Her Past

Ok, I have not written a fanfic in several years and just wanted to try writing one again. I have already loved reading them. It is just awesome to see other people's perspectives and ideas. So this is my newest hit at it. I hope people read and like it. Just to let you know. I hate naming things but according to my friend it's better that way so here's my shot at it. PLEASE REVIEW! :D

I love Soul Eater but I do not own it or any characters.

Chapter One

Time to Remember

"Mama? Where are you going? It's so early. You told me you didn't work today. So why are you leaving?"

"Go back to sleep, Sweety. Mama is going out for a morning run. Everything is ok."

She walked out the door without looking back. Quietly, the little girl followed her mother out the door. Her mother's reply was strange to her. Her mother didn't run in the morning. Something felt off to this little girl. Outside, the girl watched as her mother jogged across the street and turned a couple of blocks down. Still in pursuit, the girl quickly caught up with the older woman and watched as her mother entered a park about ten minutes from their home. Staying hidden behind a tree, the girl saw her mother approach a group of rough looking men. The woman showed no fear or anxiety in front of these men, but before she left the house she saw the apprehension in her eyes.

"So you showed," the man standing in front of her mother spoke up.

"Of course, I told you I would."

A smirk donned his expression. "Indeed you did. Now let's get to business. I hear that you have betrayed us. Several of my men are missing and I know that you are the only person who knows of our 'business' and is in a position that could let authorities in on where it's being held. So, either admit to us that you did it or tell us something that proves that you have nothing to do with it."

The girl's mother smirked back. "That's the only evidence you have and you are already threatening me? You heard something. Well, I have no proof that I didn't do it and if I did you wouldn't believe me anyways. So, why waste the effort? And you obviously don't have good enough security if they can't hold up against simple police."

"You bitch! You did do it, didn't you?" The man yelled.

"What if I did? What can you do? I am Lord Death's personal guard. If I go missing, they will come looking for me and they will find you. So, what can you do?"

Proud of her mother's courage, the girl smiled and leaned in closer to get a better view.

"You have a point. So, let's make a deal. You keep working for us doing whatever we tell you. If you don't, well, I think we can figure something for you."

The girl saw the people in the crowd shift and heard some approving comments for the gang.

"What exactly do you plan for me to do?" the mother asked suspiciously.

"Well I've heard of some very specific set of skills you possess. I think we could do with an elimination of a couple of people." A cruel smile set in place on the man's face. It sent a shudder down the girl's spine.

Suddenly, the girl felt a rough tug on her hair. Before she knew it, she was drug by her hair to the man talking to her mother. She looked at her mother with a terrified expression.

"Look what I found boss."

"What do we have here? A future Death guard?"

"Leave her out of this," her mother said forcefully.

The man bent down to get to the girl's height. He softly ran his fingers down her face. Looking up at the woman, he said, "She looks just like you, you know. What should we do with you little girl?"

"Please don't hurt my mama," the girl begged.

"Well, that's up for her to decide."

"She didn't do anything! She's a good mama. Please leave her alone!" the girl screamed.

"Hush!" he yelled at her.

"Leave her alone!"

The man raised his hand and she tensed as she saw it coming down towards her.

"Maka."

"Please no!" Maka screamed.

"Wake up, Maka," Soul said shaking her.

With a jolt, Maka opened her eyes and looked up at Soul. A dream? Shit, of course it was a dream. She wasn't eight anymore.

"Are you ok?" her roommate asked as she sat up.

"Yeah, just a nightmare."

"That seemed like one hell of a nightmare. I could hear you yelling from in my room. You want to talk about it?"

"No, there's nothing to talk about really. I mean it wasn't real," she said.

Soul just shrugged. He knew that once she made up her mind she wouldn't change it. She was stubborn that way. "Well if you change your mind you know where to find me." He stood up and walked out of her room.

Standing up as well, she walked over to her closet and picked out her clothes. As usual, she grabbed her long sleeve button up and mini skirt. After shrugging them on, she went to her dresser and pulled blond her into pigtails.

"I look like shit," she mumbled looking in the mirror. Her usually pale face was even paler and her green eyes were accented with shadows. "Oh well, not much I can do about nightmares."

"Let's go Maka or we're going to be late," Soul yelled from their living room.

The blond girl ran out of her room and followed her roommate out the door. The walk to school was quiet and she didn't pay much attention in her classes. She couldn't shake her dream. She had lied to Soul when she said that it wasn't real. The event that happened was very real. She was eight when she followed her mother out to that park that morning. It was the most terrifying thing that has ever happened to her. Her mother is gone now because of it. Not dead, just gone. She started being withdrawn and sometimes would disappear for a day or two. It ended up putting a strain on her and Papa's relationship, too. They got a divorce a couple of months ago and now her mother had completely disappeared.

"Maka," Soul said.

"Huh?"

"What the hell is wrong with you?" Soul asked.

"Nothing. I've just got something on my mind. That's all."

"Way to state the obvious."

She looked over at the boy that was her roommate. His odd white spiked hair matched his strange crimson eyes. He pulled it off well though. He was a good looking teenage boy and Maka was happy to be best friends with him.

"What are you grinning about?" he asked.

"What? Oh, umm, nothing," Maka said quickly with a blush.

Soul chuckled showing off his sharp teeth. "You're so strange. It's cool, though. I wouldn't have it any other way."

The girl smiled in response.

Opening their apartment door, Maka slumped down on the couch and grabbed a book.

"You're going to read now?" Soul asked looking down at her. "But we just came from school!"

"What's the problem?" she asked offensively.

"We just got from school!" Soul repeated.

"And?"

"Kid and Star asked if we wanted to go play basketball with them. Since you were off in Makaland, I answered for us both and said yes."

"You said yes for me? You know how I hate sports. I suck at them."

"Well next time don't space out. Now, go get ready."

"Uggghhhhhhhh."

Soul smiled triumphantly. He was waiting by the door when Maka finished dressing and lead her to the basketball court. Their little gang was already waiting for them.

"About time you showed up," Liz stated.

"Little Miss Bookworm tried to stop and read," Soul replied.

"Whatever, we're here now. Let's get going! Of course I'm going to be a captain so I choose Tsubaki," Black Star stated.

The game was amusing. Even Maka had to admit getting out every once in a while was nice, but no matter how hard she tired she couldn't focus on the game. Her mind was still stuck at the park eight years ago. It really didn't help the fact that this court is part of the park where it all happened. Flashbacks kept interrupting her vision. She kept flinching unconsciously at people. She just wasn't there. Everyone just kind of shrugged it off knowing that she wasn't very good at the sport, but two people did pay attention.

When they decided the game was over Tsubaki stepped away from the group for a second and beaconed Maka to follow. "Are you all right? You did worse than you normally do."

"Yes, I'm fine. Just have some stuff on my mind?"

Tsubaki's kind blue eyes watched her closely. "If you want to talk about it I'm here. You know that right, Maka?"

"Of course."

"Good. It looks like Black Star is ready to go. I'll see you later."

Maka smiled at her. "Later."

Soul walked over and cuffed her head. "Where were you? I was counting on you. Now Black Star is going to throw this victory in my face for a week."

"Sorry."

"Maka," Soul said with a sigh. "This is killing me. Will you please just talk to me?"

"Maybe later."

"Fine, but just remember I'm the coolest friend you have for not pushing you."

"Yes Soul, you're the coolest.