HEY! SO THIS IS MY FIRST SOUL EATER FAN FICTION! I HOPE ITS OKAY! ILL ONLY CONTINUE THIS IF I GET SOME GOOD REVIEWS FOR IT!
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-CoolPort-
I DO NOT OWN SOUL EATER
His black silk suit glinted in the moonlight lit fog as he strolled down the darkened street. His hands were shoved into his pockets, the cold metal of a gun resting in his palm, ready to shoot if needed.
The bloody grin of moon illuminated the whole town with a eerie sense, causing the albino's senses to be in overload. He was hyperactively aware of the mist that curled around his limbs like a suffocating poison, the tendrils threating to choke the air from his lungs as the spiraled around his tan neck. He frowned as a rhyme began to spin itself into his mind.
One bright day, on a dark black night
Two dead boys went out to fight
Back to back they faced each other
Drew out swords and shot each other
If you think this tale is tall...
You can ask the blind man.
He saw it all...
His palms began to sweat as he realized he had a visitor following his every move.
"Evans." A voice sounded behind him.
"What?" He stopped and tensed at the vibrato of the familiar voice.
"I need you to do something for me." The voice trailed off, the serious tone of the man evident in his monotone response.
"What? I'm out. How did you find me?" Soul inquired without turning to face his associate.
"I have my ways…" The voice quirked with an obvious grin to accompany the tone, as the reaper's eyes lit up like the dawn. He was proud of his accomplishments at his young age.
"Of course you do. What do you want, Kid?" Soul demanded, still facing away. Kid was becoming impatient at the man's arrogance. He breathed heavily onto his black and white hair that was shrouding his eyes in the pale moonlight.
"Someone's threatening my… symmetry… lets say. They're trying to assassinate my elite team." The reaper hissed. "They killed Hiro." Kid's face fell into a frown and his thin eyebrows arched downward in anger. His golden eyes alight with fiery hatred at the demise of his agent.
"Sorry. I can't help." Soul shrugged, his smirk fading from his tanned face as his ears rang of the fact that his comrade was dead.
"You're a coward, Evans." Kid snapped as his hand clenched, his silver skull rings digging into his palms.
At this, Soul's tense muscles flipped to face his acquaintance.
"How dare you have the balls to say that to me?" Soul growled as he held the young reaper against the wall by his neck.
Kid smiled vaguely, not showing fear at the man's response.
"I'm simply stating a fact. Rejoin the elite team, and you might be able to change your title. Your honor." Kid offered. His words seemed to tantalizing to the other man, they were simply too good to be true. They couldn't be, he could never get his honor back. He could never forgive himself or what had happened.
At his offer, Soul dropped his victim and shook himself off, trying to reign in his fury.
"No. I'm done with that." The white haired man decided taking a deep breath and snaking a shaky hand through his ivory colored hair, raking it back in anxiety.
"They're targeting the company, Soul. They're taking us out, one by one. Killing off the most powerful first." Kid whispered menacingly, not taking to the fact that his offer had been declined, when he was the one putting his life on the line.
"I told you, I'm OUT. I mean it, Kid." Soul growled, his crimson eyes glaring at a building, scanning for the source of a slight sound he had heard earlier.
Soul turned to leave, beginning to stalk off into the cold night once more, but not before he heard the reaper's words of caution to the white haired boy.
"They will find you, Evans."
"I know." And with those words, his flurry of white hair disappeared into the black night, the buildings of Death City swallowing him whole.
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-CoolPort-