A/R: Hey, so, in this story, there hasn't been any actual action or adventure, more SOMA drabbles and romances. Should I change that? I mean, they can still have romances and junk, but I'm asking your guy's opinion on whether it should be different. I've had over 700 views already, but almost no one reviews or does anything. Am I doing something wrong? Well, I'm not trying to push it, I'm just asking for some more reviews and help on things that I don't fully grasp, or even just a nice comment I can wake up to :3. So, I'm going to attempt an action chapter, and tell me if you like it, K?


Soul woke up with a start, his chest heaving up and down heavily. He turned his head to look at his alarm clock, blinking away the tears that almost escaped him. "Oh god. Seriously? 2:00 in the afternoon?" Soul got up and opened his blinds, trying to let in some of that jolly-retarded sun. He sighed as he met with a dark, gray day, not a single ray of sunshine escaping the thick clouds. He changed out of his pajamas into his everyday wear, and walked out towards the kitchen, his stomach growling in hunger. He opened the fridge to find only ketchup, lettuce and half of an onion. He sighed again. "Maka?" He yelled. Silence. He was confused. Usually, Maka would be awake, and if she left, she would tell him instead of having him worry.

Soul walked down the hallway into Mama's room, peering in to see if anyone was there. It was dark, and there was no one inside, just her neat room and untouched bed. "She just probably went grocery shopping." He said to himself, putting on a calm face, but being deeply worried. He sat on the couch in the living room, grabbing the remote and switching on the t.v. "HOLY GUZUNGAS ITS ON!" Soul shouted as he bolted up. Soul had a secret liking for shows that included drama, big guzungas, hair, makeup, shouting, and girls with skin so tan, it looks as if they were rolled around in Doritos and dipped in Cheetos dust. His mind slowly wandered away from his worries and got sucked into the fake reality shows. By 4:00, Souls stomach growled so loud, it was practically roaring like a raged lion. He gasped. "Maka!" She still wasn't home, and Soul's anticipation was basically bursting from his chest.

Soul ran out the door, grabbing no coat, not knowing where exactly he was going. He ran down the streets, not noticing that no one was outside, not one single soul. While he was running, he could of swore that he saw someone peering out of a window, immediately dodging out of sight as Soul ran by. Little did Soul know he was being watched. A hungry monster was watching him with his pale eyes. It bared its razor sharp teeth as Soul passed, licking his dry lips, and hiding deep in the shadows, not being noticed at the slightest chance. It slinked slowly toward Soul, picking up the pace, moving its thin body, cutting through the air.

Soul stopped, feeling the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end. He turned around quickly, not noticing anything in the dark alleyway. He felt something though. Something heavy and old, completely covering him around like water. He narrowed his eyes, looking around nervously, now baring his teeth, a deep growl in his throat forming. His eyes glowed maliciously in the darkness of falling night. 'It' closed in on him at all sides, almost mocking his senses with no mercy. Soul felt his throat close, as if someone was choking him. His knees buckled as he fell to the ground, gasping for air and fighting against something invisible that he could clearly not see. He felt his body giving up, now on his back, still gasping for air and scratching at his throat. Soul fell unconscious, only remembering a disgusting face hanging in front of his.


A/R: Ohhh, cliffhanger! This is going to be continued soon, promise. So how do you guy's like it so far? Review and tell me!