs had finally came to me. It felt great but I was still a little dizzy.

I sat up from the ground just coughing and trying to get my breathing back to normal. I can hear papa and the strager hitting each other.

"I'm done playing games with you!" I heard papa yell.

After some time I had finally willed my eyes to open. The moment I opened them, I saw papa hit the guy in the face making him fall backward.

The stranger fell right on his back, making the air get knocked out of his. Something had fallen off his face when papa punched him and flew across the ground.

"Now," papa growled lowly. "Where was I?"

He turned toward me and my blood grew cold. I was dead for sure this time. I looked around my, trying to find any thing I could use to protect me.

I saw a stick on the ground and I quickly reached down for it, gathering it in my fingers. I held he stick up and was ready to hit him if he dared to go near me.

He jumped toward me and I quickly hit him in the back of the head with the thick stick. He slid against the dirt and hit his head against some bars.

When I knew for sure he wasn't going to get up, I ran for the stranger. Was he alright? He came and saved me so he had to be alright.

The moon was soon covered by the clouds, hiding its sinister grin. I couldn't see who the guy was but I knew he was unconsious.

"Are you alright?" I asked.

There was no point in talking to him. He was outcold and he couldn't hear me. I looked at what flew off his face when papa hit him.

It was a great distance between us. I turned toward the stranger and it looked like he wasn't going to be getting up anytime soon.

My attention was drawn back to the object just a few feet away from us. I stood from the ground and walked over it.

A gasped escaped my mouth once I saw it. It was a red devil mask. I knew that mask very well. It belonged to Beast!

I turned toward the person who was still on the ground. Could that be Beast? I looked over to papa who was supposed to be on the ground and found he wasn't there.

This was bad. I looked around and didn't see him. Instead I only heard a distant yell saying that we were going to pay. I'm taking a guess that that was papa running away.

My attention was drawn back to the person who was possbily Beast. I quickly ran over to him and while I was, the clouds were moving away from the moon.

My pace had slowed down until I was at a complete stop. I was hovering over the man that was Beast and I couldn't believe it.

The shocking white hair, flawless face, and sharp teeth showing between the small space of his mouth which was parted shocked me to no point.

"Soul?" I muttered.

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