Another chapter for Maka! Sorry guys, but you're just going to have to wait until next chapter for Soul's POV on the whole ideal. ;D
I've also noticed the increase in princess/prince stories in the Soul Eater fanfiction section. I'm not saying any names - but a few people happen to be stealing off of each other and everyone else! I've even noticed a few aspects in people's stories that made me raise an eyebrow and look back at my stories. It's like, REALLY? Can't you people come up with your own stories with your own exciting and different plots!? When I first published this, I had not seen a single princess/prince AU anywhere in sight. It was my own idea, that I, ME, came up with! Like my other stories, these are made purely from my imagination, my fantasies and my dreams. Honestly, can't people on this site grow a single creative bone in their body!? I don't care if you write a princess/prince story - just don't steal parts of my story that are EASILY recognized! Geez! At least be a little more sneaky about it!
Okay, sorry about that rant. Anyway, on with the story! (Responses at the end of the chapter!)
Starcrossed Lovers
Chapter Ten: The Chaos Within
MAKA
My fingertips brushed my lips as I stood there quietly, absent-mindedly, for a moment. It was if my mind had conjured this all up, made this entire idea of an enemy prince and his kingdom, and the idea that I was finding myself growing fonder and fonder of him ever time we met. and this growing feeling set a flurry of emotions through me every time I saw his face, heard his voice, or even dared to utter his name under my breath in my chambers.
But this wasn't me. I had never been one for romance, even as a child. Unlike the other royal daughters of the world who dreamed of a handsome princes slaying dragons and rescuing them; I had dreamed and fantasized of the moment I broke free of my stow away, slayed my own dragons - was my own hero. I didn't need anyone, I had been so sure of that as a child. But what about now? What had happened to that confident, ready little girl who was raring to get started on her own adventure in life, was she still even there anymore? Or had the image of the perfect princess dwindled away at her, reducing her to nothing. No. She wouldn't let that happen, she was still her. She had to be.
Taking one last gulp of breath, I imagined pulling myself together; almost like a rope, winding around itself to create a perfect hoop. Then, with one last hesitant step, I waltzed towards the ballroom again - ready to get on with the rest of the evening and to look for a suitable husband and future king; not an enemy prince who was running around crazily, making my stomach turn almost every time I caught a glance of him. I wouldn't let myself dwell on him any further, I would become a respectable figure for my kingdom, and some boy wouldn't stop me from achieving that. No matter who he was. That was right, even when I was wed to whoever I would choose. I wouldn't let them dictate things over me, I was a strong young woman, my mother had even said so, and I was going to be a strong queen as well. No matter who was ruling beside me, be them with me or not.
Walking in the direction of the party, I found myself glued to the floor seconds later. An un-explainable pain stretching from the back of my head to my toes as I laid there on my belly. "Well, well. I would say that our time has been nice, but we really must be going. Yet, before we go, I do think we should gather up a few souvenirs, hm?" The familiar, female voice spoke, a hand reaching out to me - before snatching something off my head. And then, like that I found my eyes grow heavy and all I could ever want, was to give in to the darkness. And so I did.
After what felt like an eternity of lying there in my own little world of darkness, I awoke. Sitting up slowly, I ignored the sharp jab of pain I felt in the back of my head I moved to stand up. Grasping at the wall for support, I winced as I moved my free hand to the back of my head, caressing the part where it hurt the most before bringing it back in front of my face. And yet, I was un-surprised to find blood staring back at me when my hand finally came into view. I had seen blood many times before and now to know that I too, the royal Princess of Lucem, was bleeding? It was enough to let a strange feeling settle in my stomach.
Picking up my heavy skirts slightly as I moved towards the ballroom, I only began to rush when a loud shriek rang through the air; making me snap out of my thoughts almost immediately. My body hurled itself forward as I forgot about my high heels; the two shoes falling to their side on the floor with a loud thump as I ran, bare foot, the rest of the distance towards the large party hall.
Yet, when I opened those two large, sky-high, doors, there was nothing awaiting me. Only an empty room filled with the remainders of what seemed to be the apocalypse; punch and wine was strewn across the floor, confectionaries laying across the marble floor like bombs on reigning cities and villages. Yet that wasn't the only thing that awaited me in this ghostly hall; aside from all the broken chairs, tables and the other signs of destruction - a very distinct figure sat in the middle of the entire room. Their face covered by their long, flowing, golden hair that flew down around their waist - meeting with the pools of their blue satin gown. Picking up my skirts slightly, I quickly, but carefully, walked down the grand stairs toward the figure - worry rushing into my body. Was she the only one left? Where had the others gone? Where was my mother?
Finally reaching the young woman, I gently reached out a gloved hand to touch her shoulder; a comfort I did know whether she would accept from me. But to me disbelief, she only sat there, not even flinching as my hand gently squeezed her pale limb. The only sounds in the room were our shallow breathing and the erratic beating of my heart, that seemed to thump so loudly I would not be surprised if she had heard it herself. Then, an almost ghostly shriek ripped out of her body; sending me tumbling to the ground in shock. Opening my mouth to speak, I was only cut off my her loud, ear-splitting, shrieks - and I soon found myself with my chin against the ground, hands pressed desperately my ears in an attempt to make it hurt less. But the shrieking continued, and my patience was running out with this women.
Finally pushing myself up from the ground, I sat up quickly, whipping my head around to take another look at the young women; only to find myself staring at a mirror; facing the one thing I had always so desperately feared inside of it - myself. A distance voice was whispering in my ear, their voice low and deep, growling as they spoke to me in their own strange way. The words could not be heard, and my body was paralyzed, staring at myself in the mirror - clad in my favorite satin blue dress. The women had been me, I was stuck in my own little world of chaos and suddenly, I realized how alone I felt. Then the voice spoke again, more clearly this time, their words as clear as a bell."Wake up. Princess," It belted. And so I did.
My body jolted forward, sweat drenching my almost bare body. There were a few things I had immediately noticed when I did this. One, I was completely stripped of my dress and jewelery, clad only in my under garments and a nightgown. Second, I was laying in the castle's infirmary, surrounded by a few select people; My Mother, naturally, Marie and the Castle's Nurse/Nanny extraordinaire, Naigus.
"Oh! She's awake," My mother exclaimed, obviously surprised by my awakening. By why had I been asleep, and what was I doing in the infirmary? As if reading my mind, my mother quickly sat down on the bed next to me - sending me a look saying, I'll explain later. Naigus looked down at me with her cool blue eyes, a settling feeling rushing into me at the gesture.
"If you don't mind me asking, Princess. But what was the last thing you remember?" She asked politely, of course, I couldn't see her lips moving although. Naigus had been in a recent fire accident - which caused almost her entire upper body to scar horribly. She now wore her bandages religiously, as if embarrassed to show her new self to the world. Maka, of course, couldn't blame her either. But Naigus had always been a kind, beautiful women. Before the accident, she had plenty of suitors lining up for her hand in holy matrimony. But of course, Naigus had always only had eyes for the Weapons Master; Sid Barret. He had been presumed dead up until last year - when he suddenly showed back up at the castle again out of no where. Of course, he was warmly welcomed back by everyone, no questions asked, but Maka had had the feeling that he had set his eyes on Naigus as well by the time they had been reunited again.
Thoughts aside, I struggled to think of the last thing I remembered; that woman. No. Me. But that hadn't been real, had it? But where had the line been drawn from reality and nightmare? Perhaps it had been directly after the Prince had laid his hands on me - but I couldn't just say that in front of my mother, now could I? "I... remember stepping out into the hall to have a breather - after Kid, er... his royal highness, Prince Death the Kid had caused a ruckus among the party goers," I nodded, cursing myself for not remembering to stay formal in Kid's name; Naigus had not known of our relationship, and I didn't want her to get any ideas about the two of us.
Naigus seemed to nod at my words, writing down a few things on a clip board before looking back over at me once again. "Well, I'll let you have some time with your mother and Marie, I'm sure you're pretty confused right now. But don't worry, it is nothing serious m'lady," she spoke softly, before turning and walking out of the large, open windowed room.
Setting my gaze on my mother, all I had to do was give her one look for her to start talking. "You were found in the middle of the hallway, unconscious. It seems that you were walking back towards the ball room when something - or someone - hit you in the back of the head. You were found without any of the family's jewels, and your room was emptied from all the prized jewelry you've collected over the years,"She spoke solemnly, this was indeed a sad loss - we had been robbed of many family traditions, heirlooms and personal possessions. Yet, I was still alive - and for me, that was the best thing I could ask for in that moment.
Moving my head to stare out the large window next to my bed, I found myself gazing over the beautiful land I called my Kingdom. Perhaps now would be a good time to do some thinking. I had an idea who had committed the crime, but yet, I couldn't find the voice I needed to call them out on it. They had had a reason for robbing the crown family - and they certainly had some guts for doing such a thing.
My mother seemed to catch onto my deep thoughts as she stared helplessly at me. I knew she wanted nothing more than for us to switch places; she hated it when I got hurt, thus the reason why I was never allowed to play outside as a child, instead I spent all my time being taught manners, etiquette, how to be a perfect princess - just like any other royal child in this messed up world.
"Well, I'll let you have some time to yourself. I brought some books for you," She gestured to the pile on the table next to me; I had not noticed them before. With that, she stood up, brushing off some invisible dirt off her gown before walking out the large doorway with Marie in tow. My mother was right, I needed time to think, time to sort out my feelings and thoughts and decide what I wanted to do on the matter. And so I did.
How was that? :D Next chapter:
Will be from Soul's POV. We'll more about who stole from the royal family and hurt Maka in the process. Soul leads an expedition to the dark forests to kill an out of control demon who has killed someone important (I can't say who!), and goes over his thoughts about what happened at the ball.
Replies (only to a certain few people due to me wanting to get this chapter out, ahaha).
Karou97: Thank you so much for commenting so much! You're so sweet, and I love reading your thoughts on the chapter; even if they are quite short. I hoped you liked this chapter also!
anna114: I had to use Google Translate for your comment! This is what happens! Aha, the next chapter will be out shortly! Jeg var nødt til at bruge Google Oversæt for din kommentar! Dette er hvad der sker! Aha, vil det næste kapitel er kort tid!
MakaHannah: I am! :D Chapters have some time between them, but I guess I can't really help that. I can't believe you were waiting for ME. ;_; You guys are so sweet. I love you guys so much! Thanks for taking the time to read this story! I hope you enjoyed this chapter!
Animefreak8: Haha! Yes, I love that you had such an amazing reaction to that part. More close eccounters will happen in the next chapter and so on. Thing will get even more intense! MWAHAHA.
Misamisa-xox: Thanks a bunch! I loved that too! It was a lot of fun for me to write about him getting drunk and such. MORE DRUNK KID SOON!
70Seji70: More close encounters next time, on Starcrossed Lovers!
kratos32536: OHMYGOD? really? :D Thanks so much! EEEKKKKK (fangirl moment), I'm so glad you felt that way!
Sincerely The Sign Painter: Maybe~
