A/N: Here's Chapter 2! I'll try to update as much as I can on weekends because my mom usually confiscates my computer on weekdays.
Risdal: I got all my info from a doctor website, the only thing that I changed is that the Creutzfeldt-Jacob disease is supposed to be for people 60 and older. :P
Silhouette
Any idiot can face a crisis - it's day to day living that wears you out.
-AntonChekhov
Maka blinked. 'What the hell?' she thought. All she wanted was to find new stuff draw, and she just had to have gotten kidnapped by some blue-haired freak. Suddenly the blue-haired freak stopped running. 'Thank god.' Maka thought.
"Hey, Kid, hurry up! We gotta get to Soul's house!" the sugar crazed freak yelled.
"Coming, Black Star!" said the guy with three white stripes in his hair. 'What kind of name is Black Star, and who's Soul?' Maka thought agitatedly. The freak started running again. After about ten minutes he stopped. Maka opened her eyes and gasped. This house was HUGE. It was a three story white mansion with a freshly mowed lawn and white rosebushes and a small pond with small mallard ducklings waddling around. The freak known as "Black Star" rang the doorbell after a couple of seconds a butler dressed in a finely tailored black an white suit opened the door.
"Ah, Master Black Star, come in." the butler said in a quiet voice.
"Hi Albert! Kid will be here soon too 'kay? Black Star said. The butler nodded and Black Star walked into the mansion. Maka's eyes widened the inside was completely made of marble. An intricately made staircase spiraled down from the ceiling. As they neared the staircase Maka noticed very detailed designs of flowers and animals carved into the banister. Along the banister small words stated: A sound soul rests within a sound mind, and a sound body.
Maka puzzled over what the words were there for as Black Star ascended the stairs. As they ascended Maka heard the sound of someone playing the piano. Soon they reached the source of the music. It was a room with a black and gold door. Black Star knocked on the door.
"Come in." said a voice. Black Star walked in. Maka studied the boy sitting at the piano. He was about 17 with white hair and crimson eyes. He was wearing a black t-shirt and black denim jeans. His hands flowed across the piano, his fingers playing each note with elegance. The song was beautiful yet, strangely sad. (A/N: Soul is playing Silhouette by Owl City, if you haven't heard the song I highly recommend it!) Suddenly the music stopped.
"Why do you have a girl over your shoulder, Black Star?" The boy asked calmly.
"It's your birthday present Soul!" Black Star said to "Soul".
"First of all Black Star she is not and it and Secondly, why would you think getting me a girl for my birthday is a good idea?" "Soul" said with a deadly calm voice.
"Well….. you really need to get a girlfriend."
"Not cool Black Star, where's Kid did he agree to this?"
"He's coming and I kind of kidnapped the girl before he could say anything."
Soul sighed then looked at Maka.
"Are you okay?" He asked. She was about to nod when suddenly she couldn't see. There was blackness so dark and depressing. It engulfed her, swallowed her, and crushed her. "Not this again" Maka thought, but in the end the she gave in to it. She closed her eyes and screamed.
A/N: Well, that's it for now but I'll try to write another chapter tomorrow or tonight!