Thank you for reading my writing. I DO NOT OWN SOUL EATER.
Chapter 2
Maka woke with a start. She was in a room she'd never seen before laying on soft bed. She survived her surroundings in search of an escape route. There was a door, a chair and a desk. On top of the desk was a lamp and her bag, on the opposite wall from her was a mirror and on the wall to her right was a window. Maka made her way to the window and flung the curtains open.
What meet her eyes made her question if the whole trip to the Evans estate even happened. Outside her window wasn't prison bars or the mansion's gardens, but a town with people walking on the street below. On a hill in the distance sat the Evans estate. Maka was in Cambrige, in the local inn that Maka had made reservations at.
Maka rushed to the mirror. If it wasn't a dream she'd at least have some bruises or something remnant of her trip. No stains on her clothes, her blond hair was still in the twin pigtails she used and there was no sign of someone hitting her with a book. There had to be something.
She checked her ribs next. Something had squeezed the life out of her and if the events that had transpired hadn't been a dream there should be some evidence. She'd been looking for bruising or broken ribs. What she found was the farthest thing from what she expected. Black tendrils of magic encircled her chest in a complex, ever shifting pattern that was beginning to fade.
"Black magic..." Maka muttered to herself from the shock of her discovery. While the discovery proved beyond a shadow of a doubt that she had gone to the Evan's estate and been attacked, instead of falling asleep when she came and waking from a nightmare. Right now she wished it was a dream. She was scared.
Black magic wasn't like normal magic that followed certain laws and principles, which anyone could learn. Black magic was chaotic and followed no order. Which made it impossible for anyone to understand it, let alone learn it. The only creatures Maka knew could use black magic were demons and witches, both of which would gladly wipe out humanity if given the chance.
Demons, sometimes called devils, were monsters with a humanoid body that liked to kill humans and thanks to there magic could take on human form. The typical demon had sharp teeth and claws as well as silted eyes, but that was were the similarity ended for most demons. Demons could be as tall as giants or as small as fairies, some had hair or scales, tails and animal ears, spikes or weapons, some could fly, while others tunneled or swam. There was really no end to the combinations, not to mention some demons broke all the rules of identification. Overall demons were hard to kill. Even without a demon's magic, for guild members like Maka who had fought demons on a regular basses, she knew how bleak the situation was if she fought alone. A group of three to four was needed to kill a single demon. As for witches six to seven experienced members were the minimum requirement to attempt a witch hunt.
Witches were strong spell casters with a wide variety of forms they could assume to avoid detection. Finding a witch was unless you were lucky or in many cases extremely unlucky. Witches didn't kill you, instead they liked to 'play' with humans. In most cases after the witch was defeated, people are found raving mad ready to spend the rest of their lives in the safe confines of a white room with lots of padding. What a witch considers fun is torcher humans with magic till their crazy enough for the looney bin. Maka had seen this with her own eyes making her cautious of both these dangerous enemies. Although demons and witches were horrible, they both had souls without exception making the situation with the white haired strainer with black magic that much more terrifying.
Maka had to leave now! There was no way she could take on a demon! or in this case an unknown. Even more Impossible! There was no way. She didn't know why he'd let her go, but she wouldn't stick around in case he changed his mind. Forget the book! Her life was more important...
Maka stopped mid rant, something was wrong with her bag. most people wouldn't have noticed the slight change, even if they weren't in a panic, but Maka was different. That bag held all her worldly possessions, which she always carried around. It had become a piece of her and when something changed she noticed it right away. she held the bag at arms length like it would attack if given the chance. Setting it on the table she examined it. The same rough surface greeted her fingers as she inspected the outside and in finding nothing amiss decided to open the bag. she was nervous. Now she was almost positive someone had put something in her bag and didn't think it was anything good.
Opening the flap quickly Maka wasn't sure what she'd encounter. Certainly not a book on top of all her possessions thrown together into a tangled mess. The book looked well-worn with no outside indication of what it was to greet her. So Maka picked up the book. Calming herself down from the near panic attack she reminded herself that her attacker could have finished her already, but hadn't. With this information Maka reasoned that, even if the stranger could, the book wouldn't be booby trapped.
Maka opened the book. Hand written pages and dates greeted her on what could only be a journal of someone's life. She flipped through the pages. Diagrams of weapons and tools were scattered on the various pages that flew by. It must of been a blacksmith's journal and quite old by the date, maybe even before the arrival of the demons. She flipped to the front to find the writers name. Eibon written in an almost careless fashion was scrawled on the inside cover. This was the book of Eibon. The book she was supposed to retrieve for her mission.
That demon had given her precisely what she wanted. She had no reason to stay, fight or come back to this vile place. She didn't understand any of it, but could worry about that later. Now she'd return to the guild, since nothing more could be done now.
End chapter
Okay two chapters are going to be published, I thought the original was to long so I broke into two. If you have a problem the let me know. The next chapter is going to be about Soul, like this one was for Maka, only in third person. I plan on switching focus to distinguish chapters, Should I mark this or not bother?
