(Author's Note: Hope you enjoy my new Soul Eater fanfiction. I just love the show, so I thought if I could make a fanfiction about it. Hope you enjoy!)
Disclaimer: I do not own Soul Eater or any of it's characters.
"Soul and Maka Meet"
By: Arlina'Harris
Edited By: Le Me Ryu
Chapter 1: Soul is a Weapon?
Soul's POV
I listen to my brother as he plays on his beautiful violin. Even though I was called a genius, i was nothing compared to him. I would forever live in his shadow. The crowd clapped and it was my turn to play. My family had been invited to Lord Death's party. I walked up to the grand piano and played. It was a slow, but happy tune. So unlike myself. The song was over in a few minutes and I revived a round of applause. I could hear their hushed whispers about how well I had played.
Later on at the party, while talking to my brother, I got very infuriated and my arm turned into a blade. Everyone around me froze gaping with shock and terror. I was slightly confused as to why I had a blade for an arm.
"Well look at that," Wes said. "It seems we have a weapon in the Evans family. Who would have thought?"
After the party my brother explained everything about the Death Weapon Meister Academy.
"The DWMA is a school for weapons, like you, and Meisters to train and become partners. Weapons are humans that can transform into weapons. Meisters are humans that can wield weapons. In order for a weapon and meister to become partners they must have compatible wavelengths. You can find out more on your own. Although its curios how you, someone with no weapon blood, could transform. Hmm"
After my chat with Wes, I sat in my room to think. I knew my parents, being the well known Evans family musicians, would never allow their son attend the DWMA. It was just to unclassy.
I wanted to escape the life of having to live in my brother's shadow. I always had. Only I never had anywhere to escape to. But when I found out about the DWMA it was almost as if life was giving me my only chance to run. I decided that I would run away from home. Run away to the Academy.
