Warning: Violence, blood, kinda zombie like things, gore.
Disclaimer: I do not own Soul Eater it is owned by Atsushi Okubo or any of the songs mentioned.
Parings: Some time they will be revealed but I like hearing any pairings you like. Yes I'm pairing people up because it will be fun to write pairings in this situation.
~somewhere no ones POV~
A loud inhuman screech was heard. A woman running threw the deserted, except for empty cars and litter screams falling the baby she was carrying falling and skidding away from her. The baby finally stopping to a halt under a dumpster in the alley near her.
"No! Someone help!" The woman screams as 10-20 people, not people they weren't human, Kishin, witch, or anything anyone had seen before. The things rip open her stomach pulling out intestines. She screams as one bits her arm.
On top of a building a group of human beings stand watching what was going on below. No one dared to do anything. It might draw more to their location.
The woman finally died the things still ripping at her flesh.
This is what happened to New York two weeks after this infection started.
~Death City 15 days earlier~
"I didn't give a damn what you said to me. I don't really care what you think of me. Cause either way your going to think what you believe. There's nothing you could say that would hurt me. I'm better off without you anyway. I thought it would be hard but I'm okay. I don't need you if you're going to be that way. Cause with me it's all or nothing. I'm sick of this shit don't deny you're a waste of time. I'm sick of this shit don't ask why. I hate you now, so go away from me. You're gone, so long. I can do better. I can do better. Hey, hey you I found my self again. That's why you're gone. I can do better. I can do better. You're so full of shit I can't stand the way you act. I just can't comprehend. I don't think that you can handle it. I'm way over, over it." Maka Albarn sings laughing with everyone in Death the Kid's house playing karaoke.
"Pretty good Maka though I'm a thousand times better." Black Star says complementing the sandy haired meister.
"Yeah like you can sing better than me." Maka says hands on her hips.
"How about Crona sings now." Liz offers trying to get the brunette meister and blue haired meister to stop fighting.
"That's a great idea Liz." Maka says. She thought it would be a great way to get Crona to be more social.
"I-I d-don't k-kn-know h-how to d-deal w-with s-singing." The pinkette meister whines slightly fiddling with their hands.
"Crona all you have to do is sing the lyrics that come on the screen. No one will laugh at you." Maka reassures Crona.
"O-okay Maka." Crona says taking the microphone from Maka. Tsubaki picks out the song and it starts.
"I'm infected. I'm infected by your genetics. Shilo I'm the doctor. Shilo I'm your father. Oh Shilo that was close take your medicine. I'm infected by your genetics. Shilo your my patient. Shilo be more patient. You have limitations don't go chasing flies. I must be protective. You cannot be reckless that is what expected when you are infected. I'm infected by your genetics. I'm infected by your genetics and I don't think that I can be fixed. No I don't think that I can be fixed. Tell me why oh why are my genetics such a bitch." Crona sings surprised they didn't stop at such a because of the swearing but Crona was into the song.
"It's this blood condition. Damn this blood condition! Mother can you hear me? Thanks for the desiese! Now I am so flustered. Part of the collection. That is what's expected when you are infected. That is what's expected when you are infected. That what's expected when you are infected. How much of it genetics. How much of it is fate. How much of it is depends on the choices that we made. He says I have her eyes do I also inherit his shame."
Everyone was surprised Crona could actually sing that well. It was a little out of tune but if Crona had some lessons Crona could become a singer.
"Good job Crona! If you take some classes you might be able to be half the star I am!" Black Star says putting an arm around the meister. Crona makes a noise leaning away from the blunette meister who was talking to loud.
"Maka-Chop! Black Star don't pick on Crona." The angry meister wielding a book says.
"How was a picking on Crona?" Black Star asks.
"As Maka sees it touching Crona is picking on them." Soul says helping his friend up.
"Great job Crona. I think you should take some lessons then you could have a job as a singer if you didn't want to be a meister." Death the Kid complements Crona.
"T-thank you Kid." Crona says holding one arm.
"Crona get me some food! I'm hungry!" Ragnarok the black blob on top of Crona's head says giving his meister a noogie orders.
"Ow! Ragnarok stop that it hurts!" Crona complains.
"Then get me food!" Ragnarok says.
"But Tsubaki's still cooking." Crona says. Everyone in the room watches the usual exchange between meister and weapon.
"Crona should start standing up for him self." Soul says.
"Crona's a girl." Maka says.
"Just because he wears a dress doesn't mean he's a girl Maka." Soul says.
"You want to know Crona's gender well I might as well show you." Ragnarok says lifting up Crona's dress. It doesn't go over the pink haired meisters knee before they start holding it down.
"R-ragnarok!" The pinkette says.
"Foods done." Tsubaki says smiling walking in with a casserole dish, "I couldn't carry all the food at once." The black haired weapon says smiling.
"Finally." Ragnarok says.
They all sit down and eat. Talking about resent missions and some things regular kid's their age talk about.
~New York next day~
"Come get your free edition of Sound Of Madness!" A man standing next to a music store shouts holding up a CD case. It was black with red print spelling Sound Of Madness. People stopped and picked up a copy. Earlier that day there was a line of around a couple thousand people lining up to get this new song.
It was supposed to be a great song. Soon to be number one song all over the world. No one knew who wrote it and who sung it. All that was known was the title and some one under the alias GPX turned it in to a studio giving them a trail version. They loved it and asked for the actual copies.
About seven blocks away a teen with brown hair falls over.
"He has a really high fever! Call an ambulance!"
On other blocks similar thing were happening.
This was the start of the epidemic.
A/N: Well how was it? I hope it's good. I got a little more descriptive in this story I think. Well please review and tell me which gender you think Crona should be cause I don't know which I should go for this story. I think I'm happy with how this turned out. I kept on having t go downstairs because my parents kept on calling me down. I think I'll go do my school work. If only I charged my I pod *sigh* I'm so lazy. Also I won't write the next chapter until I get at least four reviews.
