Hellooo! Today, I have for you my very first fanfiction and I am very excited as to how it will turn out! If you have any questions or comments, please review! (You don't have to, though.) My chapter names will be kinda corny, only because I really have no idea what to call them.
Um... Sadly, I do not own SoulEater. Now I know this will not be the best, it only really matters that I try. And! I am an aspiring writer, just like many of you!
Enough of my jibber jabber, here is the first chapter of my SoulEater fanfiction!
Chapter 1: Lost In Thought
"Oi! Maka! Did you pick out a mission yet?"
Soul glanced at Maka, and then at the board with all the missions posted above her. As time went by and no response came, Soul groaned "Maka! We don't have all the time in the world ya kn-"
"Hold your horses!" Maka cut him off directly, scowling, obviously annoyed. Soul looked at her innocently and shrugged. 'I wonder what she's looking for... Whatever. If she had something on her mind she would tell me.' Maka turned back around to inspect all the possible missions.
Soul was becoming impatient, and fast. He watched as Maka scanned over all the missions, but sometimes losing herself in thought. As Soul wondered what his next objective was, an annoying voice made it's way to his ears and made him lose concentration.
"BEHOLD MY AWESOME GODLINESS!"
"Black*Star! Quiet down!" Tsubaki gently waved her arms up and down, trying to calm the blue-haired ninja.
"Hey, Soul!" Black*Star walked over to Soul and the boys shook hands in greeting. Wide devious grins spread across their faces. "Wanna play some basketball with Liz, Patty, Kid, and my godly self later today?" Arms crossed, he looked right into Soul's crimson eyes, almost glaring.
Soul looked to the side with his hands in his pockets. " Nah. Me and Maka are plannin' to finish a not-yet-chosen mission." Soul emphasized his words, making them clearly audible for Maka, who was still looking for a one.
Sighing, Maka decided to take the mission she was currently looking over. "This'll have to do." Muttering under her breath, she cursed at Soul.
"This is so not cool." Soul whispered, on his own behalf.
Black*Star, interrupting Soul's thought process again, barged in with "Do you think Maka'll let you play tomorrow?" His eagerness clearly showing.
"Beats me..." Soul lifted his hands behind his head.
"Let's get going! You've been wanting to leave for a while now." Maka softly called out to him.
"Yeah, Yeah... See ya, Black*Star!" Looking at the overconfident boy behind him, he slipped his hands in his pockets and started walking down the hall, following shortly after his meister. He glanced over her tense shoulders and long-striding legs. She was looking out into nowhere. 'What is she thinking about now?'
After a few minutes passed, and they were pretty much alone in the halls of Shibusen,
Maka took a deep breath a quietly spoke. "Soul?"
"Hm?" He didn't feel like talking much.
"Ho... How many more souls do we need before going after a witch?" She seemed almost scared to hear the answer.
"Mm. Four. Why are you asking? You should know, you are my meister, after all."
"Yeah... I know..." She continued walking silently, looking down at her feet. Her hands bounced, clasped behind her back. Then her head lifted and she looked somewhat to the right. 'I wonder what she's thinking about this time...' Soul continued to think about this one thing until they finally reached outside of the DWMA.
Soul's eyes were dragged to his parked motorcycle. He began to slowly remove his keys from out of his jacket's pocket. After a long silence, Soul began to wonder about his next mission. "Maka, do you mind telling me where we're headed and what our mission is?"
"Oh! Yes, sorry for not informing you earlier!" Maka spilled out apologetically. Clearing her throat, she continued. " In the West part of Death City, there is a kishin egg that is luring people, human souls, into dark alleys and killing them there. This kishin has been at it for about four days now, so we need to get moving! One last thing! It was last sighted near..." Towards the end, her voice lowered, then the flow of words completely stopped.
'What the hell? Why does she keep getting so...so lost in her mind?' Soul had a confused expression. Breaking the silence, he let out a huge yawn. "Oi!" 'Why hasn't she told me anything?'
"Makaaa! Stop going places!" He walked over to her and was pulling his arms up to start shaking her, what he didn't know was that Maka had snapped back to reality once he yawned. There was a loud thunk. "MAKA-CHOP!"
"Ow! What the hell, Maka?" Soul rubbed his head. "Are you trying to give me brain-damage?"
"Do I always look spaced out when I'm not?" Maka said, questioningly. Her hand firmly held the giant book, ready to strike his head again.
"No... It's just that you've been spacin' out a lot lately, and... It's just been... Well,... Ah, forget it. Where are we headed?"
"Oh... Umm... It was last seen near the public park next to that one sweater shop used to be. Let's start there?" She seem almost confused.
The weapon and his meister continued there way to the red motorcycle parked just a few steps away. Soul plugged his key in the ignition and turned it. The bike started to rumble. He lifted his leg over the seat and positioned his hands on the bars. He moved his behind around, trying to get comfortable. He kicked out the bike's stand and revved the engine.
Once Maka got on, Soul glanced behind him to see that she was looking up at the laughing sun. As she slipped her arms around his abdomen, a shiver ran down Soul's back. He revved the engine again before he began driving down the road.
While speeding down the streets of Death City, one thought suddenly crossed his mind. He was going after his 96th kishin egg.
On a right turn, Maka's grip around his stomach tightened. He slowed down, and the grip loosened. He quietly laughed to himself. 'Whata wimp. Ahaha.'
"Here, Soul." Maka slowly whispered into his ear. Soul felt her hot breath linger, but just for a second. He slowed down and parked at the curb of the sidewalk. Glancing over his shoulder, he saw that his meister looked very concerned.
"Maka? Are you all right?" She changed her gaze to him and focused hard. She tilted her head and put on a fake smile, but Soul didn't notice how fake it really was.
"I'm fine! Now! Let's get going before that kishin takes another human soul!" Maka practically jumped off of the bike and stood on the sidewalk waiting for Soul.
Soul just looked at her, completely shocked. "Okay... So," He took his keys out of the ignition and started to get off the bike. "Where do ya think we should start lookin'?"
Soul had gotten off his bike and now stood right next to Maka. Keeping at pace with her, they began walking into the small green park. "Um... Maybe towards the back where the shops are closest? I would think to look there since alleys are in between those buildings." Soul realized she knew as much as he did. 'This guy is gonna be tough to find.'
The two partners continued to walk forward, curving to the right or left occasionally, being intent and focused. Soul was the most aware of his surroundings, or so he thought. After what seemed like hours of walking, the buildings became big enough so they could see in between the buildings.
Off in the distance, there was a muffled sound of a barking dog and an occasional humming of a car. Then, a sudden noise came from one of the alleys directly in front of the weapon and his meister. Maka completely stopped in her tracks, a hard glare fixated on the darkness that lay before her.
Not noticing she stopped, and paying no attention to the quite audible noise, Soul took a few steps ahead of her. He looked to his side, and saw that his meister was no longer by his side. He slightly turned to the side and opened his mouth to make a smart remark, until he noticed how serious her features were. His gaze locked onto her eyes, then followed her line of sight.
His red eyes were led to the dark crevice that separated two buildings. With all his senses straining to find any clue as to what was in the alley, he heard a soft shuffling and a clink clunk, the impact of a metal can hitting the ground. The sound of rapid breathing made it's way out of the alley and into the cold night air.
Soul's usual calm features turned into those of determination. He went into a defensive stance and stared into the alleyway. The silhouette of a hunched figure slowly became more defined as both the kid's eyes became adjusted to the darkness.
"Soul." Maka didn't take her eyes off the creature lurking in the alley.
"I'm on it, Maka." Soul quickly disappeared into a flash of light, only to be twirling around in his meister's gentle, but experienced, hands as a black and red scythe.
Maka carefully walked forward, one-step at a time. By the time she was a foot behind the line where the alley's darkness began, the shuffling came to a halt.
"You ready, Maka?" Soul's reflection appeared on the scythe.
"When am I not?" Her body moved into a fighting stance, and her gaze locked onto the kishin.
END OF CHAPTER ONE
I really hope you all, whoever you may be, enjoyed this chapter of what will be a continued story. Again, this is my first ever fanfiction and it may be awhile before I figure out how to post more chapters and all, but I will figure it out somehow!
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Sayonara!
-Hellokitti1