A/N hope it's not too OOC but i think it was a great story. Okay yes, truthfully i find it a bit OOC but not too much. if maka and soul didnt meet. Soul probably would be some rich kid, playing the piano, jealouse of become better than his older brother, and has a rebelious streak. and maka would've been some girl in poverty, studies hard, gets bullied for being a nerd and poor and who hates men because of her father's constant womanizing. Anyways please give it a chance. read and review. this story will not be a continuation of the anime or manga. everybody is strangers and fates are not the same as before. so again read and review. now on with the story:
Prologue: I remember like it was yesterday. The bloodshed, the tainted thoughts and visions of gore as well as slaughter. And before I even realized I had killed them with my own two hands. Then there was a beautiful prince who shared one of my only names, Murderer.
Two brothers, dark and light and a girl who sworn a life as a male aswell.
Once a pure angel has sinned it falls from grace and loses its light and becomes just another snowflake in the sand.
Maka's Pov
I hated men as much as the heavens hates hell. I'll never forget the wrong doings of that one man behind my parents death I thought cursing under my breath as I walked farther into the sandy desert without thinking of the moon that shun happily over me.
Nobody cared, They might say they do but it's all lies. They don't even look at me and they talk behind my back. I could almost hear the voices in my head " look at that it's him again the child's whose parents abandoned him to kiss royal ass for money. They have no shame. " They said. " and did you see the child itself? He goes around begging for money even after his parents are already doing that I think I even saw him doing that prostitution business just like his mother. No shame I tell ya"
I cried harder. Have they no sympathy for an orphan. Can't they see my heart crying and burning with rage.
" Does anybody care?!" I yelled from the top of my lungs, knowing there would be no answer.
" I do" I heard a voice said from behind me. I turned around and a body collapsed on me.
" I'll care for you if you do the same for me...Always" The stranger whispered. Surprising I listened to him. I was curious about what the future might hold if I was to be able to care for someone the way my parents did for me. But when I awoke it was all like a vivid memory that I hardly recalled. But the last words that kept repeating in my head was " Let's make a deal"
Soul's Pov
For once I heard no rain hitting the stone ground outside or to be greeted with several rocks to my head.
That's right I finally killed him with a clear strike to the heart. For years my blade thirst for the taste of his blood to drip down the edges. I almost wish It didn't get washed away by the rain of sorrow that fell over my head. But the sweet memory was as clear as day. I did kill my brother.
I looked around not remembering where i was but it looked like a poor house. I doubted a pack of mice could survive in this house. The room was dark and cold but i was surprisingly a little too warm. A huge, white blanket was placed around my body and on the floor that made a lazily made and lumpy bed.
The scarf around my head was still neatly placed as i tried to relax until I felt shuffling from under the covers. So I immediately drew my blade. That once drained the blood of my late brother.
I started to tense up when I found hands wrapped around my torso. Small and soft hands that only seemed to belonged to a girl around my age but when I looked under the covers I found out I was dead ass wrong.
But strangely what was more surprising was that something took over my body and the next thing I knew i was...
Maka's Pov
I shivered uncontrollably in my what seemed to be an endless nightmare about the stranger.
I clinged to something warm and comforting. I was filled with little happiness from the warmth. I felt loved and wanted for the first time since the disappearance of my parents.
My eyes fluttered opened to find a huge violation of my personal space. My shirt was half-open and hands worked its way through the rest. I felt powerless as the stranger's kisses consumed me. What is happening?!
He broke away in a shocked quick jerk in a second. A sharp sword was held to my neck in the next.
" What have you done?" the guy yelled with a sweet deep voice.
I gritted my teeth. with tears in my eyes. " Get off of me!" I screamed. "You men are all the same! Dirtying, destroying and ruining everything on your own accord. not even a care of how the other feels. So dont touch me!"i screamed throwing a fit but accidently slipped towards him and pulled down his scarf.
I jerked back with disgust but then looked up at him again ready to scream once more but i couldnt find my voice. it was like he locked it away himself.
I stared at him with completely fascination. I was captivated by his foreign beauty.
He had snow-white, long spider silk strands of hair that fell casually in front of his face but also appeared to go against gravity a bit. He had lit sun-kissed skin. it was even nicer than mine. but what stood out the most were his eyes. A dark mysterious red that seemed to glow in the dark just like the killers who killed my... My body shook as terror came over me.
He was frowning at me" How dare you even utter such a thoughtless words to me" He said trying to cover his face again. I gripped the scarf in my hands tightlyunable to move myself.
He stopped scowling and gazed dangerously at me. The kind of look that would make a person want to throw up with sickness. But this was new to me. I was always more fearsome when it came to weird guys like him. But I couldn't move. I couldnt move even one inch? Why?! Why am i shaking none stop for this one man? This part of the monstrous sex they call male. Disgusting.
And so the process of the crystalized snowflake finally melt into it's the fear of true reality...It begins...
A/N thank you for reading. i hoped you liked it. please review so ihe second chapter.