Hello my little demons! Anju here with a new story! I thought of this while editing some chaps of Empty Promises (my first fanfic, which is still in progress...). I thought, why not share it with the rest of the world and see if they like it as much as my first fanfic? So that's the story behind this new story! Hope you enjoy! :D
Disclaimer: I don't own Soul Eater nor any of its characters... just my ideas!
~Anju
"That's all for today. This meeting has now ended. Your all dismissed." said an albino man in a stripped suit.
"Thank you sir!" said the man's colleagues.
One by one, they left the room.
The albino then turned around and walked towards a door that was behind him and opened it.
"Soul, the meeting is over now. Come, let's go home now." said the albino to a smaller albino that resembled him greatly.
Soul, the small albino, was sitting on a large black leather sofa with a bunch of snacks around him and a phone on his right hand. Black and red earphones were connected to the phone and led to the small albinos ears.
The older albino walked towards Soul and tapped him on the shoulder.
He took off his earphones and faced the bigger albino.
"How long have you been there?"
The larger albino heavily sighed. "Not long. Seems you haven't matured at all, Soul. Can't you at least be as productive as We-"
"Don't say that name. You already know how much I despise that name... Father," said Soul to his father as he got up and threw all his unfinished snacks in the trash and picked up his school bag.
He walked passed his father and out the meeting room and walked inside an open elevator.
"Which floor, sir?" said the elevator operator to Soul.
"First floor..."
"Very well, going down..." said the man as he pressed the button that lead to the first floor.
Once there, Soul thanked the man and walked outside towards a black limo. As he was entering the limo, a large mob of paparazzi with cameras approached the limo.
Soul wondered why, since it was all quiet when he walked out the building. Once inside, he looked outside the window and saw why.
Soul saw his father with another albino that was younger than his father but older than him. His father was with-
"Kyaaaa~ It's Wes Evans!" said a girl from the opposite side of the car.
"You're right! He's so handsome!" said her friend.
"Hey, come on! Lets try to get a pic or even an autograph of his!" said the third friend.
"Are you sure that's Wes and not Soul?" said the first girl.
"Of course that's Wes! Just look at him! He has such a perfect smile!" said the second friend as she dreamily looked at Wes,who was smiling and waving at the cameras while Soul's father dragged him to the car.
"Your right! He has such a perfect smile!" said the third friend. "Unlike his younger brother..."
"Yeah... although he looks just as perfect as Wes, Soul isn't as perfect as Wes." said the second friend.
"Let's go, Wes got into his car. Geez, we lost such a good opportunity!" complained the first friend.
Soul watched as the three girls vanished from sight as the car drove away from the chaos.
"My name is Soul Eater Evans. I recently turned 16 and recently came back to Hollywood after a concert in Paris. But it wasn't even my concert. It was my older brother's concert: Wes Evans- the family prodigy. Sure, he's cool and all but that's not the reason why I hate him. The reason I hate him so much is because I'm always being compared to him. I've always hated being compared to him. Due to his flawless talent, my parents always criticize me and at times neglected me. They always compare his skills on the violin to my skills on the piano. How the hell can they compare violin skills to piano skills when they aren't the same thing?! Anyways, everyone,including my friends, began to compare me to Wes. Because of that, I stopped being involved in the showbiz at the age of 9 and stopped using my family name in both my private and social life."
"So dad, how did the meeting go?" asked Wes to our father, as he glance towards me.
I averted my gaze to the city streets bypassing us. I heard him sigh as soon as I did so.
"Well Wes, it went great!" said Father in a cheerful mood. "You get to have the leading role in this new movie production that..."
I couldn't bear to hear Father whenever he talks about showbiz.
I took out my phone and plugged in my earphones and played some jazz music. Jazz always seems to calm me down at times like this.
I guess Wes was trying to get my attention for long time because-
"Soul Eater Evans! Why aren't you answering your brother?!" yelled Father over my music.
I pulled one earphone off. "Sorry, I wasn't paying attention."
"Sorry wont fix anything! Give me that phone!" and with that, my phone was confiscated.
I didn't complain nor fought with Father. This always happens whenever I ignore Wes or either of my parents. I was used to it.
Either way, I have backup plans for these kind of situations...
"Dad, I don't think that was necessary..." said Wes as he tried to calm down Father.
"Of course it is! Your brother has to learn to be like-"
I finally reached my limit and snapped.
"Stop comparing me to Wes already!"
Silence filled the car.
"Soul..." said Wes in a soft tone.
I swear, I especially hate it when Wes tries to comfort me or defend me from Father.
"Soul! What's with the rude attitude!" exclaimed my Father.
"Rude? I'm not being rude! I'm just saying what your oblivious self can't see..."
Father narrowed his eyes.
"Look here young man, don't forget that I'm the one helping to keep you alive and providing you with everything-"
"You're not giving me everything I want, understand?"
"I think you're the one who doesn't understand... I bet you can't survive on your own. I bet you'll starve yourself or whatever it is if you ever leave home! Remember, I'm the one who was able to get you into a school although its already May and you can only register in September!"
Soul chuckled. "What's funny?"
"Your stupid beliefs! You think I'll die the instant I leave the house. Guess what? Why don't we test it out!?"
I realized we have reached the house and I ran out the car and dashed to my room.
I closed and locked the door and stuffed my clothes into a large bag. I grabbed a picture frame and stuffed that into my bag as well. I grabbed 5 pair of shoes and stuffed it in as well. Once finished, I hear banging on my room door.
"Soul, open the door!"
It was Father.
"Piss off!" I yelled at him as I lifted the loose floor planks under my bed.
I stuck my hand into the large gap and felt a plank. I pushed it downwards. The plank broke in two.
I pushed by luggage through the gap and slid under the bed and fitted half my body through the gap.
It was too small for everyone else to go through but me. I built this gap for this very reason.
"Soul, please think what you're about to do!" said Wes from the other side of the door.
That idiot! He thinks that's going to sole this situation? All this is his fault after all.
I grabbed the planks I previously lifted up and pulled them down along with me as I slid down the hidden gap.
There's no turning back now.
I patched the planks back to how they were and stood still.
I heard the door break open.
"Soul! Where are you?!" said Father in an angered tone.
"What's going on here?" I froze. That voice-
Who is the stranger that has entered this conflict? What will become of Soul? Will they find him? Find out in the next chapter! (Will be updated as soon as possible!)
Cliffhanger! Gomenne minna! Have to create some suspense, don't you agree? So from now on, the story will be in Soul's point of view unless I say so. This story will be updated whenever I have time since I've started to go to work despite my age...(I'm only 15! T^T) Anyways, hope you enjoyed this story and review! I'll appreciate it greatly! Til next time!
~Anju
