Hello once again peoples of the internet! I am BACK! To all of you who read and are still reading my story, A Link to the Present, I am currently in the process of writing the next chapter. I don't know how a beta works, but i would appreciate it if I could have someone to bounce ideas off of to see what I need to add, change, explain better, etc. Anywho, this story is one I wrote a while back and posted on deviant art. I never posted it here because I was so focused on my other story that I forgot about it. Also, I found out what sparks my creativity that allows me to write/draw and it has to be the worst possible thing. Depression. Yes, in order for me to do anything else with either my art or my writing, I have to listen to depressing songs or have something bad happen to me. But enough of the rambling, ON TO THE FANFIC!

SoMa Fanfic -Forgotten souls chapter 1

I do not own soul eater or any of its characters. All rights go to their respective owners.

The night was cold, the moon showing it's bloody grin looked down on the sleeping Death City. Two figures stood in an alleyway.

One had sandy blonde hair that curled into two pigtails. She wore a skirt and a black trench coat wit white gloves. Her emerald green eyes surveyed the area with a focused gaze.

The other, a male, was leaning against the wall, a bored expression on his face. He had albino white hair and blood red eyes. His sharp teeth made him look menacing.

The male, named Soul, yawned and turned to his partner, "Hey Maka? Find any kishin souls yet? I'm starving." She turned and looked at him, slightly annoyed, "Is that all you can think about Soul? Your stomach?"

He shrugged and stuffed his hands in his pockets, "Well what else am I supposed to think about? What Lord Death looks like under his mask?" Maka sighed and returned to her watch.

They were supposed to be looking for a kishin that was said to be somewhere around here. It was an extra credit assignment. Maka began to mentally go over the mission details. They were supposed to find a kishin that had been praying on men somewhere around here. So far it had been quiet. Except for Soul's complaining. His full name was Soul Eater Evans. Known as the coolest weapon in Death City. At least that's what he says.

She sighed again as she thought about her so-called 'cool' partner. 'Well, I guess he is kinda cool. At least, he was when we first met,' she thought to herself as the memory came back to her.

Maka had been trying to find herself a partner for a while but nobody seemed to stand out to her. Really, nobody was interested. All the guys wanted a girl partner with a little more...size, if you know what I mean. And all of the girls wanted a hot guy.

Anyways, she had been walking around when she heard music coming from one of the halls. It was a sad, dark but somehow enchanting tune.

She followed the sound to a door. When she opened it she saw a checkered floor and red drapings. In the middle was a piano and sitting at it, playing the song she had heard, sat a white haired boy.

He was in a black and red pinstripe suit. His eyes were closed as he played his somber melody. As she approached him he stopped and turned to her. She was stunned. His eyes were a deep shade of red. So enchanting that she barely registered what he had said.

"What do you want?" He asked, he sounded slightly impatient. Recovering quickly she replied, "That was an interesting song you were playing," she said.

Soul stared at this girl. Interesting? This girl was definitely weird if she thought it was interesting. Usually people would have thought it was scary or depressing. She smiled at him, "I'm Maka. Scythe technician." "Soul Eater. Scythe." She was a scythe tech? What're the odds? Soul looked her over. She was cute, but he preferred a more mature girl over this flat-chested one.

But something about her seemed to click with him.

He turned back to the piano and said, "This is the kind of person I am." 'And this is where you run away from me,' Soul thought to himself. He began to play.

Maka quietly listened as the song began. At first it was slow and quiet, but in an instant the song grew loud and almost frightening. Maka's eyes widened. What kind of song is this? It was almost like a crazy person wrote it. However she couldn't help but sway with the beat. It was like the song had taken over her body and moved her to the sound of madness.

When he had finished playing he turned around, expecting her to be gone, but was surprised when he saw her hand extended towards him. "I like it! I didn't understand it but I liked it. Wanna be partners?"

Soul eyed her cautiously. He couldn't understand her. And that's what made him want her. He smiled his toothy grin and took her hand, "Yeah."

They shook hands.

A loud scream pierced her thoughts and she turned to find it's source. Soul had stood up straight and smiled his signature grin. "Over there," he pointed in the direction of a small alleyway. Maka nodded and grabbed his hand. Immediately he transformed into a red and black scythe. Near the top of the staff portion was an open red eye. Maka began to spin him, warming up for the confrontation. She then took off towards the scream.

~Next Chapter~

"Maka! Look out!"

"SOUL!"

There was blood all over him.

Well, the next chapter will be up soon. Also, if you can't wait and are dying to see what happens next, go to deviant art and look up my deviant name: Chris-chanXD. It will be there along with a couple other one-shots and fanfics that I decided to discontinue. Well, that's all for me! Peace off!