Hello everyone. This is my first Soul Eater fanfic. So, this prologue is really short.I promise the actual chapters won't be too short. I probably will only update once a weekish. Please R&R!
Discalaimer: Nope, I don't own Soul Eater. Not yet, anyway. When I take over the world... we'll talk.
Prologue
Maka's POV
"Soul?" I asked, looking for him in the hospital. "Soul?" I repeated.
I began to panic as I looked for him. Where could the idiot be? Why would he even leave his room in the first place? Leave it to him to sneak out when I had to go to the bathroom…
Where was he, though? It was nagging on me to find him. I had a bad feeling about the situation. "Soul?" I asked again, my voice wavering slightly. I couldn't sense his wavelength anywhere.
After two hours of searching, I couldn't find him anywhere. I got the others involved in looking, too. Nobody could find him. When we all got back to Soul's hospital room, I collapsed on the bed. "That idiot," I said, trying to hide my true fears and bad feelings.
"Maybe he couldn't handle being around my godly power!" Black*Star laughed.
"MAKA CHOP!"
Black*Star gently rubbed his now sore head. "What was that for?"
"Oh, come on. We have a real problem here. In the condition Soul was in, it could be bad if he passes out in the middle of the street or something. We have to find him. Black*Star and Tsubaki, you keep looking around the DWMA. Kid, Liz, Patty, since you're the fastest, you search the city. I'll go back to our flat and see if he's there. He can't have gone too far."
Everyone nodded. "If he's really just watching some lame show on your TV at home, I'm going to laugh in your face, Maka," Black*Star warned mockingly.
"Don't make me Maka Chop you again."
"Maka, I'm sure he's fine," Tsubaki said reassuringly. She gave me a hug that I kind of needed.
"Yeah," Liz said. "I'm sure he is just back at your flat watching TV. Knowing him…" she trailed off.
Kid stayed silent, which didn't go unnoticed by Maka. "Kid?" I asked.
"Hm? Oh, sorry. I was just thinking. Is there any chance it could be connected to the Kishin? He did have black blood in him, after all. That kind of madness doesn't just vanish."
"I don't know," I sighed. "Let's just go."
:':':':'
When I got back to the apartment I shared with Soul, to say I was shocked would be an enormous understatement. I was shell-shocked, frozen with fear, and overwhelmingly depressed. The door was open. Windows were smashed. Blood was everywhere. I was terrified at what I'd find when I walked inside.
There clearly had been a fight. Soul wasn't anywhere to be found, though. The table had been caved in, like someone landed on it. The couch was practically destroyed. I ran to his room. When I opened the door, I was expecting an even greater mess, but it had been left untouched. I felt a tear slide down my cheek as I collapsed on the floor, still holding the doorknob.
"Soul, where are you?"
I'm curious. What did you think? I don't think I made the characters too OOC, but if I did, let me know. Anyway, review, please!