DEATH CITY

(A/N: I don't own anything except the main character. The creator if silent ponyville, I love your stories. so, this is based off of it. Also, I don't own Soul Eater or Teen Titans)

Chapter 1: Nightmares

"NO!" Rachala shot up from her bed, eyes wide in terror. Sweat trickled down her face, her breathing shaky. "I-I" Her body jerked, tears blurred her vision. Her heart pounded against her chest, as if it was going to burst. Violet hair and pale grey skin was beside her. Rachala took a blurred glance at her tomb-like alarm clock. 'It's only 2:00 am...Nowhere close to 8:30.'Rachala felt like crying harder, too tired to sleep. The cursed nightmare replayed the images of the retched dream she had just slept through in her mind. She hated no sleeping, yet she couldn't.

"Hey, you okay?"

Despite she could barely see, she knew that voice. It belong to her older sister Raven, or Rae, asked her. Rachala could only manage a small whimper as Raven went to hold her younger sister, trying to tell her that it would be alright. "This has been going on for a month now Rachy." Raven couldn't help the small break in her voice. "No..." Rachala murmured over and over. Before Raven knew I, her sister was asleep. Raven, however, couldn't go back to sleep. Instead, she quietly left their room, going outside to call a certain individual for help.

Rachala shot up once more, screaming. But, to her surprise, Raven wasn't coming nor by her. This one, was even worse. Her childhood friend, Soul, was kill painfully. Not wanting to go back to sleep, she cried. The next day, Rachala looked in their mirror. Her once bright blue eyes were dull, colorless, faded. Her once mocha-colored skin looked like a deathly pale white. Her White, silk-like long hair was disheveled, matted, uncombed. There were bags under her eyes, due to lack of sleep.

"Rachy? Come on, we need to go." Raven, who didn't look better, said, beckoning her sister towards her. "O-ok-okay." Numbly, she followed her sister. They left, only to realize where they were going. 'Father's home?' Rachala looked at her sister, who was still holding her. Rachala was never expecting to see this place. Not yet...

(A/N: So? Sorry its short. Though I am slow, not a good writer, please keep the mean comments to yourselves. Instead, tell me how to improve it.)

/outofsouls