CHAPTER 1
"I'm Sorry."
I came out of the house, sighing as I looked down. Blood. All stained on my perfect ruffled dress. I set my knife beside me and look up at the full moon. "Another kill." I layed back and looked at the stars. "If I knew what my life was going to, I would stop and turn it around." I stood up and jumped onto a roof, the scarf I wore blowing forward with the wind. I looked back at the small house I was just at. "Sleep well. Thanks for the soul."
I smirked and looked beyond Death City. I felt his madness inside of me. All the rage and sadness. But most of all, I was afraid. I was afraid of getting caught and disgracing father's work. My father was the epicenter of madness itself. But that girl, that damned girl, took him away. ('-means thoughts) 'I will take away her most loved thing.' I thought. I hid my madness and tried to look normal. But that grin I make can't go away so easily. "I must go back and see this, Soul Eater." I looked around and silently made my way to a house. I snuck into the window and took a tank top, with very short shorts. I couldn't show my scarf. My scarf made of fathers skin.
"Hey! There you are Suzuki!" a familiar voice said. I turned around. It was Maka. "I was waiting for you, but you took a while so I figured you wouldn't come." I tried holding back my frown but it happened to slip. "Sorry, I woke up late." I lied. My blood boiled with anger and hatred. 'Just you wait Maka Albarn. I'll get my revenge. I will become the new source of madness.' A smile creeped across my face. 'It's going to be fun for me.'