Hatsunefangirl: Hello, everyone~! It's the ever random me –again- trying to write yet another story. This time, this is no oneshot. Papermoon, do me the favor.

Papermoon: *sigh* Whatever. Hatsunefangirl does not own Soul Eater, got it?

Hatsunefangirl: Well, while I put some life to Papermoon, why don't you guys enjoy the story. Hope no one gets offended. A little author's note though, this is somewhat around the time of old when kings and queens used to rule the land.

Chapter 1: Her past, her present (prologue)

A woman with black hair came running through the hall, having a worried expression on her face. Behind her was a man with red hair and a similar worried face as her.

"Please Kami, don't give up now."

They both entered a room filled with nurses hovered over a woman with short blonde hair. Her emerald green eyes fixed themselves on the two new arrivals. She forced herself to smile but her eyes showed agony and pain.

The red-headed man scurried himself to the woman's side. He gently picked her free hand and squeezed it tightly. "You need to go. I-" the woman started politely but felt something crack.

A nurse led Spirit Albarn out the door only to let him hear a loud piercing scream.

He waited and waited. Finally a nurse came out, holding a small baby wrapped in a huge cloth. Spirit looked at her hopefully. She just turned her head and shook her head sadly.

Spirit couldn't believe this. His beloved queen was…

"…dead?"

18 years later, King Spirit's daughter had grown up into someone beautiful, friendly, kind and generous unlike her cruel stepmother.

Everyone in the kingdom adored Maka, as she was named, as their princess; though they couldn't say the same for their new queen.

Princess Maka was walking around the town square, hoping to find some fresh ingredients for the maids to cook with. Now, she wasn't forced to do this, but it was the best way to escape her cruel stepmother and somewhat ignorant father.

Making sure she was covered by her usual black cloak and hood. Her father would scold her for going out the gates; after all he had guards all over the kingdom.

"Good morning, Miss Albarn." Maka turned to see the butcher giving her a warm smile.

"Good morning." Maka returned the smile.

"I see you're trying to escape your stepmother again."

Maka jumped. She calmed herself down and saw that it was the baker, giving her another warm smile.

She laughed. Oh how everyone knew her well. The people in the town square were kind enough to keep her secret to themselves. Hoping she doesn't get in trouble with her father.

"My dear, you're father will eventually know one way or another." A passer-by woman told her worriedly. "Or worse."

Maka shivered at the thought of her stepmom having something to blackmail her with. "Oh, gosh I hope not."

The woman had to agree. Even she wouldn't want that to happen.

Maka's feet had wandered along with her mind. Could her stepmother really find out about her sneaking out? She looked around. She only saw the children playing in the fields

Maka was too lost in thought to notice a woman in maid's uniform came running to her. "Princess… Maka…" she panted.

Maka faced the maid, "Yes?"

"Your father has been looking for you. I really need you to come back to the castle."

Maka sighed. Her luck has just ran out. "Is he really in need of me?"

The maid nodded. Maka sighed again and followed her. "Alright."

Maka snuck in through the same place she snuck out. Through a hidden tunnel which had a winding maze leading to the village from the castle's library, in which a hidden compartment was concealed.

The maid left her be, letting her take the tunnel while the maid brought the bought items to the castle.

Lucky for Maka, being the smart bookworm that she was, easily found her way out of the winding maze. Looking back, before exiting, seeing the warning sign that told of the somehow troublesome maze.

After dusting and changing into finer clothes, so as not to make her parents –most especially her stepmother- suspicious.

She popped her head out of her room door, only to find the maid's trying to calm her father.

"But this is the only place I haven't searched. She must have locked herself in her room again, hasn't she?" her father exclaimed at the maids.

"Please, your highness," the maids pleaded. "she will eventually come out. Please do not fret."

"So… she hasn't come out yet, has she?" Medusa walked in, talking in a sly manner. Every person turned to look at the new queen, some maids trying to hide their disgust at her.

Spirit immediately went silent. He too, was afraid of his own new… wife…

Don't blame him, really. He could not find anything else. After the death of Kami Albarn, their kingdom was somehow at war with the kingdom of Soul. He didn't know why though, they were suddenly attacked by warriors wearing the same attire as of those who were in the Soul army.

Now, in that time, Medusa was a daughter of a very rich noble (an evil noble) and the said noble proposed the idea of the king marrying his daughter. Spirit did so, thinking that it would be the best for his kingdom… and his daughter.

"Please do not blame the maids, mother."

All eyes turned to the princess, standing tall and fearless; her green eyes filled with determination, as if trying to defy her mother's statement.

Medusa's eyes narrowed at the sight of her stepdaughter. With a 'hmph' she turned her back and left.

The maids were relieved to see Maka well and safe inside the castle.

Spirit Albarn shooed the maids away, stating that he needs to talk to Maka… alone!

Maka huffed. "Please tell me you're not gonna get married again, are you?"

Maka merely despised her father for the fact that he remarried again. A normal person would understand, minus the fact that Medusa's father was an evil noble, but Maka was as stubborn as a rock when it came to this, she felt like her father was cheating on her own mother, for he felt no guilt of remarrying… or so she thought.

"Maka… please be reasonable. I'm sure you would do the same thing if you were in my shoes." Spirit sighed. "Just listen to what I have to say, please." He pleaded.

Maka nodded. Whatever it was, she hoped it wasn't another of his convincing to find a suitor.

Hatsunefangirl: Alright, it's yet another of my stories and I'm really hoping nobody is offended. If I get good reviews in this, I might continue. Look I'm really sorry if somebody is offended. And, nope, this is no engagement story.

Papermoon: Okay, I don't know what her deal is, but we hope you guys review. Anyway, if it sucks, say so and with a reason. That way, we'll know what bugs you about the story.

Hatsunefangirl: So… umm, I based this off on one of the stories I made when I was 8. I really hope you guys enjoyed the story. Until next chap.