Soul Eater: VOID

Chapter 2

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"Hey...Your hair's on fire."

"What?"

Soul laughed as his older brother ran off to the nearest restroom as soon as they got home. For a grown man, Wes seemed to care a lot for his "beautiful" hair…up to the point where he'd believe anything that Soul would say about it. Like just then for example: Wes's hair wasn't really on fire. It looked burnt from when he had been fighting in the arena against a very old "Class B" …but it wasn't on fire or anything. Soul would have probably taken the situation a little more...seriously.

"Soul! I'll kill you for that!"

The youngest of the brothers laughed the other as he made his way up the stairs and up to his bedroom. But on the way to his room, the light under his parents' door caught his eye. "Mother?" He asked as he stopped in the middle of the hallway. "Father? Are you two already home?" His strong yet fragile hands touched the door's handle and slowly, it creaked open to reveal a lit up room. He slowly peeked his head in and saw no one in the room and only the silence that belonged to it. So he glanced over to the left and saw their bed, and that's where they were. Both his parents sat on their bed with reading glasses on; examining a large book that was opened up before them. "Is that…?"

"Oh, Soul! Come here" Roselin said as she looked up from the large book. She used her right hand to gesture him over in an excited way and slowly but surely, the young man made his way over. "We were able to get the witch's Spell Book!" She pointed to the page that she was looking at only moments ago and Soul crawled over to see as well. On the page he could see many different symbols written along with English written words. "Can you believe it?" His mother asked as her hands traced the page. "An actual Spell Book…" Soul eyed it carefully and let his own fingers trace along the page. He was the luckiest guy in the school to be able to actually touch one.

"H-How did you get it…?"

"She gave it to us." Roselin answered; causing him to look up in shock. The white haired woman then giggled and shook her head; taking her glasses off. "I'm kidding." She then said. Her crimson eyes soon lied on the book and she touched it again. "We actually waited until she set it aside to do something else. Sosano grabbed it and we took off before she could notice we were there—" A phone at the side of the room began ringing and all three of them were looking at it. Roselin lifted a brow as her husband got up to go answer it, and once he did, he gestured her over.

As they both talked, Soul, who still sat on the bed, looked at the book again. Slowly he reached over and grabbed the edge to shut it and once he did, a symbol on its cover came into view. He narrowed his eyes and rubbed the book's leather fabric; eying the symbol carefully. "What is that?" He then asked himself as he leaned in a little more to look at it in closer view. There was an "M" printed in a different color fabric and cursive like writing. Behind it, though, there was a shape of some sort that came up and around the letter, resembling a curved blade. "Is that…Soul Eater?"

"Soul! Go get your brother and tell him to meet us outside!"

Said boy looked up at his father as the man walked over. He grabbed the book away from his son and walked over to the room behind their mirror—the secret room where his parents kept their findings. "What's going on?" Soul asked as he slipped off the bed. His mother looked at him from the doorway, frowning with a look of pain in her eyes. "Mother?" Instead of answering to his calls, the woman shut her eyes and turned to leave as Sosano came out of the secret room and shut the mirrored door. Soul faced his senior and made a fist. "Father, what's going on?" He yelled; baring his shark like teeth in anger and frustration. "Why are you doing this all of a sudden—"

"There's no time to explain to you. Just get your brother!"

"But why?" Soul screamed as the door was slammed shut. His right eye twitched angrily before he took a step toward the door to go find his brother, but a bright light blazing behind him stopped him in his tracks. His shadow became bigger against the wall and caused him to spin around in curiosity. Outside the window a large light of orange blazed brightly; drawing him closer only to see that the city had caught on fire in the distance. "Whoa…oh geez…not cool, not cool…" Quickly, Soul spun back around and ran over to his parents' bedroom door and ran into the hallway, only to slam into the wall on the way. "WES!"

"I know, I'm going!"

Soul watched his older brother run down the hall and down the stairs as soon as he heard his voice. "Wes!" He then called; causing his brother to stop at the main doorway on the bottom floor. Crimson met crimson as the younger of the two eagerly bit his lip. "Wes, what…what's going on out there?" He finally asked. Wes smiled slightly at Soul's curiosity, and as he opened the door to leave he answered the younger boy.

"Witches are attacking."

~V O I D~

Soul knew he wasn't allowed to do it, but he still left the mansion anyway so he could help. Over the years, the city had been attacked many times, and he had been told each time to keep inside. But now that they were here and he actually knew what to do, he wasn't going to just kick back and relax as the people of his home town risked their lives. The only problem was that he didn't have a weapon to defend himself with, so his first stop was the class room of his new teacher Dr. Frank N. Stein. He remembered that the old man had a Lightning Bug in his desk, and if he could get a hold of it, he'd be just fine.

But that's when things got bad.

Something exploded under his feet; causing him to fly up and land against the nearest wall. The young white haired musician then coughed a few times before supporting himself up with his elbows to stare at the ground. What in the world had hit him? "Tisk tisk…a small child running around at a time like this…" A woman's voice rang. "And…he doesn't even have a weapon…how unlucky." Soul gasped and looked over to his left to see a tall blond woman dressed in a black jumpsuit. A barefooted, snake eyed witch stared down at him with a wand at hand and a narrow smile across her lips. "Say your prayers young man…" His lazy eyes widened, and from reaction to the raise of her wand, he got up and ran off as fast as he could; hearing the witch's laugh fill the air.

"Shit! The first witch I see and she's got to be an adult!" Soul screamed as he made his way up the stairs to Shibusen. As soon as he came up the doors that seemed to be fire proof from the flame all around, he slammed against it and grabbed the handle to pull it open. As he jerked and tugged, something crawled around his foot—or more like, slithered. "Snake? Not cool!" The boy shouted as he shook the snake off his foot. Behind him the blond "Class C" witch grinned again and began to conjure up even more snakes but once she got the incantation down, he had finally slipped inside.

Soul looked around the empty hall as he slammed the door behind him. "Hello?" He then called. But he received no answer. "Strange…" He then muttered to himself as he began walking towards Stein's classroom. "They usually come for Soul Eater…this place is usually packed with witches during an attack…" The boy's hands came across the doors to his classroom and slowly he opened it just enough to peek inside. "Teachers and hunters are usually running around this place too…" Within the classroom, there was no breathing soul alive, so he was safe to walk in without being seen. As soon as he got in, he went straight for the desk to tear the drawers apart.

"Hurry! Soul Eater is down this hall!"

Soul looked over to the door as he finally caught site of the gun he had been looking for. There were footsteps outside in the hall and he could see a shadow stop in front of the doorway; causing him to back away from it. Then, as the handle began to turn, the white haired hunter in training spun around and charged for the window. He slammed it open, set his hand on the windowsill, and jumped right out into the grassed courtyard two stories down. It hurt, yes, but he wasn't going to let it get to him. So he ran deeper into the park that resembled the woods that surrounded the city; keeping an eye on the window in case no one saw him escape the classroom with Stein's lightning bug. "I'm not allowed to help them…" He growled to himself as he stopped near one of the many different trees in that park. "But I don't care…hunting witches is in my blood…I have to do this…" Behind him, he could feel the atmosphere heating up and it was getting hot…

Very hot…

Soul spun around and saw that the half of the park was aflame; causing him to gasp but keep his cool all at the same time. "Fire! That only means one thing!" He then shouted to himself; glaring around as his crimson eyes glowed in the firelight. Why didn't he notice it before? "There's a "Class B" in the city!" The white haired boy quickly made his way away from the fire and down a flight of stairs that led down to the street. People were running back and forth screaming about the fire and how they left their belongings at home. Even hunters seemed to be panicking about their own children. But why was he there? The fire had just begun when he saw it, so that meant she was still up there in the garden!

"Soul?"

"Shit!" Soul cursed as he heard his mother's voice in the distance over the frantic yelling of the town's folk. An explosion completely drowned her out as he turned to run back up the stairs, and at the very top, he took one last look to see if she was ok. Roselin was just fine; the only problem was that there were people in her way as she was trying to reach her son. "Sorry Mother." He whispered before turning to run back into the park. He ran through the bushes and trees in the area, pointing the Lightning Bug in each direction he could until he found flame, then he'd turn around. He did this about three or four times until finally, when he turned around, he caught sight of a young girl just about his age, standing in the middle of the flame wearing a heavy brown coat and a brown hat atop her head. Light brown—almost sandy blond—pigtails hung from her head as her large forest green eyes scanned the fire lit park. And before he could say anything to her, a wand slipped out from within her sleeve and she blasted a fireball in the direction of the school; causing him to fall to the ground in surprise.

"Th-That's the "Class B"!" Soul shouted, mostly to himself. That couldn't be right…she was just a kid! How could a kid his age be a powerful witch like that? Gulping, the white haired boy crawled behind a bush and held up the Lightning Bug to aim at the powerful witch. He shut one eye to get a better shot and set his finger on the trigger until he noticed something on her jacket shoulder. A scythe looking symbol behind a cursive printed "M"? Where had he seen that before?

That's when it hit him.

Soul's eyes widened and he lowered his weapon. "They're not here for Soul Eater…" he then mumbled to himself as he watched the witch shoot a nearby house with a fireball. "They're here to help her find her Spell Book…That's why she's using elemental spells…" He looked down to the ground for a moment; realizing that his parents had the very thing this witch was looking for, and that also meant his home and his family were in danger. But he wasn't going to let her get anywhere further as long as he had the Lightning Bug. "Take this you rotten witch…" Soul growled; holding up the witch hunting gun and aiming for her. When the girl stopped to kick a nearby tree in anger, he pulled the trigger and an enormous amount of energy shot out from the front. Not being used to it, not only did it hit his target, but his hands were burnt as well. Not as bad as it would be for a witch, but bad enough to hurt like an "uncool" bitch!

Soul shook his burnt hand around to cool it off before looking up and over the bush to see what had happened to the witch. She was on her knees, holding her hand close with a look of pain on her face; causing him to grin and silently cheer to himself. "I did it! I hit a "Class B" witch!" He looked back up to bask in more glory but caught sight of her standing and holding up the other hand; revealing that he had only hit one hand instead of both. "Damn it!" Soul cursed as the witch shut her eyes and snapped her fingers. And just like that, she was gone in an instant; leaving him alone in a ring of fire. "What? Get back here!" He hopped over the bush and stood where she once was and held the Lightning Bug with one hand. He then sighed; realizing that she was gone and before he did anything else, a slither rung in his ear. Slowly, the white haired boy of the Evans family turned his head and saw what he feared was there.

A snake.

"AH! DAMN IT!" Soul screamed as he reached up with his burnt hand to rip it off his shoulder. "Not cool!" He then yelled before kicking it away.

"That wasn't very friendly you know…you should be nicer to my pets…"

Soul spun around to face the blond snake witch from before and instantly from reaction, held up the Lightning Bug in a defensive position. The woman smiled at him as if it was a game and took a step forward; causing him to take a step back in response. "Stay back." Soul then commanded as she took another step forward; raising her wand. "I'll shoot you." He then said as the surface of the magical stick began to glow a dark yellow color. "I mean it." He said again. The witch laughed and went to speak an incantation but stopped at the feeling of another gun pressed up against her head.

""Class C" Witch, Medusa. Lay a hand on my son, and I will shoot you right there where you stand."

Soul lowered his weapon and blinked in surprise at his rescuer. "M-Mother?" He then stuttered out as the witch's wand went back to normal and disappeared back into her pocket. "What are you doing?" He then asked as a few other hunters ran over and took the witch known as Medusa away. "I-I almost had her…" Roselin put her Lightning Bug away and walked over to her son with a serious look in her eyes. And then before he could say anything else, she lightly tossed her hand down on the top of his head, hard enough just to make it hurt. "Hey—" His mother huffed and looked away; crossing her arms in a childish manor.

"That was for sneaking out and doing…uh…whatever you were doing!"

"I shot a "Class B" on the hand!"

"Oh, Soul I was so worried about you!" Roselin balled as she hugged the younger Evans family member. Soul blinked and lifted a brow. His mother hadn't heard a single word he just said... "I saw you out there in the streets and was already worried in an instant!" She cried; still hugging the poor boy. "And once I saw you run up here to where all the fire was, I was even 'more' worried!"

'Is that even possible…' Soul thought as the woman cried over his shoulder. He sighed and hugged his mother back and decided that maybe telling them all that he had shot and burned a "Class B" witch's hand was probably a bad idea at the moment….

~V O I D~

"I'm sure you did, dear."

"No, really mother, I did." Soul shot back as he followed his mother around the mansion. He had been trying that whole morning so far to tell her that he had burned a "Class B" witch on the hand. He even got specific and told her that it was the right hand. But for some reason, she didn't believe him. Maybe it was because they were both up at four in the morning from lack of sleep that she just didn't feel like listening to logic. "Mother, the witch was right there. I shot her hand and she used the other to disappear."

"Soul, witches can't use spells if you burn their hands."

"Yeah, that's why I'm telling you I shot her 'right' hand!" Soul stopped in front of a door after his mother disappeared behind it. The sign on the door said what it usually said to let people out in the hall know that Roselin was taking a bath at the moment, so with a groan, he set his forehead on the door. "Mother, common…you have to believe me." The white haired boy almost felt desperate now…He had even whispered that into the door. "Mom?" He asked again. But there was only silence, so with a sigh, Soul turned and began walking back to the kitchen. As soon as he was in there he opened the nearest cupboard and searched through its contents. Soon he pulled out a small bottle that resembled an eye drop container, but instead of dripping its contents on his crimson eyes, he let it drop on the burns on his right hand. Then he rubbed the liquid in and set the bottle in his pocket before walking away.

Soul climbed up the steps, walked passed his mother's bathroom and came to his bedroom door. Not so slowly, he swung it open and walked inside before heading over to his dresser. He opened the first drawer and pulled out the Lightning Bug he had used to shoot the witch the night before. Then with a nod in approval, Soul shut the drawer, turned to his window, opened it and crawled out. He then grabbed a pipe that went along the side of his mansion and used it to go to a window on the other side of it. Carefully, he reached over and opened the sliding glass window and looked around the room that belonged to his older brother. Wes wasn't in there, so he was free to reach into the glass pot on the older man's dresser and pull out what he had been looking for.

A knife.

Satisfied with what he got, Soul leaned back outside, shut Wes's window and with a deep breath, slid down the pipe all the way to the grassy hill at the base of his home. He landed in a large bush and rolled out fast enough to help himself stand almost instantaneously. And then with a "cool guy" like fix of his hair, Soul was off down the hill and on his way to go research the surrounding woods.

~V O I D~

Of course Soul found nothing. The woods were empty, other than the occasional birds and animals that he'd see somewhere in the distance or in a tree. He actually tripped a couple times to make it even more uncool. The rich kid of the city wasn't very used to walking aimlessly through a forest without a trail, so what he was doing was getting him lost. Very lost… Kicking a rock wasn't a very good idea, since it usually ended up being larger than he thought and half of it was just underground; causing him to fall right on his face. Thinking that a tree branch will stay back when you push it wasn't a good idea either since the damn thing came back and smacked him in the face when he did it. Soul didn't like the woods.

He really didn't.

Angry at the tree that had just slapped him in the face, Soul took out the knife he stole from his brother's room and cut the branch down. "Ugh! That's so uncool!" He then yelled; throwing it as far as he could before putting the knife back. Then, fixing his black leather jacket, he turned at the heel to keep walking, but to his misfortune, ran into the very tree he had stolen its branch from. For a moment he tried to stay standing, but after about three seconds, the white haired boy fell to the ground and shut his eyes.

'NO!'

Soul sat up and opened his eyes again; refusing to pass out in the middle of the forest. He couldn't get lost, he 'wouldn't' get lost! Even if he had to stop himself completely from passing out. He used his hands as support to stand up and brushed off his beige colored pants before looking away to the right. But then he stopped; lifting a brow and tilting his head slightly to the side. "How long has that been there?" He then asked himself. There before him was just another regular cliff, but this one had a waterfall that fell down into a very shallow pool beneath. So shallow that he could see the bottom and jump across on some stones that weren't submerged if he wanted to. It sparkled in the sunlight as if it were some kind of magic spring from some kind of fairy tale. The roaring sound of the water almost seemed quiet and peaceful because of it…

"How did I not hear that, either?"

Soul picked up a small rock and tossed it into the water; causing it to skip across the surface and after it plunged into the shallow water, he let out a sigh, and turned to his left to keep looking on his search. There was another thing he hadn't seen until that very moment. But this one caused him to freeze completely; eyes widened from shock. At the bank of the pond, leaning on a large stone, the sandy blond witch he shot the night before slept. She was actually sleeping…her wand nowhere to be seen, her clothed body completely exposed to the world. Her hand, still burnt, rested in her lap, and her hat lied on the ground beside her; revealing her red ribboned pigtails.

The white haired boy gulped, reached into his pocket, and pulled out the knife before slowly making his way over to the sleeping witch. He stepped over every little thing that could make a sound and as soon as he was in front of the girl, he gripped the knife's handle and gulped down a lump in his throat. "This is it…" He then muttered to himself; watching the rising and falling of her chest. "I'll kill you…and then I can prove to my Mother and Father what I did last night was true." Soul shut his eyes and held the knife up in a ready position. But something was wrong. He couldn't swing down on the witch.

'Common…' Soul thought; opening his eyes again. Though, he caught something and glanced right at it. And that "it" was her. She was looking right at him with wide and fearful eyes. He felt his own eyes widen at the sight. Why did she have to be awake? Why did she have to be looking right at him? And why…why didn't she just strike him down with the last bit of the magic she had with her one properly working hand? The witch shut her eyes and looked away from him as if ready to except the knife as Soul kept on staring at her. He felt his hands begin to shake. 'Common…any cool guy could have killed her by now…' he thought; shutting his eyes again.

The knife hit the ground near her leg; causing her large green eyes to open in wonder. She then glanced up to see him blankly staring at it. And then, before anything else happened, he sighed and knelt down; reaching into his back pocket. "Guess I'm not as cool as I thought I was…" He then muttered to himself as he took out the small bottle of the burn healing liquid he used that morning. His crimson eyes met her forest for what seemed like a second, before he reached over and grabbed her right hand. Her eyes widened as he did so and just as he rose the small bottle over her hand, they widened even more; almost full of fear.

"Wha-What are you doing?"

The witch tried to jerk her hand away, but Soul held it tight and dripped the contents of the bottle onto her burnt hand. Then, after putting it back into his pocket, he rubbed it in real quick for her before anything else could happen. As soon as he let go of her hand, it flung back to be held in the other; her eyes watching him curiously and full of confusion. "That was a recipe my mother made." Soul told her as she shifted into a different position. "It heals the burn you get from a Lightning Bug side affect. Since your hands were burnt, I thought that maybe—" There was a flash of white; causing him to shut his trap. Then, out of nowhere, the white haired boy felt a force push him back, flinging him across the pond and slam against a boulder. What had hit him?

"V-Void...Element?"

The witch stood up from the other side of the pool and began walking toward him. She even stepped in the water and kept on making her way over. Her wand slipped out of her sleeve and the surface began to glow a bright white color. Then, lightning bolts surrounded it and shot towards him; causing him to lean back against the boulder even more. 'Lightning?' Soul thought as the witch held the wand in his face. He could feel the static shock just barely on the tip of his nose. 'Lightning is light!...That means it's a part of the void…right? Since when was void an actual element!' He shut his eyes as the wand began to glow more intensely and he waited for the pain.

Zap

The only shock he received was a small zap on the nose; causing his eyes to open. The witch was…smiling at him? Before he could say anything, her wand went back into her sleeve and she stood up straight to walk away. With a swing of her finger, her hat lifted into the air and fell onto her head lightly. She then lifted her large coat into the air and put that on over her strange black, brown and white outfit before finally turning towards the waterfall. He lifted a brow as she made her way over to it, and soon, oddly enough, she disappeared under the falls. Soul stood up, watched the water for a moment, and then finally, passed out for the last time that day.

If y'all havn't noticed...

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