Authoress: So, you're starting a fanfiction, huh? Can I read it?

Lex: Yeah, and sure, if you want. I've only got the Prologue done, though.

(Lex hands Authoress her notebook. Authoress starts to read.)

Authoress: ...

Lex: ... So, how is-

(Authoress holds up her finger.) Authoress: Shh!

Lex: Well, i guess I'll do the disclaimer now. I don't own Authoress, Black Butler, or Soul Eater, but I do own my Oc's. Authoress? You still with me?

Authoress: Shh!

(Lex shrugs) Lex: Enjoy!

"Bye Mom, I'm going to Marcus's house!" Jules called to her mother as she opened the door.

"Don't forget your jacket!"

Jules paused before grabbing her tan colored jacket. She really didn't like that jacket. It was too big around the middle, the sleeves were too long, and the pockets buttoned rather than zipped. "Got it!"

"Phone?" her mom asked.

"It's dead, I'll use Marcus's to call you when I get there, okay?"

"Sounds good, have fun, I love you!"

She smiled to herself. "Love you too mom." The door closed behind her and she set off at a jog through the chilly fall air. Her messy brown hair flew behind her in the wind.

After two blocks she slowed to a walk and raised a hand to shield the sun from her speckled brown eyes.

A black Stratus pulled up next to her. The passenger window rolled down and a voice called out, "Jules, what a pleasure to see you this morning."

Jules smiled and replied, "Gavin, how are you?" She walked up to the car and looked in the window.

Gavin returned her smile with a twinkle in his dark eyes. "And where are you off to this fine morning? Care for a lift?"

"Actually, I was just on my way to Marcus's house. We're entering a Halo tournament today."

She noticed his grip tighten on the wheel. Jules knew that Gavin and Marcus didn't get along, but she wasn't sure why.

"Well," he said, still smiling, "that's four blocks away, isn't it? I would be glad to escort you."

"No, really, that's okay, I don't want to bother you," Jules said, blushing slightly.

"Nonsense, it's not a bother at all, what sort of man would I be if I left a beautiful damsel stranded on the side of the road?"

She rolled her eyes. "I wouldn't say 'damsel' or 'stranded', but if you insist, I suppose it wouldn't hurt." She opened the door and climbed in.

It was warm inside the black Stratus. Jules looked over at Gavin. He was wearing a white collared shirt and black vest. His black pants tapered down, fitting the shape of his legs perfectly. His hair was as black as the car he drove. He tossed his head to get the dark locks out of his eyes. Jules gave a small smile. For Gavin, she knew, this was casual.

He noticed the smile and returned one of his own. "How are you this morning, Jules?"

"Oh, you know, the usual. Stayed up to late last night, slept too long this morning, now I'm rushing to where I need to be." She scratched the back of her head as she talked, realizing that she forgot to brush her hair that morning.

He chuckled. "Don't be silly. A lady is never late, everyone else is simply early."

"Mind telling my teachers that?"

"Ah yes, how was school this week?" Gavin didn't go to school. His family was rich and he had a private tutor. The only reason they even knew each other was because their fathers had done business years ago and Gavin had taken a liking to her.

"School was good. Managed to turn in my Social Studies project in on time. I was lucky enough to get Rachelle as my partner and we always work well together."

Now let me tell you. Four blocks isn't that far. By the time Jules had finished that last sentence, they had pulled up in front of Marcus's house. And who was sitting on the front porch? Who else but Marcus of course!

"Thanks so much for the ride, Gavin. It was really good to see you again," Jules said, unbuckling her seat belt.

"Anytime, I'm glad to do it. Say, if you're free next weekend, I would love to take you to a movie. If that's alright with you of course," Gavin asked. To anyone else he would have seemed just as confident as always. But to someone who's known him for years, (like Jules) his touch of nervousness would have been clear.

"I'll have to see what I'm doing this weekend, but that sounds like a lot of fun, so I'll try and make some time, okay?"

"Excellent," he breathed, sounding relieved as he smiled.

As she exited the car, Marcus stood up. She waved to him and smiled. As she walked forward she heard a car door close behind her.

Jules turned. "Gavin…"

"I almost forgot something," he said. He made is way around the car and took her hand. "This is for you." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a bracelet.

It was a silver chain. The clasp was a pink heart that split down the middle. Gavin put it around her wrist.

"You always wear such neutral clothes. I thought you might like to have a little color," Gavin spoke gently.

"Yeah, and what makes you think she'd want a girly thing like that?" Marcus startled them both from the sidewalk, arms crossed. "Jules, since when did you get 'one hell of a butler'? You've been holding out on me."

"Hmph," Gavin grumbled, standing up a bit straighter.

"Marcus…" Jules said quietly.

*Alright, that's enough of this whole love triangle stuff. There is entirely too much fiction and not enough fan going on here!*

Death City – 10:00 PM

A lone weapon walked through the rain, crying. She collapsed against a lamp post.

"It's hopeless," she said. "No meister will ever want as useless a weapon as me." She punches the ground. "No! I refuse to give up." She furiously wiped the tears from her face. "I made a promise to myself that I would never cry for anyone else. And that includes me! Get it together, Cel. You're sister is counting on you!"

As she stood, the rain began to stop and the clouds cleared away. She looked to the sky and gazed at the laughing moon. She often thought about that moon. About how it must see everything from up there. At that particular moment, Cel wondered what the moon was laughing at. Could it be her and her personal monologue? Or perhaps something else, something she couldn't see or understand.

'Never mind that now,' she thought. 'It's about time I got home.'

She headed off down the street, deciding to continue the search tomorrow.

Lex: Well, that's the end of the Prologue! I hope you liked it! Please review and let me know what you think!

(Lex turns around) Lex: So, Authoress, what did you- ... Authoress? WHERE'D YOU GO!

(The notebook is on the ground next to a portal.)

Lex: Oh, this is not good, not good at all.

(Lex walks through the portal, but pokes her head back through) Lex: Thanks again for reading, tell me if you want more!