Chapter 1: Its not him, its her.
This is a Soul Eater fanfic, one of my very first one's actually. Lol.
Read, enjoy and review!
Story start.
Your everyday girl who you'd walk past in a supermarket, who'd be just as normal as any other human bein you've passed in the park, or ran into on your way to work or school.
May, however, wasn't normal at all.
Everyday life, she seemed to act normal when outdoors, but a whole other story spins around this girl.
Name: Mayhem de Draguille.
Age: 18.
Hair: Waist length, black.
Eyes: Pale blue.
Looks: Slightly tanned, petite with small breasts.
Good or evil: Neither.
Personality: Good natured when outdoors, rest unknown.
Other: Unknown.
May had just returned home after going out to buy ingredients for supper, but she didn't start preparing it. Instead, she dumped the bag on the counter, went to the bathroom and turned on the shower, undressing herself.
After testing the water, she climbed into the shower and drowned all the days events, her expression turning blank. She was starting to get annoyed by the way she has to act daily while in public, enjoying the fact that she's quiet every time she's at home, not having to talk much.
She finished up in the shower, dried and dressed, afterwards plopping herself down on a couch in front of the television. It was starting to turn dark outside, and by the looks of it, was almost around seven at night.
Sighing, she stood up from the couch, the TV still off, and went to her room. There she sat down on her bed, unwilling to take her clothes off. She stood up and walked over to her closet, pulling out numerous unknown things and stowing them away on various parts of her body.
As she stood up, closed the closet door and turned around, something caught her eye. She turned and saw a red glow in the corner of her room. Quietly, she stepped closer to it, clearly cautious. As she neared, the red glow seemed to brighten at her approach, or was that because of her eyes adjusting to the slight darkness in the room?
The red glow seemed to light up the room and a slight breeze flitted around the room, sending a chill down May's spine.
Somewhere else, four people have been sent to London to find a kishin or something. Thanks to a very paculiarly stupid lesson involving scented candles with proffessor Stein, Maka and Soul weren't quite happy with each other at the moment.
"Blackstar, aren't you cold?" Tsubaki questioned, rather paranoid.
"This cold doesn't bother me at all. Hey, Maka, sense any souls yet?" Blackstar barked, flexing and stretching to warm up. It was snowing lightly in London at the time.
"I'll check now." Maka answered, closing her eyes. "Yes, there's one right in front of us." She opened her eyes again, then they widened.
"What?" Soul asked.
"There's another very powerful soul coming in from above." Maka stated, looking up into the sky.
"Witch?" Soul looked up as well.
Maka shook her head. "I don't know, I can't... I don't... Understand..."
The soul Maka was talking about before, the one that apparently was right in front of them, was a man wearing prison robes, a ball and chain and had a tattoo over his left eye saying 'no future'. The other soul that descended from above turned out to be a human.
Whoever it was, he/ she crushed Blackstar as he/ she landed suddenly, like a meteor. "Blackstar!" Tsubaki screamed in shock.
"Ow..." The person who landed said, standing up. It turned out that it was a girl. Maka stared at the two people in shock. The girl glanced around at her surroundings, walking around. She then spotted something and pointed her finger at it, whatever it was.
It turns out that, whatever it was, was a frog, who squealed in pain and dropped onto the snow on the bridge, twitching and writhing. There was a poof of smoke and in the place of the frog sat a woman who looked suspiciously like a witch.
The girl still pointed her finger at the woman, who still writhed in pain, screaming. The man who first arrived stared in horror as his associate, it seemed, was cruelly tortured.
"What is it, Maka?" Soul questioned, watching Maka as she stared in horror at the scene in front of her.
"The... Soul... Its powerful..." She gasped.
The guy then growled and flung himself to his friend's rescue, transforming into a werewolf. "Holy shit, he's that immortal guy with the magic eye!" Soul barked. "He has the powerful soul, right?"
Maka shook her head. "Its not him, its her!" She pointed to the girl who watched with a blank expression as she tortured the witch. When the werewolf-man flung himself at her, he was blasted away by some unknown force as the girl held up her other hand.
"I'll deal with you later." The girl mumbled, rotating her wrist. The woman screamed loudly and then her scream died. There was silence as the woman's body stopped moving. Everyone stared in shock at the dead witch, then at the girl. A purple sphere exited the body of the dead witch, a soul.
Somewhere else, Medusa held a concerned expression on her face, frustrated as well. She had lost contact with the frog witch completely. The frog witch was watching the weapons and meisters and then suddenly all contact was lost. Had she been killed?
Impossible, no one could have seen her, she was hidden well. Could it have been the assassin, Blackstar? He did dissapear suddenly.
Curses.
The girl lowered her hand and turned to the others, staring at them before turning away. She walked over to where the werewolf landed and watched as he stood up on shaky legs, apparently terrified of what just happened. The girl's hand dissapeared and reappeared in the blink of an eye, now holding a dagger.
The werewolf glanced at the shiny dagger before bursting out in laughter. "That won't hurt me! I'm immortal!" He barked.
The girl said nothing and lunged forward, stabbing the dagger into the guy's chest. "There's a specific way to kill immortals." She mumbled, driving the dagger deeper into the man's chest.
He grunted in surprise and cried out in pain. "What the- aaaaarrrggghh!"
"This dagger is not only made of the purest silver, its also coated with a special ointment that burns the body." The girl grinned. "Anything can die." She pulled the dagger out and hid it again.
The werewolf backed a few steps away, gripping the wound. Maka, Soul and Tsubaki, Blackstar being knocked unconcious, watched as the werewolf burst into flames and fall to ashes.
"Soul, what... What just happened?" Maka asked, completely terrified.
The girl turned back to them, narrowed her eyes and then slowly made her way over to the group. "That clears up your problem." She said, holding out an outstretched hand. "May." In her hand was two souls.
Well, that's all for chapter 1! Hope all of you enjoyed this little twist in my story writing!
Please review, seeing as this is my first time ever writing a Soul Eater fanfic...