In almost evey fairy tale or story there is usally a hero or heroine. Sometimes both. As it is normally seen such fairy tales are planed out. The prince meets the princess. Or a boy and girl fall in love but have problems to face. Even ones where a bold knight has to save a dansil in distress.
The thing is, this farly tale is different. I'm not sure if you really want to call it a fairy tale. Well guess those things have to be found out. But I do relise something, what if we have a young girl or so called dansil in distress but doesnt want help from her so called knight in shining amor? What happens when she acually doesnt care about this 'knight' and really, just doesnt want anything to do with him?
Theres another problem, if you chose to call it that. What happens when the young boy also known for being, or trying to be, the knight has a problem forgetting this girl? Also how can things play out when he finds out that she will soon be appearing in his life for a bit? Well... lets go and see how this turns out shall we?
Maka's POV:
When I was a young girl my mother would read me a bunch of different fairy tales. I loved them, till I grew up. Then I relised they were all a joke. They were all fake and wouldnt come true. Its funny, I can still remeber being a child and dreaming of my fairy tale. how a handsom knight would come and take me away and we would live happily ever after. One problem, happily ever after, doesnt exsit. How we all wish it did.
It didnt help that I lived alone, did all the chores, cook, and keep up with my school work. I'm always so tired at the end of the day. Doesnt help that my overly attached father keeps begging me to forgive him. I wont because he cheated on my mother several times and made her leave. She just packed up and left. I couldnt take it, everyday he came home with a new girl. So I left. I barily have friends. I'm fine with it though, im not living in a fairy tale. They dont exsit remeber?
Soul's POV:
Life seemed pretty good. I mean I was son of a rich family, I went to a great school, has a bunch of friends, and girls begging to go out with me. I didnt have to do much around the house. I had both my parents and a older brother. Yeah they can be a pain sometimes but their not that bad. My brother is a music prodigey, I am too. I dont really fall into many problems but sometimes I do. I'm looked at as a 'cool' kinda guys. Guess thats true. But there are a few times I feel totally 'uncool'.
Maka's POV:
"Geek out of my way!" A girl shouted at me. It was like this alot. I did have a friend who helped me with these problems. Her name was Crona. (sorry if you dont like Crona as a girl) He was so shy and sweet. He became the new kid and he was picked on. So i became friends with him. but one day he told me he was switching schools, I was heartbroken. One of my only friends left. Again I was pushed out of the way by a group.
I slowly pulled myself to my feet and walked to class ignoring the snickers and laughs about my busted lip from falling in the hall. I sat and stared at the borad. Usally I would read but I didnt feel like it. The teacher came in.
"Good morning class." He said bluntly. "Oh and Maka Albarn come with me" I got up and followed him. I swore I heard laughing.
'great what do they think I did this time..' I thought. Of couse if I got in trouble it wouldnt be my fault. I sometimes got blamed for other stupid stuff done by other students.
"Maka I was told to give this to you, Its a scolar ship to DWMA. I asume you know of it?" He asked. I nodded. Me? I got a scolar ship offer from there? That was so kids with a lot more money than other kids. It was a really good school too. I couldn't believe it, I might go to DWMA!
I slowly opened the letter as the teacher left me in the hall to read it.
Dear miss Albarn,
I have heard alot about your grades and scores. I've even checked them myself and was impressed. I would love to honor you to a scolar ship to DWMA. It would be wonderful to have someone with your skills and talents. Please do think about it.
~Lord Death
After that I decided already, I was going to the DWMA.
Soul's POV:
I rode my bike to school. Hoping off I parked it and went towards the school.
"Yo Soul!" My blue-haired frined Blackstar came running up. With a close Tsubaski behind.
"Moring Soul" Tsubaski smiled. I grined back as my way of saying moring.
Then here comes Kid with the twins Liz and Patty.
"Good morning" Kid greeted.
We heard the bell and hurried to class. It was just another boring day really. No homework today. That was a plus. After school we all went to Blackstar's to hang.
"Ohhh sissy can we tell them?" Patty sqealed.
"Tell us what?" Tsubaski asked.
"Oh we're getting a new student apparently." Liz said.
"How'd you figure that out?" I asked.
"My father told me." Kid said. Oh yeah his father was the principle and Kid was his son.
About another hour passed and I decided to go home. I was walking since before we went to Blackstar's I stoped and parked my bike at home.
Maka's POV:
I was walking home from work. I worked in this kinda cafe. Well it was fine with me. As I turned a corner I started to walk by a alley when I was pushed into it.
"Owww!" I said tring to get into a sitting position.
"Now whats a pretty little thing like you doing out here?" A creepy man asked.
"Going home." I answered. i knew I had to be careful. But if things got worse I knew how to fight. Really well too.
The man smirked and pulled me up pinning me against a wall. "Well you seem lost. Wanna come to my place its closer." He smirked. I tried to get out of his grasp.
"Let me go!" I hissed at him. Apparently amusing him because he laughed. "I said let go!" I pratically screamed kicking him. Making him let go.
"Fine brat, we'll do this the hard way." He growled grabing my leg as I tried to run. I fell forward. He picked me up slapping my face. I felt a slight sting as I struggled again. He threw me to the ground steping on my back. I heard a slight crack. It hurt but not to bad. He grabed one of my pig tails slamming me back against a wall. His fist made contanct with me face. Man it hurt like hell. My lip busted open again and I could tell I could have a slight brusie on my cheek. I gave myself a pathetic smile to myself. You see this would be the part where things would get better in a fairy tale.
Soul's POV:
I heard fighting in the distance on my way home. It sounded like it was coming from an alley. I didnt want to get into anything but I was curous. Well I guess if something did happen thats its true that curosity did kill the cat. I quickly peeked down the alley to see a man beating a young girl about my age. I was about to step in to try to help when I saw the girl slowly stand. You could tell the man was confused. I didnt get a look at her eyes but I could tell they had a look of anger mixed with determination.
"I said, leave me alone!" The girl yelled swinging her leg up hitting the guy in the head. She then used the same foot to kick him the the guts as he fell uncontous. The gir fell to her knees sighing. I could swear a saw a sligh tear roll down her cheek.
I stepped into the alley walking to her.
"You ok?" I asked still shocked. She looked at me. I got a good look at her eyes now. They were forest green and held a lot of emotion.
"Im fine." She said giving me a blank face. I offered her a hand thinking she would take it. She just looked away from me and stood up herself ignoring my hand.
"Do you want me to take you home?" I asked thinking she would acually take this offer after what just happened.
"No im fine." She answered bluntly. She left leaving me there for a few minutes or so surprised.
Maka's POV:
That guy. How long did he watch? I couldnt believe it. My mind thought back to the stories my mom told me when I was a kid. About the prince showing up to help the princess. That seemed to just happen. He showed up and offered me his hand and to take me home. But thats crazy! Fairy tales arn't real and cant be! I refuse to believe it! I told myself they werent real. Happily ever afters dont exsit. No ones life is a fairy tale and the girls in the stories dont count. They were just made up so little kids would believe and dream in them. But didnt the parents understand? Didnt they know that one day that their child would grow up and figure out fairy tales weren't real? I didnt understand it. But what happened seemed like something from one of those stories. No, it couldn't be.