Disclaimer: I don't own Soul Eater, Def Jam: Fight for NY or the song 'Walk with me' by Joe Budden (A/N: The lyrics to the song are not in order in this chapter).

EDIT: Sorry about deleting the story, guys. It was dumb move and I promised to never do it again!

Def Jam/Soul Eater

Prologue: Walk With Me! The Story of Hero?

Come and take a walk with me...
I need all of y'all to come and take a walk with me...
I need for all of y'all to feel what I'm going through
And see what I see, if you got time to take a walk with me
Wait a minute now...
Shit ain't like I thought it would be
Come to Jersey from New York with me
I know you busy...
But take the time out to walk with me
Pay attention on this tour with me
Maybe I'm seeing something wrong
Come along and make sure with me
Come and take a short walk with me

Yo... I'm seeing a couple things wrong with the way that I'm living
So come and walk with me I just need a second opinion

Five months ago, I helped a crime boss D-Mob escape from possible jail time by stealing someone's truck, and ramming it to a police car to gain a spot on his crew.

And I did it all on the fly.

Introduce you to my friends I got to see if you notice
If they loyal or if they all got an ulterior motive

At first D-Mob's fighters were very hesitant of me (especially Sticky) and they had every right to be.

See some snake niggaz, me and them don't deal anymore
Ever since I got signed I don't know whats real anymore

After the incident between D-Mob and Briggs (A/N: Def Jam Vendetta), D-Mob's empire was rocked, and his rival Crow used that opportunity to steal his fighters & his clubs.

I'm paranoid so excuse me if I seem to be nervous
But everybody from my past now they trying to resurface

So bringing in an unknown seventeen year old, barely trained fighter like me at a time like this, needless to say, there was a lot of pressure on me.

Trying to rekindle, They don't think I know they gone limo
I got cousins I never knew they trying to pass me a demo
Maybe I'm wrong, like I told you main I need your opinion
Me and him never spoke before so I don't see whats so different

Before I could put in work, D-Mob's top lieutenant, and advisor Blaze sent me to Stapleton Athletics to be trained by the legendary Henry Rollins.

Even though he beat me within an inch of my life in his sparring sessions, thanks to him, he turned me from a guy who relied on his natural talent to an all-round fighter in a short period of time. Teaching me the art of Blazin', and its techniques that I thought could be only done in video games. When Rollins was satisfied with my progress, I was sent to the frontlines.

Dudes I don't know they recognize me start extending they hand
And I'm tripping ready for beef when he was only a fan (why?)
Cause these niggaz in my hood say they don't like how I'm reppin'
Let me know how strongly you feel, will I be needing my weapon

After beating a couple of fighters including O.E., D-Mob booked me in my first big fight at his home base, Club 357 against one of Crow's best fighters, Ice-T. Undoubtedly, it was one of the toughest fights I ever had in the circuit, and when I beat him, I prove to everyone that I was the real deal.

See to me it's heavy, but to you it may seem petty
Let's continue walking, I know you ain't tired already

I take you to meet my girl I got to see if you notice
If she love me or if the bitch got an alterial motive

Beating Ice-T got me a lot of attention - especially from the ladies. After another fight in the win column at the Limit, I sat with Blaze, and he asked me out of all the women there, who I would want to take home. That was when I noticed at the other side of the bar, a gorgeous woman turned her head, and raise her eyebrows at me in a seductive matter, and turn back around. She had the hots for me and the feeling was mutual.

Why am I hated cause I handle my business
Ain't got to look for a girl nowadays cause almost all these niggaz is bitches

So I headed to her direction and before I could get a word in, a fighter name Nyne (who I already beaten btw) got up in my face, and said the most ridiculous thing I ever heard:

"She's with me."

I wanted to laugh right there on the spot, but instead, I kept my cool, look her fine ass, and then back to the bummy-ass nigga in front of me, and said:

"Why am I not convinced?"

WHAM! This muthafucka head-butted me! And right in front of her too, which made me look like a punk.

Even though Nyne fought harder than our last encounter, he was still one of the worst fighters in the circuit, and it didn't take long for me to beat him.

After took that chump out, I took Kimora Lee back to my crib as we got to know each other better if you know what I mean.

But three nights later at the Babylon nightclub where I gain another victory, she congratulated me before heading off to the restroom. While I waited for her, I noticed a blonde bombshell in a smoking red corset outfit checking me out, and I got to admit, I liked what I saw. Blaze seen what I was doing, took me by the side, and told me important words to live by:

"Hell hath no fury like a woman's scorn."

But I ignored him and started to flirt with her and guess who comes back?

Kimora.

She gets all up in my face and before I could say anything, the blonde began to pull me away from her so we could leave, but Kimora had other ideas as she pushed her over the rail, down to the floor where the fights happen. But the jokes on her as the blonde began to beat the living hell out of Kimora. And when she was done and finished with her opponent, Carmen Electra took me back home in a heartbeat to see how much "energy" I had left.

But it turns out Blaze's advice was dead-on.

A few days later at the same club, I was about to fight Sean Paul, until a Mexican fighter named Skull got into my face talking about how I was dogging his girl. And the girl behind him was Kimora herself. And the worse part about it, she was putting on an academy award performance trying to look innocent and shit. Then out of nowhere, Solo punches me in the face and we began to rumble… for under a minute as I knocked him the fuck out. When I looked up to find for my ex, she was long gone.

She's lucky Carmen wasn't there with me or she would've gotten fucked up.

A month in, I was undefeated, took back clubs, got a hot girlfriend, and earning the respect of my comrades (except for Sticky that is), but we were still losing out to Crow, so D-Mob decided to try, and have Blaze take down Crow's top fighter, Crack, but in the end, it was all for nothing as Blaze fell to the Puerto Rican bulldozer.

Later on, I faced off, and beat the turncoat, WC in Crow's spot, the Red Room. During the post-fight celebration with my crew, Crow came up to us, and proposed a winner takes all fight for supremacy, and the loser would "go to Jersey".

I'm letting the labels know that Jersey City is gifted (dog)

When they didn't know that Jersey City existed, but it's cool dog
Certain cats in Jersey City so hateful (Hateful)
And certain cats in Jersey City ain't grateful (Ain't grateful)

Obviously, Crow chose Crack, but surprisingly, D-Mob chose me.

All they say is I don't chill anymore
Ever since I got signed they don't think I'm real anymore

Sticky was pissed off, and threw a hissy fit about not being picked as he was the one that encourage the fight in the first place, but D-Mob gave the ball to me, and I'm damn sure was not about to drop it.

No one thought I could win. Everyone thought I was going to get slaughtered, but when the smoke cleared, and the dust was settled, in the hellish fight, I pulled out the upset, and defeated Crack.

At first, I thought the war was over, and sent Crow packing, but I was wrong, dead wrong.

See 'em often while we walking I'll show you the drug dealers
and some dudes that hate me word on the streets is they real killers dog

Later that night, while D-Mob, Blaze, and I were celebrating in the limo, a car drove by, and started shooting at us.

Where was the hate back when I wasn't on my feet

An alcoholic, school dropout, just a bum on the street

The driver swirled, and crashed into a pole, without thinking, my dumbass decided to chase after armed men without any heat down the subway.

Where was the hate during my adolescence
Back when that psychiatrist was trying hard to get me on immanic depression so man

Trejo shot at me, but I dodged it in time, and it didn't intimidate me as I tried to stop them, but I was too late as they got on the train, but I was shocked when I discovered Sticky joined up with Crow, and motioned me to turn around, and when I did, there was an Uzi pointing between my eyes as Trejo pulled the trigger…fortunately he ran out of bullets as I began to whoop his ass. But when I gave him my last blow, it sent him flying to the tracks, and unfortunately for Trejo, there was a train coming, and you can probably guess what happened next.

I don't recall none of this happenin' back then
And I don't understand I was still rappin' back then

When I came back from the subway, I realized that D-Mob was shot, and Blaze was injured from the crash.

Because of D-Mob's condition, we were forced to leave him behind as the cops showed up.

All I thought about was killing Crow, and that disloyal, fool-ass, bitch-made punk Sticky, but I got to thank Blaze for having the cooler head in the situation.

No wonder Blaze was the Major Advisor.

Crow thought without D-Mob, the crew would self-destruct, but all he did was add fuel to the fire.

One by one, I was taking down his fighters, and his clubs. Hell, I even won three tournaments including The Source magazine team tournament with the crew's newest member, O.E..

Not to mention Doc made a $10,000 bet with me on how many clubs we could win (in which I won of course).

During that time, Crow had the nerve to offer me a spot in his crew.

Is he fucking stupid?

After trying kill me?

That made whooping Crow's ass that much sweeter.

I'm told I shouldn't be alone cause I'm a star in my hood
Something might happen now, they know who you are in the hood, they do

After winning another club, I got jumped by Crow, Magic, and Sticky in my crib. At first I thought they were going to kill me, but instead Crow tries to persuade me to join up with him again. I told him no, but then he pulls out a handful of black hair, and says:

"What? You don't recognize your girl's hair when you see it?"

That son of a bitch kidnapped Carmen!

Crow told me she was ok but if I don't fight for him, she's good as dead.

… I had no choice but to be Crow's manservant.

So I can't tell you how I feel anymore
Ever since I got signed I can't tell what's real anymore, you feelin' me dog

It made me sick to my stomach to betray Blaze like this, but if it meant saving Carmen's life, I'll learn to live with it… eventually.

Within two weeks, I retook all of the clubs I earned on D-Mob's crew for Crow. Except for one – D-Mob's Club 357 against their last offence, Doc.

As I headed to the ring ignoring all the glares I was getting from the fighters, Blaze stopped me, and demanded to know why I was doing this. I couldn't even look him in the eye as I knew it would be a dead giveaway. After I didn't give him an answer, Blaze snatched the pendant D-Mob gave me back at the limo off my neck leaving me alone in misery.

After I defeated Doc, just when I thought I was done, Crow asked me to do one more job, and with my situation, I had to agree.

So when Crack and WC rode me all the way down to Hunt Point's Scrapyard, and I was wondering what the hell we're doing out here, and when I got out of the car, that's when I saw it; Magic beating down a bloody, beaten Blaze with a bat.

Then Magic hands me the bat and told me to kill him.

No matter how much I was thinking about saving Carmen, I just couldn't do it.

That was when I knocked out WC with the bat, and got into a tag fight with Blaze against Crack, and Magic.

After beating them, Magic told me that they weren't planning to keep Carmen alive, and that she's being held up at the Red Hook Tire building.

I took their car, and drove like a bat out of a hell.

Luckily there weren't a lot of cars driving that late so I made it there in no time.

When I got into the building, I found Carmen tied to a chair and Sticky with a gasoline tank.

Then after Sticky made his speech about wanting to fight me all this time (seriously all he had to do was ask, not kidnap my girlfriend), pulls out a lighter, drops it on the floor, and the flames suddenly surrounded us like a ring of fire.

Exactly - it was a ring of fire.

To me, that was hands down the most nerve-wrecking fight I ever engaged in, but I wouldn't give that bastard the satisfaction of walking out of there alive, and after tossing him to the flames, Sticky was no more.

By the time I got Carmen out of the burning building, she inhaled too much smoke, and lost consciousness.

"This has gotten way out of hand."

You damn right it did, Blaze.

With the fire department (as well as police and civilians) coming our way, we left Carmen behind headed to Crow's headquarters to confront him once, and for all.

During the drive, called the crew and told them the whole story about why I betrayed them - clearing my name.

When we arrived, Crow and company were out front. Crack and WC (A/N: he's such a turncoat) decides to leave Crow to join up with us in an all-out brawl but Crow ran away into his headquarters and I followed him.

When I made it up the top floor into Crow's office, I was thinking about how I had him all to myself even despite of all the pain I was in from the other fights, no one harms my girl, and lives to tell the tale, but I was interrupted when Magic pointed a gun to my head.

Great.

But lucky for me, Magic disobeyed Crow's orders, and handed me the gun instead.

It was almost funny seeing how pathetic Crow was begging for his life, so I pulled the trigger, emptying the chamber…on the walls.

Crow wasn't worth it anymore. Crow is nothing but garbage… but it was a mistake as that bastard stabbed me in the back - literally.

Now I understood. Crow was one guy who should never be spared.

Tried to kill me.

Tried to kill D-Mob.

Tried to kill Blaze.

Kidnapping Carmen.

And I tried to spare his life?

Those were my thoughts when I sent him flying out of the window as Crow pummeled to his death.

Blaze showed up in the office to tell me that the cops were coming as I heard the sirens getting closer, but before he did, he gave me back the pendant he took earlier. When Blaze told me to bail, I decided to stay back for awhile, and catch up to him later. While I looked up at the sky, there was one person I wanted to see, scratch that, the one person I needed to see. I escaped without being seen by the cops, got my ride back (A/N: the customized Cadillac Escalade he won from the team tournament), and headed for the orphanage.

Why?

'Cause it's where my son lives – my seven year old son, Avon.

So I got to ride with a gun
From trying to get my mom and pop up out of the slums and provide for my son

He's the reason why I did all this.

… You're probably wondering how the hell that happened. Well, I'm going to make this short, and sweet – when I was nine years old, I had sex with my 4th grade teacher. It lasted for three months until we were caught. We were never protected and when she was arrested, she was revealed to be pregnant with my child.

If you met my baby moms would you notice
If she was ready for a child or if her ass had an alterial motiv

Nine months later, Avon Watts was born, and the woman avoided jail time by receiving probation, wanting nothing to do with our son. When my mother found out about it, who was drunk at the time – actually she was drunk all the time, but anyways, when she was informed about the affair, she hit me with a right hook, knocking me flat on my back, proceeded to beat the hell out of me until I passed out from the pain, and physically threw me out of the house in broad daylight. And to tell you the truth… that wasn't even the worse beating I ever gotten from her, but it would be the last.

She was arrested and sentenced ten years for child abuse. She committed suicide within the first week of her sentence.

Since then, Avon, and I were sent to foster home to foster home to foster home until two years ago when we became untouchable.

Then there's the bullshit that's been talked about me from child services to assholes who don't know jack-shit, judging me at every turn. And I'm not going even mention all the therapy I had to go through to convince everyone that being molested at school, abused at home, and sacrificing my childhood didn't make me 'emotionally unstable'.

*sigh* Life's a cruel bitch.

But despite my struggles in raising him, I love Avon with all my heart. Whenever the pressure feel to be too much, his smile would always keeps me going. He's smart (sometimes too much for his own good), talented, full of energy (too much sugar if you ask me), and despite all the misfortune that came upon him, my little man stayed strong through it all. Also, at the age of six, he got trained at Stapleton Athletics and learned martial arts.

That's right; he's been trained longer than I have.

When I told Avon that I'll be going away to be a fighter, his face bright up like a Christmas tree. *sigh* If he only knew what was I getting myself into.

During that time, I couldn't contact him at all because I wanted to keep him in the dark as much as possible because I foolishly jumped the gun in telling him want I'm be doing and Avon had to endure a lot of things without me around.

I missed him so much…

So you can imagine the expression Carmen wore when she came home to find a little boy who looks like me, eating Frosted Flakes.

I had a lot of explaining to do...

Cause she would hold me so tight when I was ready to relapse
Tell me to relax, I ain't know no better straight out of rehab

Bottom line I was lonesome
But we was wrong for each other, Angie I grown some

After Crow's death, the circuit started to do a series of one-night tournament extravaganzas with huge paydays.

Got bigger issues, if you went to Def Jam would you notice
If they was out for my best interest or do they just see a dollar in Joseph? (Ugh)
Guess I ain't sure how I feel anymore
Ever since I got signed I can't tell what's real anymore

Meanwhile, D-Mob challenged me to a fight at the Hunt's Point Scrapyard around after hours, and in the matter of eighty-two seconds, I beat my boss.

I mean them same record execs that wanted me in
Don't care that I'm the next nigga, they just wanna see spins I swear
Guess I ain't sure how I feel anymore
Ever since I got signed I can't tell what's real anymore, you feelin' me dog

Then after winning a three-way free-for-all tournament at Club Murder and being declared a legend, I decided to leave the underground circuit forever.

It was over. It was all over.

I won ninety-five fights (A/N: the total of fights you get in story mode), never tasting defeat, seven tournament victories, and winning more than half a million dollars in high-stakes fighting.

But now what?

It sucks to leave Blaze and the others, but not everyone was happy that I killed Crow, and after 'kidnapping' my son, the cops were closing in on me. Needless to say, I was public enemy #1.

Then suddenly, there was a solution, a day before my last fight, I was watching TV, and saw a commercial about the Death Weapon Meister Academy, and that's when I thought about it. With the cops having no jurisdiction to Death City, it was the the perfect getaway.

I always wanted to leave the projects and now I have no excuse.

After talking it over with Avon and Carmen, we were on our way to a city that is in the middle of the fucking desert in my Escalade that's famous for a military base that acquires teenage soldiers to go around the world fighting killers, monsters, and witches for little pay then eating their very souls to become Death Scythes.

… This is going to be interesting.

Come and take a walk with me...
I need all of y'all to come and take a walk with me...
I need for all of y'all to feel what I'm going through
And see what I see, if you got time to take a walk with me
Wait a minute now...
Shit ain't like I thought it would be
Come to Jersey from New York with me
I know you busy...
But take the time out to walk with me
Pay attention on this tour with me
Maybe I'm seeing something wrong
Come along and make sure with me
Come and take a short walk with me

Def Jam/Soul Eater

Author Notes: Hero's Casual Appearance

Height: 6'4"

Weight: 204

Age: 17

Race: Afro-American

From: Staten Island, New York

Fighting Style(s): Wrestling, Kickboxing, Streetfighting

Size: Large

Haircut: Black Bald Fade

Eyes: Silver

Ears: Wide

-White Def Jam U. s/s Striped Rugby Polo Shirt

-Blue Enyce 5 Pocket Jeans

-White Reebok Athletic Shoes

-White Def Jam U Wool Baseball Cap (Tilted to the Right)

-Silver Vendetta "V" Chain

-Black Shibusen Bracelet (Right Wrist; Explained in Next Chapter)

-White Ecko Bricktop Watch (Left Wrist)

-Tribal 1 Tattoos on Right Forearm (Level 3) and Back (Level 3)

-Tribal 2 Tattoo on Left Bicep (Level 1)

Avon Watts' Casual Appearance

Age: 7

Race: Afro-American

From: Staten Island, New York

Fighting Style(s): Martial Arts

Size: Small

Haircut: Black Parted Cornrows

Eyes: Silver

Ears: Wide

-Red Short Sleeve Button-Up Shirt Opened with White T-Shirt

-Faded Blue Baggy Stonewash Jeans

-Red Classic Low-Cut Shoes

-Red/White Rocawear Logo Visor

-Red/White/Red Rocawear Logo Forearm Band (Left)

-Silver Dog Tag Chain

Why did I make the character a Dad? Simply 'cause I wanted to do something different.

In my opinion, the timeline for DJFFNY story mode (adding the extra fights) lasted for a total of five months.

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