Soul Eater
Well, it's 2 am and I could wait to update tomorrow, but I just can't help myself sometimes. I don't think I would be able to sleep knowing that he chapter is done, but not updated on here. This always happens and my sleep pattern is horrible as of the moment. I'll have to get it back together once school starts.
Anyways, I would like to thank all my readers, reviewers, followers, ect.! After a 5 month hiatus, I'm glad people still stuck around for this story. I promise that won't happen again and I'll try to update frequently. I'll be taking care of sisters since my mom is going out of town for a bit, but there will always be time. So, pleas excuse my grammatical errors and I hope this chapter meets your expectations.
Temptations
Chapter 7 - Priorities
It was about to be midnight, but sleep was no where near her. Even though she was locked inside her room, Maka didn't feel safe in the least. Hugging her knees, Maka looked at her cellphone for the millionth time as she debated whether or not she should call Kid. He had told her to call him once she was done with her business, but Maka wasn't sure what she would talk to him about. She couldn't tell him that she was terrified of her boss and that her fear was keeping her inside her hotel room.
With a sigh, Maka's thoughts slowly shifted to her mother. She wondered if she was doing okay since she hadn't been able to visit her in the last couple of days. When her mother went into coma, Maka thought her life couldn't get any worse. However, her life was now a living nightmare because of Soul Evans. She felt more like prisoner than an assistant and it was all because she had discovered his secret. The only reason he even kept her alive was because he was bored and tormented her as a sport. Maka couldn't give in to her fear, though. She needed to live and she wanted to be with her mother till the end.
Picking up her phone from the mattress, Maka began to dial Kid's number. It was midnight in New York, but she knew that it was much earlier in Death City. Still, Maka wasn't sure if Kid would be around to talk. He was always studying and Maka didn't want to bother him with her nonsense. With that in mind, Maka shut her phone off instead. She laid herself back on the bed, her head leaning comfortably on top of the pillow.
She wanted to leave already, but she didn't know if she and Soul had anymore business there. The meeting they were suppose to attend had been a completel joke. It didn't even make sense why that company had even bothered to make a partnership with the Evans Company. As far as she knew, the Evans Company was the largest and most influential companies in the hotel market. They were filthy rich and they were extremely prosperous. She had even heard rumors that the Evans Company wanted to expand to other areas of business.
Their ambition was just too great and the one behind everything was the president, Soul Evans' father. Maka had never met him and she didn't know anyone else that had. He was one big mystery and she couldn't help but wonder if he was a vampire too. Maka grabbed a nearby pillow to hug it tightly in her arms. A cold chill ran down her spine as a knot formed in her throat. Soul probably wasn't the only vampire that existed and it scared her to think that there were more scary creatures like him.
Still, it didn't make sense to her. Why would he even bother with human affairs? If he was so bored like he said he was, why didn't he do something that appeased him more? Maka turned around in the bed as she snapped her eyes shut. It frustrated her so much. She didn't know anything more about him than she already knew. She wanted to know his weakness. She wanted to know if there was a way for her to escape from his grasp. She needed to find a way to threaten him back so her mother and Kid could be safe. She would never forgive herself if Soul went after them.
Maka was about to curl herself with the blanket with she suddenly felt a cold breeze hit her skin. She quickly sat up as she turned to look at the window. Everything was still and there was nothing out of the ordinary. The room was quiet and she could even hear the clock ticking on the wall. Maka shook her head, letting a crooked smile escape from her lips. She was probably just imagining things. Her fear of Soul was probably driving her crazy.
Even so, Maka got up from the bed to walk over to the window. She pushed the curtains aside to look at the beautiful lighted city in front of her. She was in New York and yet, she couldn't get herself to enjoy anything. She felt more depressed than ever and she wished she was back in Death City. She wished she was back in her small cramped apartment and she wished that she didn't have to see Soul Evans ever again. With that in her mind, Maka turned back around to find the surprise of her life.
"So you didn't runaway, huh?" Maka screamed at the sound of Soul's voice. She quickly stepped back, rubbing her eyes with terror. If she was sleeping, she really hoped she would wake up soon. She stared at him for several seconds only to see a devilish smirk on his face. "I don't have to go chase you down."
"What the hell are you doing here?!" Maka exclaimed, looking around the room for something she could use to defend herself with. Why did he do this to her, though? Why did he like to bother her so much? She thought a vampire couldn't enter a room without an invitation, but then again, that was only myth. Soul Evans was the real thing and Maka didn't know anything about him or his kind. "Why can't you just leave me alone?! Do you like scaring me that much?!"
He shrugged his shoulders as he took a step closer to her. Maka's legs were trembling and she didn't know what to do. Her eyes were on the verge of tears and she could feel her knees getting close to collapse. She could feel her heart pounding rapidly as her hands started to get sweaty with fear. It was bad enough she had to deal with Soul during the day. Now, she had to deal with him during the night which was a 100 times worse. Maka gulped as she continued to take steps back. However, it wasn't long before she found herself cornered against the wall.
"Don't get too full of yourself." He told her before he sat down on the edge of the bed. He stared at her with dull eyes, but Maka could see him a bit unsteady. He let out a sigh as he looked around her room. "You were right, though. There's something more I had to do here besides attend that stupid meeting." He turned to look at her with another smirk. "You want to know about it?"
Maka quickly shook her head, looking down at the floor. She didn't want to have anymore connections with him. "Just go away. I don't care. Leave me alone. I don't want anything to do with you. Just get out of this room. I can't stand you."
"I've been told that there's something that's been attacking vampires around here." He began, completely ignoring her. "I'm suppose to find it and kill it, but the problem is that I haven't found anything. I looked all over New York, but I couldn't find anything suspicious. It's weird, though. Whatever this thing is, it must be pretty strong. I mean, it's not easy to kill a vampire. A normal human would never be able to do something like that." He paused before he turned to look in her direction. "But, you knew that already, right?"
He was mocking her. He was rubbing in her face that she couldn't do anything against him. She knew she was inferior compared to him, but he didn't have to remind her every time. Maka gritted her teeth, her hands curling into fists. "Why are you telling me that? I told you that I didn't care. Just leave me alone and get out of my room."
"I'm the one that's paying for it." Soul suddenly whispered in her ear and Maka was shocked to find him standing right in front of her. She hated when he did that and she hated the fact that she could never predict his movements. He hovered above her again, like the same way he had done in the elevator, except this time, she was at a greater risk. Maka looked up at him, trying her best to hide her fear. "I can come in here whenever I want. We're going to be here for a while, so you might as well get used to it. I'm not leaving until I find out what's going on around here. I can't have the superiors scold at me."
"Superiors?" Maka let slip out of her mouth and she quickly regretted it. He smirked at her as his hand reached down to grab her lose her. Maka wanted to slap his hand away, but her she was too scared to do so. Soul was a vampire after all and she couldn't push her luck. He was letting her live, but he could technically kill her whenever he wanted.
"That's right, There are more vampires out there than me. If I don't kill you, then they probably will. If they knew a stupid pathetic human knew about vampires, they would kill you in a matter of seconds. So, it's better if you continue to be under my supervision." He told her with a smirk full of sarcasm. "Don't you think?"
Maka tried to push him away, but in that moment, Soul grabbed her wrists tightly. It was only then that she understood what he was doing. He had told her all of that so he could keep her under confinement. He wanted to have more control over her than he already had. "Let me go." Maka growled at him, furrowing her eyebrows. She tried to pull her hands from his grip, but he was just too strong. "Just leave me alone! How many times do I have to tell you!"
"You look better with your hair down." He suddenly commented and it wasn't until then that Maka noticed his eye color changing from crimson to bright red. "It makes you look more appetizing."
"What the hell are you saying?!" Maka started to panic as she started to desperately pull her hands from his grasp. It was pointless, though and Soul wasn't even making an effort to grab her. "Just get the hell away from me! If you keep saying stuff like that, I will tell the world what you are!"
His face didn't make the slightest reaction to her comment. His eyes remained still as they continued to stare at her with awe. Then, he pulled her closer to him and when they're faces were inches apart, he pushed her body over bed. Before she had a chance to stand up, Soul climbed on top her and he pinned her tightly against the mattress. Maka looked up at him in fear, her eyes staring straight into Soul's red ones. Her heart was racing inside her chest and her mouth had gone completely dry. Her breathing was going out of control and she could feel her entire body trembling. He was enjoying it, though. He was enjoying seeing her so frightened and terrified. Everything was just a stupid game for him.
"You smell nice." He told with a smirk and this time, Maka could see his fangs. "Your blood smells nice."
He grabbed both of her wrists with one hand as the other began to trickle down her face. Maka's eyes widen in terror as she felt Soul's cold hand grape her neck. He left it there for several seconds before he let out a laugh. He was messing around with her and he was doing all of that because he was bored. "Please, just leave me alone."
Of course, he didn't listen to her and he bent down closer to her. He gave her smirk and Maka almost shrieked when he licked the side of her ear. She snapped her eyes shut, but Soul forcefully grabbed her face so she could open them again. "You have no idea how long I've been waiting to do this." He told her, his smirk completely vanishing from his face. He was being serious and he didn't seem to be playing around anymore. "I already fed today and yet, it wasn't enough for me. I want yours. I want your blood. I want to try it."
Feeling her body paralyzed, Maka suddenly felt Soul's face going down toward her neck. He sniffed her before he slowly licked the side of her neck. Maka could feel tears traveling down her cheeks as she hoped her body would respond to her call. He couldn't do this to her. He wasn't suppose to do that. "I can smell it." He whispered and Maka could hear his voice slipping away. "Your blood is driving me mad. I don't even understand why. You're such an ugly woman after all."
With that being said, Maka suddenly felt something sharp piercing through her skin. It was his fangs. They had clawed right through her like two sharp knives. Once they were in, Maka suddenly felt him sucking the life right out of her. He was taking in her blood and she could feel her body tensing up. At the same time, she felt like if something heavy was being pressed against her chest not allowing her to breath. The pain was unbearable and her heart throbbed along with it. She couldn't take it and as the seconds ticked by, she felt herself losing strength, getting weaker. It wasn't long before her vision started getting blurry, making it harder for her to keep her eyes open. "Soul." Maka managed to squeak. "Stop."
He didn't, though. He kept drawing out her blood without any consideration. He even tilted her head to get in a better position and angle. He gripped on her shoulders tightly as he pressed his fangs deeper inside her. Maka groaned, finding herself losing air. She could feel her warm blood trickling down from her neck and from Soul's mouth. She was losing her consciousness and Maka could feel her eyes rolling back. She felt like she was floating away, the entire room spinning in circles.
Just when she thought she was going to collapse, Soul removed his fangs from the side of her neck. Maka regained control over her body, but she had lost too much blood. She was too weak to even move. Still, she managed to look up at Soul to find his mouth dripping with her blood. He wiped it away with his hand hand before he leaned toward her again. Instead of biting her, Soul slowly started to lick the blood he had spilled all over her body. Maka groaned again as she felt Soul's wet tongue touching her skin, wiping off the blood he had missed. He removed every drop and Maka grimaced when she felt his tongue sliding down to her chest.
"Stop." She managed to say again, promising herself to get him back for what he had done to her. She didn't know how, but she was more determined than ever to free herself from him. "Why?"
"I can't let it go to waste." He told her before he started licking some blood off his fingers. When he was done, he turned to look back at her. He grabbed her face tightly, but Maka barely had the strength to look at him. "It's just as I thought. You're delicious. I've never tasted a human like you."
"I hate you." Maka told him with anger. She wanted to push him off, but she couldn't even lift them from the mattress. She furrowed her eyebrows as she looked up at his eyes. They weren't red anymore and they had returned to their normal crimson color. Still, she had been left completely defenseless. She didn't stand a chance against him in her current state. "I fucking hate you."
"I'll go easier on you next time." He told her with a smirk, but Maka didn't find it funny at all. She would make sure there wouldn't be a next time. But, how could she do something like that when he had complete control over her? Maka could feel tears of anger rolling down her cheeks, but that only seemed to amuse Soul more. "I might take more than you're blood next time, though. I might be over two hundred years old, but that doesn't mean I don't get horny."
"You dirty bastard." Maka gritted her teeth at him as she felt his hand threatening to slip underneath her pajama pants. "I'll kill you."
"You can't lay a finger on me." He told her, getting off her. He stretched out his hands in the air, looking down at her pathetic form. She tried to sit up, but the more she moved, the dizzier she became. She felt like if the entire room was rocking back and forth. "I can take your virginity whenever I want and you can't do anything about it. I'll kill your mother and that stupid boyfriend of yours if you don't do what I say. Is that what you want?"
That was the reason why she couldn't fight back. She couldn't put her loved ones at risk. She had to do what he said or else he would kill her mother and Kid. If she had to chose between her life and theirs, she would chose theirs without a second thought. Maka placed her hand over her neck and she could feel two small holes formed on her skin. He was really a vampire, a monster.
"This is your price." He told her before he suddenly vanished from the room. "I won't let you escape."
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He had almost killed her. Just a little more and he really would have killed her. It kept running through his head and he kept telling himself to stop, but he couldn't. The more blood he drained out, the more he wanted. He had lost control of himself the moment he had her pinned down against the bed. He was only suppose to go in there to scare her, but his vampire instincts took over him. He wouldn't be able to be himself until he got her blood.
It was better than he had imagined, though. He knew her blood would be sweet since he could practically smell it inside her. However, when he finally got to taste it, he realized that he blood was special. It was nothing like he had ever tasted and he just couldn't get enough of it. Even though he was full, he kept sucking out her blood and if he hadn't noticed her life slipping away, he would have kept going.
Soul sighed as he looked out at the lighted city from the top of the hotel building. He just didn't get it and the more he pondered about it, the more frustrated he came. She was just an ugly ordinary woman, a pathetic human. She wasn't any different and yet, her blood was sweeter than anything he had ever tasted. Even as he sat there, he could still smell her blood and he could still feel it's warmth inside him. There was no way he would be content with one bite. Once she recuperated a bit, he was determined to go back for more.
He was suppose to be there to find the specimen that was killing off vampires, but now, he wouldn't be able to concentrate on his mission. His mind and his body were still fantasizing over her blood. He was still enchanted by it's sweetness and delicacy. Soul cursed himself silently as he felt the breeze flapping through his white hair.
What made her blood so sweet? Why had he craved it so badly? Soul couldn't come up with the answer. There was a saying that vampires were attracted to a certain type of blood and Soul wondered if he was attracted to her blood specifically. He always went around feeding from different types of woman until he was content, but with her, it was different. He felt like he could feed on her blood forever. It was just that good and satisfying.
Scratching the back of his head, Soul let out a sigh while placing his hands inside his pockets. So what was he suppose to now? He had been ordered by Wes to look around New York, but after what had happened, there was no way he would be able to concentrate. He still couldn't get over the joy of tasting and feeding on her blood. His body was still craving for more and he knew he would go back to her room if he let his desires take a hold of him. He needed to calm down before he did anything else.
There was no way he could kill her now. After knowing how well her blood satisfied his thirst, Soul couldn't afford to lose her and he would have to find a way to keep her close. Even though it annoyed him to think that he was getting too obsessed over one woman, he couldn't help it. He needed her alive so he could keep feeding from her. He knew he would never encounter a woman as delicious as her.
It was still so present, though and he couldn't help but wonder why. Her smell, her taste, the look in her eyes. It was something more than her blood. Was there something more that he was attracted to other than her blood? Soul shook that thought away as he jumped from the hotel building to the next. He couldn't just stand there and think about her blood all day. He needed to do what Wes had told him. That had to be his top priority.
He smirked at himself as he thought of his so called brother. He would kill him if he knew that he was keeping woman who knew their secret alive. He was breaking Asura's number one rule and he wouldn't have any consideration toward him. Asura would probably rip his body to shreds if he knew. He would erase his existence from the planet since he was the only one that was capable of doing that without lifting a finger. He was just that strong and Soul hoped he would be a strong as him one day.
Still, even though he knew the consequences, Soul wanted to keep Maka Albarn alive, at least for the moment. She was not only his entertainment, she had the most delicious blood and what was the most intriguing of all was the fact that her blood was under his sleeve. She was under his control and he could feed from her whenever he wanted. Soul smirked again as he looked around the city. In a way, that pathetic woman belonged to him.
Soul jumped from the top of the building to the bottom, quickly hiding himself with an alley's shadows. Even though it was late into the night, he knew the streets were filled with thugs and female sluts. He couldn't afford to be seen since that would only cause unnecessary conflicts. He had to find out who or what was killing his kind. He had already been looking since sunset, but he hadn't been able to find anything. He hoped he would find something now that there were less humans out.
That had to be his top priority, but, for some strange reason, he couldn't stop thinking about her and her blood.
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