Hi! Here's chapter two! YAAAAAAAY! :P. I'm really tired right now... And I'm sick :\

so yeah, if this chapter isn't that good then that's why... :|

anyways, please enjoy and leave a review!

Oh, and I don't own Soul eater or it's characters, so yeah.

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"Name: Maka Albarn."

Black*Star stared at the girl, at Maka.

He didn't know why, but he was drawn to her. Not because she was pretty it cute or anything. It was just as soon as he saw her, he got this feeling he knew her already.

Soul stared at the girl.

'Albarn? No way it could be Spirit and Kami's daughter, right?' Soul thought to himself.

Jene's cell phone started to go off so she picked it up and put it to her ear.

"Oh, yes." She said before pausing. "Uh-huh." Another pause. "Sure." Another pause. "Of course, sir." The final pause before she hung up her phone and shoved it back into her sweatshirt pocket.

She turned to look at the boys. "That was your father, you are each to pick out one slave and meet him by the entrance in two hours."

"Two hours?" Why that much time?" Soul asked.

"Because," Jene said, "you guys still need to pick out three slaves and I still need to bathe her," she pointed to Maka, "And the other girl you're gonna pick out."

Black*Star sighed.

"Okay." The boys said.

Jene took Maka by the wrist and lead her out of the hallway,

but the whole time they were walking away, the girl stared at her hands and didn't look up, and her back was still moving up and down.

Soul sighed and looked in one of the cells.

He looked at all the girls in it, over a dozen humans crammed into a small cage.

He sighed.

He walked down the hallway further and stopped in front of a cell when he saw a small, frail hand had pushed through the bars.

he looked inside and saw the hand was connected to a girl who was lying down in the floor, on her stomach, motionless.

At first, he had thought she was dead, but then, he saw her head lift up, and she stared at him with the biggest, brightest, blue eyes he'd ever seen. Her hair was a dirty, short, matted best but he could. See her hair color in a few places where dirt and mud weren't. It was a yellow-blonde color.

He crouched down to look at her.

"Hey, are you alright?" He asked.

The girl didn't say anything, just stayed silent.

But, however, she did give a weak smile.

Soul smiled. "How would you like to get outta this hell-hole?"

The girl smiled and grabbed hold of his hand through the bara and squeezed it, crossing her head up and down.

"Whats your name?" He asked.

She smiled. "I'm Patricia. Patricia Thomson."

Soul grinned his toothy grin. "I'm Soul,

Soul Evans."

Patricia smiled. "We all know who you are." She whispered. "You're the one who saved that pregnant woman from being beaten to death, you even saved her baby." She said, looking at Black*Star.

He stared at her. "How?"

"People are always telling stories about you, my sister was alive for you saving him. And she told me how it happened." She smiled. "You're amazing."

Jene ame back just then with Maka, dressed in dirty, over-sized shirt and nothing else.

"Huh? What're you doing on your knees, Soul?"

Soul stood up. "I was just looking her over." He said. "Shes the one I want."

Jene nodded.

She opened the cell door and pulled Patricia out.

She looked at the barcode in Patricia's wrist and read it.

"Slave BKY-F9Y-DZ-336-7-A-90. Name: Patricia, or Patty, Thomsan."

There you are! Hope you enjoyed! Please leave a review! Thanks for reading peoples! Byeeee!

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