Hello readers! If this is your first time reading this story, great, I'm actually updating all of my chapters, because I know that I've made a few mistakes. Well, I'm not going to keep you here for too long, I just wanted to let you know about that. Yeah. I'm also doing the same thing for my other story, The Lone She-Wolf. So, if you want, go check that out!
I do NOT own Soul Eater, I only own the OC(s) that I made.
I was in our town's library, studying for an upcoming test. I reached over as I grabbed another book from the small pile I had formed. I had at least seven textbooks, or other sources I was using. When it came to tests, I wouldn't settle for anything else other than my best, even if that meant using up all my spare time in the library, which I didn't mind much. My mom died when I was younger, my dad left for some reason a few years after, and most of the friends I did have -which weren't many- were usually busy doing other stuff, so I almost always had time to myself. I didn't have a whole lot going for me, really. Nothing to actually strive for, well, except getting an A on this upcoming test. I didn't have any other goals as of the moment. Probably sounds kinda boring, always spending time in a crummy, worn down library with only books to distract myself, but I was used to it. Besides, what's so bad about getting in some reading?
Oh, where are my manners? I'm Amber Cain. Thirteen, currently. My birthday was in a few months. I currently live by myself, don't worry, it's not that bad. I'm more than capable of taking care of myself. I got a part-time job at some local coffee shop, so I get paid at least. My hair is mid back steel ombre which blended into slate blue near the uneven ends. I stood about five foot four with a fit figure. Didn't have a bunch to show in the chest area, which quite oddly pleased me. My outfit as of this moment was a simple white wool sweater, a light grey undershirt, some tight dark blue jeans, and some light brown uggs with a pair of grey socks on. Just for accessories, I was wearing my grey wool scarf which was wrapped comfortable around my neck, and obviously my bag, a light tanned book bag. Lastly, on my right wrist, I had a tied string bracelet with some sort of jewel which I didn't care what it was.
"Alright, the library will be closing in just a few minutes." I heard the librarian call from her desk up at the front, organizing the cramped area. I sighed.
So I packed up my materials in my bag, and I made my way to the door.
"Have a good night, Amber. Make it home safely." The librarian called after me with her usual kindness.
"You, too." I replied, while showing her my pearl white teeth. A meaningless smile, honestly.
As I opened the door, I felt the cold night breeze rush past me, sending a chill down my spine. I brushed off the chilling feeling, and walked out into the London air, the partial moonlight form the half-moon reflecting off my amber eyes. My old apartment complex wasn't far from here. I began walking, but after only a few steps, I began to feel the weight of all the books in my bag. How annoying studying could be sometimes. I laughed quietly, mostly to myself.
I looked around, searching for my street. I lived in an old, worn down apartment building. I then began contemplating whether I should go down the alley way to get there, which would be faster, but scary, or if I should just take the long way around the block and down the street. Looking down at my watch, I noticed the time. I guess the alley way it was, then. As I cautiously made my way down the dark alley, I began to feel like I was being followed. I quickly turned around as I heard a can, by the sound of it, hit the ground.
"Stupid feline." I grumbled as soon as I saw the little black cat sitting by a dumpster a few feet back, licking its paws in triumph, as if it was its goal to freak me out.
So, ignoring the ruckus the cat was making, I continued my way down the dark, scary, alley. 'I'm such a scaredy cat. I can't even go down an alley without feeling like I'm being watched' I thought to myself, paranoid. I couldn't have been more spot on.
"Heh."
I admittedly wet myself a little at the breathy voice. I slowly turned around, not wanting to see the culprit. I was now fully facing the stranger. He was a tall man, probably in his mid twenties -I'm assuming- and was dressed up in a fancy black dress suit. He had an. . . Odd, grin plastered on his face.
"Can I help you sir?" I asked in a quivering voice. Bad move.
"Yeah, I guess you could say that. You see, I haven't eaten for quite some time now." The man replied, his expression not faltering. Something about him was unsettling. 'Maybe it was the mustache...' I thought.
"I'm sorry. I don't quite understand how I'm supposed to help you with that." I was so confused by what he said. Subconsciously, I brought my arms up to my chest, crossing them, not that I was trying to put on some brave display, but more like I got the chills form this guy.
"Well, let me make myself more clear." I watched him pull out a knife from his pants pocket, his mouth curving up into a malicious grin, "I'm going to eat your soul now."
My eyes widened in fear. I thought the whole "I'm going to eat your soul," was just a bunch of bullshit, but that wasn't what had the hairs on the back of my neck standing... He had a freaking knife! And a mustache! I slowly began to back up, but I tripped over something and stumbled back. He chuckled evilly.
"Such easy prey, wouldn't you agree~?" And with that, he ran up to me.
Before I even had the time to think, he was standing in front of me. He picked me up by the collar of my shirt, and lifted me a good foot off the ground, and held me arm's length away from him. I watched as he positioned the knife right in front of my chest, the blade pressed against my skin above the hem of my shirt. I felt a rush of fear throughout my body, causing me to tremble. Not that the feeling was new or anything by now.
"Say goodnight, little girl." He said in a threatening tone, his grin ever so present, no mercy within his red gaze.
I stared at him, my eyes wide with fear. I began to feel tears stream down my face, as I clenched my teeth. 'Is this really how things are going to end for me? Being killed by a stranger wanting to eat my "soul"? How uncool' I thought bitterly.
I closed my eyes shut tightly. I waited. I continued to wait, but was never struck. I opened an eye hesitantly, only to be met with blood being flown into my face. I looked down at my arm... but instead of my arm being there, it was replaced with the blade of a scythe, or something...! My arm, or what it had been replaced with, was impelled in the man's right side! I opened my mouth to scream, but no noise was made. Not even a squeal.
I watched as blood dripped to the ground, each drip drop noise getting quieter as the sound of my heart pounding, and my heavy breathing, drowned out all surrounding noises. The man dropped me, and I pulled my arm, or what it had become, out of his abdomen. I continued to stare at the man, until he fell to the ground, coughing up blood. By now, my arm had gone back to normal. It was covered in the man's blood.
"You... bitch!" The man spat out, venom filling his words.
I watched in awe, shock and horror, as his body then began to swirl, as well as break apart. After a few brief seconds, all that was left of the man was... a glowing, red orb, coated in black. I stared at the little thing curiously. Still being in shock of... well, everything that had just happened, I wasn't sure how to react. 'Should I be scared? Should I be shocked? I don't know anymore!' But then I remembered what the man had said. '"I'm going to eat your soul"... What the hell did that even mean? Does it mean that this little red, and black, orb was his soul? Even if it is, are souls even edible?!'
"Oh, I get it. This is just some sort of dream. None of this is real. I mean, it can't be real. Eating "souls"? Hah! There's no such thing... right?!" I babbled to myself, believing this whole scenario was just a dream.
I closed my eyes and pinched myself on the cheek, expecting to open up my eyes, and be in my warm, cozy bed... but nothing happened. I pinched myself again, this time pinching my arm. Like before, nothing happened. I kept pinching myself to the point that I was crying.
I clenched onto the bottom of my shirt as I fell on my knees, salty tears streaming down my face as I bit my bottom lip, only stopping when the taste of blood flowed into my mouth.
"No... NO! T-This has to be a d-dream! There's no way I just k-killed that man! There's n-no way my arm can turn into a b-blade!... I-It's just not physically, or genetically possible! P-Please, someone... a-anyone... wake me up..." I cried to myself, curling my fists into tight balls and bringing them to my face, hiccupping in between breaths, knowing all too well that this, unfortunately, was not a dream, and that no one would be able to hear me, which I was actually rather thankful for.
I mean, what would I say if someone had heard me crying, and came to my aid? 'Not that anyone would.' It's not like I could say, "Oh, it's nothing, just that some guy tried to eat my soul, but then my arm turned into a scythe, or some kind of weapon, and I subconsciously stabbed him in the abdomen, and then he died of blood loss, and all that's left is that red and black floating thingy over there!"
I looked down at my arm. Most of the blood on my arm had rubbed off onto my shirt... which was white, and brand new. Of course, the shirt didn't matter. 'My first priority is to get back to my apartment, and get myself cleaned up. I'll think about the consequences later' I thought, nodding in approval to my idea.
I wiped the tears from my face and stood up, "Now, what the hell am I supposed to do with you?" I asked the floating thingy, pointing at it, almost as if expecting an answer out of it.
I curiously walked over to it, my arms up in defense, just in case this was some sort of ruse. I kind of wanted to touch it... was that weird? Oh well. I tenderly reached out my arm -the one covered in blood- to touch it, and was surprised when my hand didn't go through the abnormal object. I gently cupped the orb in my hands, and brought it close to my chest. If this was really that man's soul, then according to the man, it could be eaten.
I could feel the breeze blow past me, blowing my red and black ombre hair into my face. I swiped it away, and looked up at the moon. It was a full moon tonight. There weren't many things that I particularly liked, but the moon was one of those things that I could stare at forever.
I practically shit my pants as I felt something furry rub up against my leg, disrupting the moment!
"Fucking cat! Get lost!" I shouted while shooing the black feline away. When it didn't budge, and began to lick its paw, almost as if it was mocking me, I sighed in annoyance, "Damn, you're stubborn."
I felt my eyes get heavy. 'Sleep is calling my name' I thought as I yawned. But before I could do anything, I still had to figure out what the hell I was going to do with this so called "soul", if that's what it even was in the first place. Eating it was an option, according to the man, but what the hell did a soul taste like? Besides, I wasn't very hungry... So, I kept the red orb close to my chest as I picked up my book bag, and swung it around my shoulder. I cautiously continued my way down the alley, still shaken up from my... encounter. But nonetheless, I still had to get home, and the alley was the fastest way home.
Finally, I was at the end of the alley. Tears of joy welled up in my eyes, but I kept them in, not wanting to lose more of my cool than I already had. I stopped. I heard something. I slowly turned around, and there, licking its paw casually, was the same, damn, cat.
"Why do you keep following me? Is there something you want from me? I don't have any food, if that's what you're looking for, so get lost." I spoke, clearly annoyed.
The only reply I got was a meow... it wasn't like I was expecting anything different, but even so, it almost seemed like the cat understood me... it was starting to creep me out more than I already was.
Ignoring the cat, I looked up and allowed a small smiled. My apartment was just around the corner. So, not wanting to be out here any longer then I had to be, I made a mad dash to my apartment. When I got there, I was panting some, but I pulled the keys out of my black pants back pocket, and fiddled with them a little before finally finding the key I was looking for. I stuck the key in the keyhole, and was satisfied with the clicking noise the doorknob made when I turned the key. I smiled and sighed with much relief as the warm air from my apartment surrounded me as I walked in.
Before I did anything, I swiftly turned on the lights, sick of being in the dark. Next, I took off my shoes, a pair of black and white converse, but when I turned around to close the door, there, sitting in the door frame, licking its paw, was, you guessed it, the same annoying black cat. I sighed for the hundredth or so time that day. "Do you want to stay with me or something?" I asked while setting my book bag on the floor.
Once again, the only reply I got from the feline was a simple meow. The cat then walked right on in, like it owned the place.
"I'll take that as a yes." I bluntly exclaimed, more so to myself, while watching the cat get on my arm chair near the front of the small living room. I was about to tell the cat to get down, but a glow out of the corner of my eye drew my attention from the pesty feline.
"I'll deal with you later," I warned the cat, "first thing's first; I have to deal with this."
I took the orb away from my body. I had expected it to fall to the ground, but it continued to float. It was kind of cool, if you asked me. It almost reminded me of a ghost... not that I believed in that sort of thing, or anything like that. I watched the orb carefully, getting more and more curious by the passing seconds. 'What did it taste like? Why did I even want to know what it tasted like? Why was it red with a black coating? Why was there an... odd feeling about it?' All of those questions were running through my head a mile a second. I, even being the A plus student I was, didn't have an answer for any of my unanswered questions. 'I suppose I should study it... but where would I even begin?!'
All of this thinking was starting to make my hurt my head.
"Ah! I almost forgot!" I practically shouted as I looked down at my arm. The blood had dried up somewhat, and luckily wasn't dripping anymore.
I walked into my small kitchen, and made my way to the sink, which was probably one of the many things in my apartment that was always clean. I turned on the cold water, and gently began to scrub the blood off my arm with a washcloth. The once clear running water now ran red as it was washed down the drain. After a few minutes of scrubbing, my skin began to become a little tender, and where the blood had been, there was a small rash forming.
"Guess I scrubbed a bit too hard..." I said as I scratched the back of my head sheepishly.
"Meow!"
I turned around and was met with a black ball of fluff pouncing onto me, making me take a few steps back out of surprise.
"Now what do you want, cat?" I said, petting the feline's' head. "Are you hungry?"
I watched as the little cat leapt out of my arms, and onto my granite beige colored countertop. I wanted to tell it to get down, but I watched curiously as the cat just stared at me, almost expecting me to know what it was thinking. It began to paw at my refrigerator... 'Food it is, then' I thought.
I walked over to my refrigerator, and opened it up slowly. I wasn't pleased when the cooling air from my fridge washed over me. Ignoring the sudden cold nipping at my pale skin, I looked for something that I could feed the cat, since I clearly didn't have any cat food. I sighed as I pulled out a small can of tuna.
"I hope you don't mind this for now," I showed the can to the cat, who in return just meowed. "I'll have to get you some cat food tomorrow when I go to the store."
I opened the can and put it on the floor for the cat. I walked back into my living room, which is where I left the "soul". I was completely out of ideas concerning it. I mean, it's not really like I could go around asking people about it.
"Gah! Today couldn't get any weirder!" I raged. I couldn't have been more wrong. "And I probably just jinxed it! Dammit!"
Almost as if Kami himself had just heard me jinx myself, there was a knock at my front door. 'Who the hell would be up at this hour?' I thought harshly to myself, just wanting nothing more than to be done for tonight, but still I walked over to the door 'Oh, right. I am'. I stopped in front of the door before opening it. I cautiously reached my hand out to the knob. I felt something brush up against my leg. The cat, of course. So, I picked up the cat before opening the door...
Standing in front of me were two teens, both probably about the same age I am. One was a guy, he had white hair, crimson red eyes, pointy shark-like teeth, and a black and yellow jacket with reddish brown pants. The other person was a girl, who had her sand colored brown hair up in pigtails, and a typical schoolgirl kind of outfit and a black trench coat with a cloak-like end, a white blouse with a yellow sweater vest, a green striped tie, a red plaid skirt, and black boots with white buckles.
"Sorry to bother you at this time of night, but... we need to talk." The girl said with a serious tone, as well as a straight face while the guy matched hers.
'Well fuck.'
So? How was it? If there were any mistakes, please inform me about it! I know, I know, the chapter was pretty long, but that's mainly because I didn't want to stop writing it... and because I didn't really know where to stop. I have a feeling that I rushed through the fight scene a little too fast... Oh well. I really liked how this turned out! Please review and give me some feedback! And I'm open to any suggestions for the next chapter! I hoped you liked it! Bye Bye!
Wow, just went through and updated this. Added to some of the scenes and what-not :3 If you're reading this, and have been with me for sometime now, I am so, so sorry I have been absent! Not my intention, I just got busy with life and stuff happened, but I'm gonna try better now! I make no promises XD
