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Chapter 1 Fight
A long hallway stretched out before her, she knew she shouldn't have rushed in but couldn't contain herself. Right now the young sorceress Maka Albarn was walking through the Evans mansion, a huge estate located in the forest several miles outside Cambridge. She was looking for the book of Eibon, a task assigned to her by the guild leader Medusa. It had taken her weeks to get here making Maka rash and impatient which lead to the sudden rad instead of the careful investigation she'd normally do.
Although for any other person the task would of been impossible, without any prep work. Maka had confidence because of her special green eyes that showed her precisely where everyone on the estate was. This was a special ability that allowed her to see the souls of anyone in a certain range. With this ability she could determine things like strength, magic power and location.
She easily avoided the guards and residents as she went room by room trying to find the mysterious book. Coming across a set of double doors, She'd found the library. A huge circular open space three stories tall with catwalks crossing the space leading to the books lining the walls. Maka couldn't help staring at the sight, spinning in circles to take it all in. This would of continued if she hadn't tripped on one of the many piles of books that occupied the floor as well as the available table space. Knocked out of her stupor Maka noticed the many study tables with chairs, and on the far wall another table stood.
This one was different, being connected to the wall with an opening behind it. The opening was closed at the moment, but Maka figured the most precious books had to be behind the blockade.
She made her way across the room towards the table where, she hoped, the book of Eibon would be waiting.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you."
Maka was about to vault the table when the warning caught her off guard. She turned around trying to find the source. No one's here she thought. The only people she'd seen had been a few lousy guards and some residents outside the mansion. No way, they couldn't have done it, that left magic!
Without another thought she'd gathered her magic into a blinding spell, and jumped the table, only to be pulled back.
"Don't do that!"
A hand encircled her wrist pulling her to the center of the room, although she'd struggled she couldn't break the hold, so she let lose her spell.
"Ah!"
Her attacker distracted Maka broke the hold on her wrists and backed away. Looking at her attacker she was surprised, not by his stark white hair or his sharp teeth or even his startling red eyes he'd opened and closed trying to clear his vision. No what'd surprised her was the lack of a soul. Maka couldn't comprehend it.
"What are You? You don't have a soul!"
The stranger froze liked he'd been trying to process her words. Then he focused on her with pure bloodlust.
"And who are you? I mean you obviously don't belong here so why are you here?" disdain and mockery filled his voice as it taunted the young sorceress.
She'd blown it. She might have talked herself out of this situation if she hadn't said the first thing out of her mouth! Now she had to face this unknown monster that looked like a person. There was no alternative. any hope of getting through this mess required going through the white haired man.
Maka rushed him. This had worked on many foes, throwing them off their game long enough to get the upper hand. This hadn't worked on this foe. He'd merely picked up a book and threw in Maka's face, making her stumble. She didn't give up, instead she threw spell after spell at the mysterious boy who through some stroke of luck avoided them all, and then proceeded to lay he flat on her but.
"Give up you're not going to win," he stated as he loomed above her, but Maka was stubborn. Not because of selfish pride, but the friends she'd meet in the guild that were more precious than family. She wouldn't die here, like that creep wanted. she'd bring out her trump card. It might be overkill. It would drain her, but she'd underestimated him once. Not again!
The blinding flash of light and a great wind, suddenly Maka wasn't there in her steed stood a golden dragon with massive scaled wings, sharp teeth and claws towering above the tiny human shaped lump.
"ha, ha, ha, Who'd have thought a Meister would come to us." The dragon only looked with minor irritation. Not only was he still taking the high ground and confusing her, but he was ignoring the fact that she was a dragon Now!
"ROOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRR!" She'd teach him.
The boy simply smiled, "Maybe next time we can be friends, but for now just sleep." The air rushed out of Maka's lungs. She couldn't breathe.
Maka fell in a crumpled pile, her transformation failed. she laid at the feet of her enemy. Her final thoughts before fainting. How did he...