A/N: There is a little bit of gore in this chapter, so proceed with caution! X)

What Soul could remember of his human life, was most of it. He lived in the Victorian age, and had lived in a family that was rich beyond belief, they were a family of music.

He remembers having one older brother, his name was Wes Evans… he was one cruel boy, always making fun of Soul, making sure to out stage him. Wes loved to play his violin, and Soul loved to play his piano… but they were always butting heads.

Somehow, Wes had always managed to keep Soul in his shadow, and Soul was getting sick of it, he didn't care that his mother had always loved him most, he just wanted all the attention to himself… but he snapped when his brother had slapped him for disrespecting him.

Wes would have been Soul's first victim… if it wasn't for their father kicking Soul out of the house.

For years, Soul had lived on the streets, surviving on instinct, going from a wealthy, spoiled brat, to a starving homeless. It was unbearable, that's when his memory fails him.

He remembers sitting there, about ready to pass out from the cold when someone grabbed his wrist and tugged.

All he remembers were those green eyes and then everything had gone black. That's the last of his memory until years later, he remembers one night that will haunt him.

Flash Back-

"What the hell?" he exclaimed in her face, her green eyes widening in fear.

"Soul! Understand that he took me hostage!" the girl with green eyes said as she backed away from Soul.

"Liar!" Soul spit out at the green eyed girl. "My brother always took away what I wanted most… but this is where I draw the line!" Soul growled, his chest heaving as he took a step towards the girl.

"Soul, calm down, this isn't like you." The girl said tears rolling down her cheeks.

"Shut up! Are you happy with the problems that you've caused? Huh?" he yelled out making the girl flinch. "You slept with my fucking brother! How could you break my heart like that? After all the things that we've been through together… this is what you do?" Soul whispered, hurt flashing in his eyes. He looked down at the ground and froze… and then chuckled. "I should have known better." He whispered and went into a fit of laughter.

The girl looked at him with fear in her eyes. "What's so funny Soul?" she asked, terrified of what was going on.

"I should have known better." He repeated and then looked her in the eyes, his hand going to her throat. "Than to trust a whore like you." He growled, his laughter all but a memory as a snarl erupted from his throat.

The girl gasped for air. "I- am not… a whore!" she managed to say as his hand tightened around her throat.

"Then why would you sleep with my brother?" he growled. "Don't bother answering. I already know. It's because he has all the money, it's because he's more talented than me!" he growled. "When I'm done with you, I'm going after him. I've had enough of staying in his shadow." He growled, fire burning in his eyes.

The girl shook her head, barely being able to breath as tears slid past her cheeks. "I love you." She whispered.

"Fucking liar!" Soul yelled tears of his own escaping. He started to whimper as he tightened his hold on her neck tighter than it already was.

The girl started to claw at his hands, desperately trying to find air to breath… but came up short, she started to see stars. "If only you knew how much I loved you… but you threw it all away for a fucking one night stand!" he yelled at her as her eyes started to blink closed. "I fucking loved you!" he said dropping them to the ground. "Feel the pain that I felt when I saw you two together, feel it!" he yelled.

She was his first victim… the one he loved… the one that betrayed him… That night he had tortured her. "You were mine!" he kept yelling. "I loved you!" "How could you?" "You deserve this!" "He was my brother!"

Soul cried himself to sleep next to his dead wife… how could she do this to him? After all the years that they had been together.

Soul woke up the day after and cleaned up the mess that he had made and grabbing only the things he needed.

The girls green eyes were wide open, no emotion in them. Her head was facing him as he was about to walk out the door.

He looked back to see those green eyes, it was as if they were staring at him. Soul flinched and looked at the ground… he couldn't be thinking of regret… it was too late to turn back now… it's time to go after his brother.

Putting on his top hat, Soul slammed the door behind him shut and walked out towards the house of his brother.

The screams of his brother echoed throughout the town, no one dared to go see what was going on, they just shut their ears in hope that it will all be over soon… but to their disappointment… it lasted for days.

It was when the screams died down that they decided to take action and storm into Wes's home to see that everything was clean and tidy, Soul was sitting by the fireplace, sipping tea… but there was no sign of Wes.

Soul looked at the towns people with a smile. "Can I help you?" he asked them.

"We're looking for your brother, Wes." The leader said stepping forward.

Soul chuckled and reached under his chair to grab a dismembered arm and throw it into the fire place, watching it burn, content in his eyes.

The towns people watched in disgust in horror as the realized what had happened.

"Come and enjoy the fire, I have enough to last you about another two days." Soul mumbled as he stood up, smiled at them and with a tip of his hat left the house as calmly as he could, leaving behind a stunned village.

Days went on and he couldn't deal with the guilt and the pain pof living without his wife… his beloved wife…

All it took was a gun and a bullet and he easily took care of himself, the bullet going right between the eyes.

Days later, his body was found… and they spat at his body, without knowing that the demon that used to own that body was watching them closely, hatred in his eyes as he took out his revenge on them… one by one, the villagers began to disappear, not one of them was given mercy, and soon, that village became a ghost town.

-End Flash Back

"Soul! You have to pay attention." The girl with green eyes growled snapping her fingers in front of his eyes.

Soul glared at her but quickly regained his composure. "Sure Maka." He mumbled sitting up straighter… The girl that stood before him was his wife in his human life… the wife that betrayed him… and he wasn't going to let her off with dying once. Now that he was given the chance… he was going to kill her twice for doing what she did to him.