Here's my second Soul Eater fanfic, but I'm counting it as my first seeing as how the other one is written rather poorly and requires MAJOR work. Important notes for this story, umm well it's AU for starters, but based off of the anime to allow for the ending to actually end and not go on, plus some of the details work better for this story. If you haven't seen the anime then I guess that the plot will seem extremely AU. The brewing romance between Soul and Maka is going to be a little slow rising, but this IS going to be a chapter story. Expect a LOT of Maka and Black*Star brother/sister relationship to be shown here. Probably OOC but hey, it's not like I OWN this and can mold the character's personalities however I want.
Disclaimer: I don't own Soul Eater, but I DO own my very own laptop on which I watch/read Soul Eater and write fanfics.
Maka Albarn hummed along to the song on the radio as she got ready to take a shower. It sounded like all of the other pop songs nowadays, but the tune was catchy even if the lyrics made next to no sense. She released her hair from the two twin pigtails she wore it in during the day then slipped into the shower. The hot water felt great and did wonders to release the built up tension that just didn't seem to go away at all today. With a groan, she tried to finish as fast as she could, knowing her Papa would freak out if she didn't answer the door at his first knock.
He was only 32, but her Papa, Spirit Albarn, was the Chief of Police and one of the most trusted people that the Mayor of Death City, Lord Death, kept close to him. Even Maka was unable to find out what had caused the mayor to give her father the title of Chief of Police, but he handled it well considering his age and, in Maka's opinion, questionable mental stability. Her parents were only 18 when she was born and their relationship was fairly new, so it was no shock when she was only six and her parents divorced each other. Her mother had discovered her father had been going to the bar with the other detectives and flirting with everything that had breasts. After the divorce her mother went and traveled the world while her Papa fell deeper into his womanizing ways, until Maka told him she was moving out. Then he shaped up (a bit) and began throwing himself back into work and being a father. When her mother had divorced him he had taken the "father" role to the extreme on many occasions, and it often embarassed Maka.
Today, however, had been a long day and now she was being forced by her Papa to go out to a late dinner with him. Actually, she remembered, it was a celebration for the new detective at the bar the precinct frequented called Chupa Cabra's. She could get away with her usual miniskirt and vest combo, but Liz was almost guaranteed to be there, so Maka would have to put on something else that would undoubtedly cause her father to squeal over her "cuteness."
Sighing at the too-short of shower, Maka snuck her arm out from between the curtain and the wall and grabbed her towel, efficiently drying herself off then wrapping it around herself until she could go and grab her clothes. She opened the curtain then stepped out, still humming off-key to the nameless tune, when she noticed the blood on the wall, drawn into a symbol she knew too well. Immediately Maka looked around for any sign of an intruder with her sense perked up, and saw the bathroom window open. She leaned against the bathroom wall for support, trying to slow down her breathing and heartbeat which had sped up at the sight of that hated symbol, once again painted in blood.
She remembered the symbol well in her mind, the first time her father had taken out to a crime scene when she was twelve and seriously considering becoming a police detective like the people she grew up around. It was the double murder of a young couple with a very old knife, unidentifiable due to its age, and on the wall with their blood, an eye had been painted. It was drawn oddly at a vertical angle, and the detectives were surprised when it was Maka who recognized it as reminiscent of the Third Eye of Shiva(1). She had been reading a book on chakra for fun having been curious on the topic and had just read about Shiva's Third Eye the day before. Many cultures associated the third eye to be a part of a person's chakra and a symbol seers or people who had a sense of enlightenment on spiritual or personal significance as well as the ability of precognition and clairvoyance.
Maka's observation seemed to be close to the mark because the next day they'd gotten a letter from the mysterious killer, once again written in blood, declaring his new reign of terror. The killer had talked about how the balance of things in Death City was wrong, and he had finally learned that. It had been signed Asura, and Maka would always remember the silence that came over the precinct. Asura had once been a detective for Death City, she'd learned later, and it was because of his training there that the police had been unable to catch him. He killed four more people before disappearing off the face of the planet. The training Asura had before disappearing allowed him to vanish into thin air, and even with the technology today they couldn't find him, he had completely disappeared until now.
He's back, Maka thought, completely terrified at this point, this has to be a mistake, there's no way Asura would even know who I am. I'm one student at the DWMA out of the one hundred and fifty people in my graduating class alone. He's been missing for years so why is he striking now? Why me? His MO is changing, he never stalked his victims like this before, why give me the warning?
Oh my god...
And that was the prologue (It's meant to be short)! I'll attempt to write and post as soon as I can, but with my extracurricular activities my life gets hectic. I'm aiming for the first chapter to be posted by Tuesday hopefully. Please review, and enjoy the story.
(1) The Third Eye of Shiva- I had actually looked this up. It looks pretty much exactly the same as the eye on Asura's forehead. So I kinda just rolled with it seeing as how it actually does mean the person with the marking has had a revelation of sorts, or claims to have the ability of precognition and Asura had his "vision" while entrapped.
PROLOGUE EDITED! Just thought you all should know...
That's all for now,
-Charlotte.
