Hey guys SOOOOO Yeah here is the prologue to the new story I'm making. I still trying to figure out what I'm going to do for the sequel of The Way I Loved You. Which means yeah I will be doing two stories but it will probably be a while before I post the sequel. But thank you for taking the time and reading another one of my stories and if your new to my work WELCOME! YOUR VIEW IS APPRECIATED IF YOU LIKE ME CHECK OUT MY OTHER STORY THAT I WILL SOON BE FINISHED WITH (sorry for the wait my other readers). This story with be rated Mature like I originally said so if you're not sure about reading it, you don't have to but I would appreciate it if you did. Well That's it.

Enjoy the Story (^_^)

I don't own Soul Eater

Welcome to Death City. Where madness and evil lurk in every shadow. At night people lock their doors hoping the demons won't come and take their souls. Even some of the bravest souls who venture into the night are found with their bodies torn apart and faces showing horrid expressions. But the people of the town know what killed them. It was the demons,creatures from the demon world who have crept into the human world to torment and kill them. And as they lower yet another casket they wonder what life would be like if there were no demons. But as much as they hated demons, there was always that one that didn't stray off the path of humanity. One who was even named the abomination by both of his kind. Most called him the White Haired Demon but the ones who knew him called him Soul.

On a quite and ominous two women decide to make their way home from a night at the club.

"Hey be careful, Idiot" One girl shouted at her friend who seemed to have had too much to drink and was on the verge of toppling over."Shit, this is so not how I expected my night to go when I brung you along" she huffed as she lifted her friend's arm around her shoulder and continued walking.

"Whhaat you had fun dit you?" she slurred as she stumbled.

"Yea I did until you punched the bartender because he tried to take your tequila and give you water."

"Ish not my fault" She stood up straight, well as straight as a drunk could get, and put a hand to her chest. "I wassh ash sober ash I could get and there wassh nnuffink I - wait wait wait - nuffink he could do 'boutit."

"Just be quiet Jessie and keep walking"She pleaded. Carrying your very drunk friend was not fun in any way you could think of. Right then Jessie decided to become the most stubborn person in the world and stop moving. "Jessie get up we have to go home."

"No 'm tired." And to prove a point she sat crossed legged on the ground.

"Come on. I'm not playing around anymore we have to go. I don`t like being out here at night."she pleaded while trying to pull her friend off the ground.

"No why do I havta go home and dat man gesh to stay up"

"What are you talking about? What man?"she asked. Jessie pointed in front of her to a man in a hoodie that masked his face walking towards them.

"Hello Ladies, what are you doing out so late on this fine evening. Don't you know its dangerous at night. There demons just waiting to eat you" The man began to walk up to them.

"Actually we're on our way home."she turned back to Jessie to try to get her to come on. 'Fuck she's asleep' she thought.

"Why you in such a hurry, you can stay here with me"the man's voice became slightly demonic. She looked up and realized that his eyes were red and a long serpent-like tongue came out his mouth as he licked his lips. The woman screamed and wrapped her friend's arm around her neck. She began to drag her friend away as fast as she could even though she knew it was hopeless with her friend asleep like this. All the while the man was walking behind her taunting her. "Your efforts are futile. You should just leave her and run but know that when her face is shown on the news as the next victim, it was your fault." he began to cackle. The woman tried to run in an alleyway and hide but when she turned down one she realized it was a dead-end. "No where to go huh. You should have left her. Now you too will satisfy my appetite. But I think first I want to play with my food." The demon lunged at the woman and began stripping her off her clothing. She screamed as its tongue licked her jaw. "Yum you taste delici-" A shot rang out and the demon backed away from the woman, holding his mouth as blood seeped out. The demon looked to the ground and saw it`s tongue squirming. The demon howled.

A man landed on the ground from above. The woman widened her eyes in awe. The man wore red jeans with a belt that had a Skull buckle that seemed to hang loosely on his hips. His sneakers were a mixture of yellow and white with black zigzags on the soles of them. He was shirt less. On his chest and were tattoos of music notes and on his back there were two weapons tattooed. There was a scythe that was black and red, with the two colors separated by a zig-zagged line going along the blade. Next to the blade is a prominent decor in the shape of an elliptical red-eye with a black pupil, framed by a dark grey outline with a line extending out of the outline at the two points of the eye. Below the eye is a triangular zig-zagged pattern, split with the colors dark and grey and light grey. A slight extension, a bar with three holes punched through it, is seen next to the eye, opposite to the blade. The other weapon was a long sword with a straight and double-edged blade with the edges being far lighter than the part between them. The blade itself was light blue giving off an angelic feel to it. The tattoos seemed to glow as he breathed. In his hands he held two Terry Tussey custom 45 auto fabricated from a Caspian Arms frame and slide. It had ivory grips carved into it and it was engraved. The engraving pulsed red as if they were alive. (Link to pistols: custom-guns/researchsample_engraved2008)

"I don't think this little lady over here appreciates you licking all over here like that." He lifted an arm and put it behind his head. "I'll count to ten and if you're not gone by then, I'm going to murder your ass."He glared. The demon stood up pain forgotten.

"Your him. That faggot and traitor's son. Soul"

"Hey! My old man my have been a little iffy at times but he was not gay. I would know, my room was next to theirs." He shivered. The demon lunged toward him claws sprouting from his fingers. Soul took it all in stride. His back glowed blue as he summoned his sword. Right before the demon hit his mark, Soul blocked him with his sword and effortlessly pushed the demon off of him knocking it into a wall. Soul raced toward the demon that was scrambling to get up and aimed for his head. The demon jumped out the way before the blade plunged through his skull. The demon began to twitch rapidly and grow twice its size tearing its clothes to pieces. It's skin started erode off its body leaving a skeleton body. As the body stopped decaying, the face seemed to continue to melt. "Ugh man that's disgusting" he said. The demon ran up to him ready to strike but Soul dodged. He then sliced the demons head off it's body. The head itself flew over Soul and in the process it covered Soul in its blood and guts. "Oh come on"he shouted.

"We have found you. Master Asura will have your head" the demon's head hissed. Soul shot the demon's head making it burn to ashes.

"Whatever" he looked over to the woman who had finally woken her friend up. "Hey can I borrow your jacket or something so i can get this gunk off me?" He asked. The girls slowly backed up and then ran screaming as if he was the demon attacking them. "Just great. I save their asses and they can't even bother sparing one jacket so I can wipe my face." He ran a hand through his hair and forgot it was covered in demon blood. "Huh? Fuck It's in my hair wait eww I smell like shit"

Um yeah I didn't really plan this chapter to turn out this way but it did anyway. Whatever it's just the prologue though. Nothin to worry about. Thanks for reading. See Ya Soon.