A/N: Hey! It's nice to meet you all, dear readers! I'm Deathblow88 , always up 'n' ready to present to you: HOTEL SHIBUSEN!
This is my first fic, so if you get bored, then feel free to tell me. I'll try to improve this story to the best of my ability.
Disclaimer: I don't own Soul Eater or Hotel Transylvania.
Prolouge:
In a dark, and ominous wood, a black bat landed on the balcony of a dark house( save for one light,)as he transformed into a young man with scarlet red hair and sapphire blue eyes, donning a black suit with a peculiar black tie shaped like a cross and an olive colored dress shirt. He was Spirit Albarn, also known as Deathscythe. In the room that he entered, an oak bassinet stood at one side of the room with a mobile above it. The mobile, as queer as it seemed, had scythes, bats and monsters attached to it. As Spirit stalked towards the bassinet, he decided to surprise whoever was in it. He reached for the bassinet and 1...2...3...
"Peek-a-boo!" he cooed.
His daughter only giggled in response, forest green eyes gleaming. Spirit laughed along with her, picked her up and spun her 'round. "Hello, my little Maka!"
"Ta ha ha ha!" Blonde hair clung to her small head as she giggled and laughed at her father.
26 years later
"Ha ha ha ha ha!" A young Maka jovially laughed on a hobby horse as Spirit chased her. Maka stopped as soon as she saw the door slightly ajar, "Let's go out there." Spirit silently gasped and pulled her in before Maka could touch the door.
"No, Maka,"Spirit whispered,"we never go out there."
"Ever?" Maka asked.
"Ever," Spirit told her firmly, and closed the door as she peered over his shoulder.
3 hours later
Spirit was teaching Maka how to fly as a bat. As he did so, she wore a small motorcycle helmet to protect her head."Ready, Maka?" Spirit excitedly asked his blonde daughter.
"Ready, Papa" Maka nervously replied, knees buckling rapidly as if she was about to faint.
"1...2...3!" Maka transformed in a red flash of light into a black bat and began flapping her black wings as she tried to gain altitude, smiling little by little until her fangs showed.
"That's it Maka, that's it, you're doing it!" Spirit squealed in joy, Maka laughing in triumph, happy that she got it, when suddenly something crashed through the door.
" SIR,SIR," The construction worker crowed causing the red headed vampire to turn his head towards the architect at a breakneck speed.
"WHAT, WHAT, WHAT DO YOU WANT?!" Spirit bellowed in irritation.
-KLONK!-
" Ouch," Spirit looked at his daughter in worry,"I'm okay."
"It's ready." The worker bowed and retreated to the balcony. Spirit closely followed behind.
"Is it fixated to where only monsters can get in?" Spirit asked the worker calmly.
"A moat of piranhas, a hidden tunnel, and add in a forest of the undead." The worker creepily replied.
"Good. Let's make sure that humans never set foot there once."
Oh, boy was he wrong.
The Next Day
"Come, Maka," Spirit said.
"To where, Papa?" Maka inquired.
"Somewhere that you'll be safe." Spirit replied with a smile on his pale face, leading the young girl inside the castle that they would call home.
But little did he know about the human that came 112 years afterwards.
A/N: FIRST STORY! Maka may be a lot like Mavis instead of her usual self, along with Spirit, who may turn out a lot like Dracula, and Soul, Jonathan. Sorry if it's short.
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~Deathblow88