Summary:

I'm Kuro. A girl part of the evil, conniving Noah's clan. My parents are dead, and so is my partner. I have no one, and it's all because of Noah. Then, one night, a mysterious yellow eyed boy was brought in, and I was intent on getting us both out.

**IMPORTANT**: This story is based mostly on the manga of Soul Eater. So if you still haven't read anything that talks about Noah or Gopher or any of those characters in the manga then it might be a little confusing.

Disclaimer: I wish I owned Soul Eater, but that wonderful role belongs to Atsushi Okubo! :D

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I was working with Justin Law when Gopher came in with probably another one of Noah's "collections". I took a quick peek before I went back to work to see it was a boy. Probably 15 or 16, he had black medium length hair with three distinctive white stripes on the left side of his head. He was wearing a white button down shirt with black pants. He must've felt me staring because he looked back. He looked emotionless with his yellow eyes, but you could sense the anger and fearlessness. Our stare only lasted a second until Gopher shoved him forward and said, "Kuro, get back to work." And with that they left.

'Great, another one.' I thought, pity creasing into my brow. I went back to work, wondering what fate would be in store for the newest "piece".

A few minutes later, Gopher came back. "Noah wants you two in the collection room. Now." Justin and I nodded and headed to the collection room. There, I saw the boy again. He was hanging from his wrists in front of a stained glass window. Giriko was on the other side of the room.

"Well, hello DWMA's Death The Kid." Noah said.

"What the Hell do you want with me?" Death The Kid, uh well, I guess Kid, barked. Gopher zoomed over and punched Kid in the stomach. I slightly winced, imagining the pain the blow might've inflicted.

"To think you'd be already use to this kind of stuff." Justin Law whispered slightly amused.

I glared, a glare meant for him, even if I wasn't looking at him, and whispered. "Shut up Justin. How can you stand watching this?"

"It's easy. Just don't care. These guys are our enemies anyway. Why should you care so much?"

"They didn't do anything to me. Because this is a stupid reason. Because they're people, you son-of-a-" I covered my mouth to keep the yelp from escaping me as Justing dug his heel into my foot. He made sure it hurt even with shoes on.

"Watch your mouth you useless pest. You better hurry up and get used to it. You're gonna end up dying here, or while on a mission. Just like your parents did." I narrowed my eyes at him and he just smirked.

"Who the hell do you think you are talking to Master Noah like that?" Gopher snarled at a beaten Kid.

"Gopher, calm down." Noah ordered.

"But Master, he should know his place-"

"Who exactly told you to punch him? You very well know you're damaging a piece to my collection. Maybe it is you who should know their place." Noah interrupted.

"… Yes Master Noah, I deeply apologize." Gopher mumbled and went back to where he was. Kid finally looked up. Gopher probably "interrogated" Kid before we came in. Kid had some blood trickling down his mouth.

"I am the collector of "everything". You are now a part of my collection." Noah said quite pleased.

I hated these people. I hated the things they did. Noah would order them to get things. Random things. Noah believes that if he collects everything he will essentially become "everything". I would've left a long time ago if it weren't for my parents who made me join, who ended up dying because, like Justin said, of a mission Noah gave them to do. I honestly have no idea how they died though. They never came back. I've tried again, and again, to get out of here. But something always got in the way.

I zoned out through almost the whole conversation.

"Okay Gopher get the plans ready." Noah said.

Kid's head shot up, "Wait! What plans?"

I looked from the battered boy to Noah, honestly wanting to know the same.

Kid seem to realize these "plans" and exploded "If you so as lay a finger on Maka you'll regret it, I promise you!"

"You must get lonely here by yourself. Perhaps the stiff corpses of your friends will change that." Gopher said smirking.

"You bastards." Kid hissed and let his head hang down.

"Okay you may be dismissed everyone."

'What exactly was the point of us being here?' I thought with a frown. Before Justin and I, left I heard Kid call for him.

I went out the door, closed it, looked around to see if anyone was around, and put my ear to the door.

"What do you want Kid?" Justin asked.

"Why did you betray us? Why did you betray DWMA?"

My eyes grew wide. Well, this was certainly something I hadn't known about. And I've been here for years.

"Tch, I don't need to tell you anything. I just did. End of story." Hearing footsteps come closer to my room, I hurried back to my room.

"Phew." I sighed, closing the door behind me.

About an hour later, while I was rereading a book, I had this nagging feeling to see Kid. Getting a little tired of the book anyway, I got up from my chair and went to the room where he was, looked out the small window that was attached to the door, to find him, unsurprisingly, still there. I looked at his helpless figure long and hard, contemplating the idea I had in my head.

How many times had a stood by, every now and again seeing another face look just as intimidating as his, but then from that go to helpless in only a matter of hours? Was I so horrible as to just stand by, listen, and watch, as Gopher repeatedly tortured every living soul that was dragged into this Hell?

I turned to face the hallway, and leaned against the door. I couldn't stand by anymore, there had to be something I could do. Even if each time I failed before, there was a first time for everything. Point is, I at least have to try.

I ran back to my room, and quickly began making preparations.

After a few hour, I looked out my room and into the hallway. No one there, so I crept out and went to the collection room. I looked through the tiny window to see if anyone was there, and thankfully it was only Kid. I went in, closed the door, and put something over the window. The sound of the door closing made him lift his head, and Kid glared daggers at me.

"What do you want?"

I didn't blame him for being vicious, and just replied while looking for the key, "I'm here to help you out."

"Help me out?" he asked raising an eyebrow.

"You know assistance, volunteering, that sort of thing? Look, I'm trying to break you out of here." I said as my stress rose from not finding the key where I thought it would be. If Noah had it...

"What? Is this some kind of trick?"

"No I'm serious." I smiled in relief letting the key hang on my finger. I ran over to him and unlocked the chains. "Lets go, we don't have much time." I advised while he stared at me with a confused look, rubbing his wrists. I sighed, and grabbed his ripped shirt sleeve. "C'mon!"

"Okay, okay!"

I let him go, seeing as he didn't need any help walking anymore, and just as I passed the door, something snagged the collar of my shirt, briefly choking me. "Well, look what we've got here. What were you doing in there missy?" Giriko asked.

Aw crap.

I looked at Giriko with slight fear in my eyes, but just as I was about to hide it with a glare and cause this man pain, Kid came and punched the back of his head. He dropped me, his hands flying to his head, and I caught myself with the landing.

"Thanks!" I said, running beside him down the long corridor.

"You got me out of the chains." he said as a 'you're welcome'. "So, any plans?"

"I have a map and a key to one of the motorcycles in the back. We get one and make our great escape."

"Why are you helping me?" Kid asked.

"I don't exactly agree with what they do here. I'm helping you because I can't take seeing another person get tortured anymore. I'm also trying to escape mysel-" I stopped when I noticed he wasn't beside me. "Wait, what the Hell?"

I turned back and there he was, looking around the room like an idiot when Giriko could be calling the back up right now.

I ran back to him and tried to hide my panic, "Why are you staying still? Come on! We have to go!"

"This place has no symmetry at all." Kid whispered.

"Huh?" I asked confused.

"I mean look at those doors! They're everywhere! And then the paintings!"

"Oh Death. Are you OCD or something?" I put my hand over my face.

"And look at the lamps! I can't take this! I must fix this or I'm nothing but scum!" he cried.

"Uhm... Ugh... Think... Think happy thoughts! Of something symmetrical! Think of anything we have to go!" I exclaimed.

I could hear footsteps, and a lot of them, far behind. "Circles! Circles are symmetrical!" I suggested, tugging on his sleeve. "Come on, come on, come on!"

It seemed like it was working because he wasn't going over how the room was totally asymmetrical, but the footsteps were coming closer, and we needed to leave.

"I will damn well drag you if I have too Kid!"

"Kuro, you useless Meister! You're being quite reckless!" I heard Justin call from behind.

"You're a Meister?" Kid asked surprised.

"No time for that now! Run!" Kid and I ran to the huge garage and got a motorcycle.

"Kid, you know how to drive one?" I asked.

"Yeah pass the keys." I tossed the keys to him and he got on. I went on to the back of the motorcycle and opened the garage door. I held onto Kid's waist and he did a wheelie and we drove off.

"Here's the map. It should tell you where DWMA is. Oh and as for me, you can just drop me off at the next city. I'll be fine by myself." I looked behind us.

"You have nowhere to g-?" a bullet interrupted him, and it came flying past us, grazing my cheek in the process.

"Dammit! His lackeys are getting on other motorcycles and coming. Fast."

"Hold on tight!"

Even though we were going an insanely fast speed, one of the minions had caught up to us.

"Hold on go slower!" I told Kid.

"Go slower? Why th-"

"JUST GO SLOWER!" I yelled. I let the soldier come closer, and just as he was about to shoot us, I picked up my leg and kicked him off.

"Nice." He smiled.

"Yeah, I know." I smirked.

He brought back up the speed, and it seemed like everything was going great. Until Giriko's chain wrapped around my waist.

"No! Damn!" I hissed.

I let go of Kid so that he wouldn't be dragged with me, and fell off the motorcycle into the dirt. I winced and watched as Kid drove away without me.

He glanced back, and knew as well as I did.

It was too late.

End Of Chapter 1

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