It was dark, the only thing that really lit up the night sky from the darkness was the moon, Fright took over death city and has been for quite some time now. People who are to afraid to come out, practicality locked themselves inside their houses from the fear of death.
There was one girl who wasn't afraid to take matters into her own hands to stop what's been happening lately. The organization red is what they called it, has been a major threat to all for years now. They would kill to get what they wanted, no matter how harsh or gruesome they had to get to have it.
Their leader was known as the master mind behind it all. They called him 'The Eater' not many people understood what it meant,but that wasn't the real issue. Countless of times people made threats to kill him, but all there attempts failed...and also many lives were lost.
Maka Albarn 24 year old, long blonde-ash hair with dark moss covered green eyes burned with hatred of so many years of looking for the one they called 'The Eater'. When today her search finally comes to an end.
She stares blankly at the wall in front of her, breathing in and out deeply panting from the loss of breath. She tries her best to slow down her breathing to keep her cover from being blown. She slowly takes a step closer to the cracked door, but then stops her heart beating faster and faster with every step she took knowing her pray was beyond this door.
She narrows her eyes in frustration bringing her mind back to reality, before letting it slip away again. She cocks her gun and holds it firmly in her hand before letting out a small silent sigh.
She peaks through the crack door, not able to see much of anything. She makes an attempt to poke her head farther inside this time catching a glance of full white hair. She quickly and quietly slid back from the door way pinning herself up against the wall hoping her he didn't see her. Which she doubts considering, his back was turned to her the whole time.
"It was only a matter of time until they sent someone...I was beginning to grow bored. A husked voice growled.
Maka heart stopped, but how did he know she was there? As far as she was concerned he never turned around. She starts to shake a bit, quickly pulling herself together she cocks her gun once more before slowly making her way into the room with her gun held out in front of her.
Soon, she was standing directly across from him. She didn't move, she just watched as he looked out the window...hands jammed inside his black leather jacket pockets.
Maka centered the gun, pointing it straight at him, not to hesitate to pull the trigger if he tried anything funny.
"I finally found you." She growled softly, glaring at him.
Soul let out a chuckle, which startled Maka a little. She cocked a brow still focused on her target. She wasn't going to let him throw her off track, Because if that happens...she'll end up like the others...dead.
"Yes, It seems you have...so tell me Maka." He growled, starting to turn his body only to come face to face with hers. Maka narrowed her eyes as she kept her gun steady. He only stood there with a cocky grin on his face, hands still inside his pockets gazing right into Maka's eyes.
"What are you going to do now?" He smirked.
She glared at him, not understanding what kind of question he was asking. She already knew the answer, she was here to kill him. She could feel herself starting to shake..and it wasn't good. Whatever he was doing, it was working...what her main goal was though was to stay focus on the enemy.
"What do you fucking think, I'm here to kill you." She growled, making the gun 'Click' hearing that sound made her know she could just shoot his ass at anytime, so why not just do it now? He nodded his head slowly, before glaring at Maka...taunting her with his eyes.
"Well, then what are you waiting for? Shoot." He growled softly.
Maka placed her finger one the trigger, eyes narrowed aiming right for his heart. She took in a couple breaths, but nothing. She didn't understand...why she couldn't shook him.
She's been waiting for so long for this day, and she can't even bear to pull the trigger on the one guy who's caused so much trouble for years. Killing and harming innocent people and for what? She knew he was horrible, he didn't deserve to live in that matter, but why couldn't she pull the trigger.
Maka paused, standing still not able to move. She slowly lowers her gun gazing at the floor beneath her feet. He watched her for a moment, grinning of his success. He's gotten to her just like he hoped.
He slowly reached inside his pocket, before pulling out a switch blade. He grinned and slowly made his way towards Maka who seemed to still be in some sort of daze.
As he continued to slowly approach her, heavy footsteps caught her attention as she shot her head up before quickly dodging a sudden swing. She stumbled back a little before dodging another attack, but this time not keeping her balanced she fell to the floor.
Before, she could react someone pulled her up by her hair, with both arms held firmly behind her back. She tried to squirm away, but with no use instead there was a sharp cold piece of metal against her throat. She looked down to see a switchblade underneath her throat.
She shut her eyes tightly, breathing heavily trying to figure out a way to escape. She was startled by the warmth of his breath hitting her ear and she froze as he whispered into her ear.
"Looks like I do get to have some fun after all." He growled seductively in her ears.
She had to do something, but for some reason she couldn't...why was that?
Whatever...it was she needed to snap out of it and fast...or else things won't be to pretty.
Hey Guys! Long time no see! Here's the intro for my new story called 'Falling for the enemy" Review and tell me if you're interested for me to continue!
* Also, I will be posting 2 new stories! and in the process of updating 'You don't even know and the odd one out!' Don't worry I haven't forgotten you guys!
-Soulkitten