DO. NOT. OWN. SOUL. EATER.
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Maka Albarn walked through the dark streets alone. Her dirty blonde pigtails bounced on her back while she quickened her pace, not wanting to be caught defenseless for too long. True over the years of her father's instruction she had become an excellent fighter, but she was in a new city now and wasn't about to make another bad reputation for fighting. She had come to death city in search of a new life, without the hindrance of her past. At only seventeen years old she had already been in juvenile four times and put about ten people in the hospital. She shook her head to try and rid herself of these thoughts.
As she continued walking she sensed that she wasn't alone. She wasn't of very ample breasts, but she was a respectable B-cup. She also had legs that went on for miles, and prided herself on what little curves she did have. With these thoughts in her head another invaded, what if I'm being stalked? Maka turned her head just slightly to the right and caught sight of a flighty shadow in her peripheral vision. Maka made a mental note to walk faster and ignore what ever she might encounter. I don't want to screw this chance at a new life up. She thought as her pace quickened almost to a jog. As she continued to her new apartment she heard quiet put quick-paced footsteps behind her. Adrenaline pumping, Maka sprinted the rest of the way home closing and locking the door tightly behind her. She sighed in relief at the quietness of her home. She turned around an watched out of the window, but saw nothing. Maka shook her head again and closed all the blinds, making sure to watch out of the windows a few extra seconds to be sure she wasn't being watched herself.
Maka made dinner for herself and plopped down on her new leather couch. After finishing her food and cleaning up the dishes, Maka flipped on the TV and watched some corny movie about vampires and elves. Ugh, she thought I hate all that fairytale nonsense... as it grew later, Maka found herself rather sleepy, so she turned the TV off and when into her room. Most of her things had been unpacked already, but boxes still scattered the floor of her house. She had an urge to continue unpacking but decided it'd be better to go to bed and do it in the morning when she wasn't so tired. So, Maka set her alarm then plopped face down into her enormous bed. She snuggled under the covers and hugged on of her various pillows tightly into her stomach. Soon she had drifted to dream land.
Eight o'clock came quickly and Maka found herself waking up to a shrill buzz before she could remember her dream. She yawned and stretched much like a cat does. She sat up and nuzzled her blue comforter to her face, sighing. She sat there a few minutes trying to think, more or less about her dream than what was chasing her last night. She shook of the feeling of being watched with a shudder. Then stretched he arms high in the air. After coming to the conclusion that she should get to work, Maka slid her bare legs out of bed and placed her feet on the freezing wooden floor. She shivered as the coldness seemed to dart up her body. She stood up, her short nightgown falling to just below her bottom, and walked to the bathroom.
Maka took a quick glance into the mirror and found that she look like a hot mess. She laughed a little and pulled her hair out of the hair bands. Running her fingers through her, now wavy, hair, she walked across the large bathroom to the shower stall. Slowly, Maka stripped out of her close, being cautiously slow as she still felt that she was being watched. Once she was completely naked, she stepped into the shower. She turned the cold metal handle, which made an old creaking noise, to the hottest temperature she could stand and took her time bathing herself under the relaxing stream of hot water. As she ran her fingers through her wet hair, Maka heard a quiet whispering. She jerked quickly to look behind her, but it felt like the presence of someone where she was just looking. Maka quickly back up against the wall of the shower, feeling relief as the cold tile pressed against her bare back. Maka finished her shower as quickly as she could, without washing her face. She felt as though, if she closed her eyes for even a moment, someone or something would appear. Maka walked briskly back into her room and shut the bathroom door behind her, this eliminated some of the eerie feeling she was experiencing.
While getting dressed, Maka made sure to periodically look around her room, making sure nothing was taken or left. After successfully clothing herself Maka felt more confident and, after a cup of coffee, she got to work unpacking. Soon she forgot all about the feeling of being watched, and by lunch time she had finished unpacking all but the boxes in the kitchen.
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Next chapter will be up soon...
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