Chapter: Chapter 3
Story: Forgotten Memories
Author: CutieDestyy
Reviews: 4
I don't own Soul Eater.
A/N: Sorry this is so late, had to get a new keyboard…types like a dream… and then I spent a lot of time editing.
The Crona Arc
Part 1
"He hurt you Crona…" Medusa hissed in her ear, Crona distinctly felt one of her snakes' tongues dart out and lick her cheek, moistening it and making the girl cringe in disgust. She didn't want to be here anyway, she wanted to be away from the horror of a person she was forced to call mother.
"He was being blackmailed." Crona protested softly, which she instantly regretted when the previous snake opened its' jaw and sunk its teeth into her arm. Crona could feel its venom slowly sleeping into her, awakening her weapon.
"Now, now, Crona, we both know that he could've gotten out of that easily, now don't we?" Crona knew, it was hard not to know, which left her all the more confused about someone she was supposed to have loved. This made her hurt worse, and the demon inside of her arising.
Crona Gorgon, quiet and timid she was. If you were to casually pass her, you would barely notice her if wasn't for that shock of pink hair she had. With a weak build, weaker than most women meisters would have, she was definitely someone you would pass by. Her occasional twitching and stuttering the few times she talked. That was nothing, because she was just a speck. Crona Gorgon, an insignificant little creature she was. Barely worth your time.
So, why, why would someone, who could've just overlooked her, do this, and cause so much internal conflict and damage?
Crona did not know.
But Medusa knew.
Medusa knew everything.
"Let go of him…"
Medusa was Queen.
"You were nothing to him…"
Medusa. Ruled.
{Godammit it's the Crona Arc}
"Okay!" Sid shouted, "Weapons over there, Meisters over here!" Sid looked around at all the running teens, counting each of them off of his list.
"Let's see…Albarn… Albarn?" Sid looked around, seeing everyone already split up into the two groups, 12 meisters, 12 weapons, quickly counting them, he discovered that there were only 11 meisters. Sighing deeply under his breath, without looking behind him he shouted, "Albarn, off the bleachers (1), go dress out now!"
Kids started snickering as Maka despondent as always, hopped off the bleachers towards the locker rooms, accidently entering the boys' first, making people laugh louder. Sid scowled at the particular people that were laughing.
"Black*Star, Robinson, Evans, Blair, Thompson, 50 pushups now!" They groaned while the rest of the class snickered at them, "Scratch that, everyone, pushups until Maka comes out of the locker room," Grinning at the pissed faces of his students, he called out to Maka, "Maka, go real slow!"
And comply she did, it took her 15 minutes to come out of the dressing room(2), which meant 25 more minutes to actually start training in P.E, Maka didn't care if she was losing precious training time, she was just content that the people she loathed the most got what they deserved.
"HUT, TWO, THREE, FOUR, KNEES HIGH BEI FONG!" As Maka exited the locker the locker room, she turned her head towards the girls who were jogging; she spotted her best friend, Tori, panting heavily as her face turned so red it would make a tomato jealous. Maka felt sorry for her, Nygus was a tough teacher. Tori was in the same class as Patty, the special education class, Patty wasn't supposed to be in there, but she was because her weapon form wasn't as stable as her sisters' yet.
Tori was in the part of the school that the EAT and NOT classes lovingly called the 'Normie Sec.,' where the library was. Maka's little sister, Maki, was there alongside Tori's adopted little sister, Blue*Star, they attended the school after Lord Death blew up their academy in an accident that 'Shall not be mentioned, under no circumstances. Ever.'
When Maka walked out onto the field where the rest of the class was glaring at her for taking too long, Maki started waving to her, optimistic as always, and Maka had the sudden urge to smile. Maki, her little sister, was an unusual girl. With snow white hair, and shark-like teeth, she definitely wasn't the girl who looked like she had a fortune behind her. But neither was Soul, and he had his own fan club.
Maki learned at a young age that she didn't look like the rest of her family, and that she wasn't normal. That's where the optimism came from; she learned that no matter what, things were okay as long she had someone by her side. She seemed like the perfect girl, right? Wrong, Maki had more flaws then Maka had toes and fingers, combined. But Maki liked that, it made her seem all the more human.
"HEY, TORI, HI!" Maka heard a loud voice beside her, snapping her out of her reverie. Her eyes darted to the right, and saw Black*Star waving enthusiastically to Tori, who waved back with just as much excitement.
Tori Bei Fong, soccer player, softball player, basketball player, former Shibusen High cheerleader, singer, rapper, heir to the Bei Fong fortune, the girl with the crazy artificial green hair, intertwined with her ebony locks. Also known as the girl who shoved a baseball bat up a guy's butt when he dared speak to her. And known as the girl whose temper was so fiery you might get burned. Or the girl who never spoke to any boy, ever.
Even if you didn't personally know Tori Bei Fong, you'd know that she was 5'7, had a dark shade of emerald eyes, and had a strong hate for the male species…or any species, she hardly liked hers without all the drama she endured.
So it might surprise you, that after the 'Normies' were through jogging, she walked over to Black*star and she initiated the conversation.
Maka's eyes darted to Kymil, while she stepped away from Black*Star and Tori, who were speaking like they hadn't seen each other in years. Which was true, but Black*Star couldn't possibly have remembered the incident.
Kymil's azure eyes narrowed with suspicion towards Maka's best friend since kindergarten. Maka knew that look; she knew it all too well. Kymil had an intention. Intention to harm.
An evil smirk spread its way across her face like butter, she flipped her long, glossy dark hair over her shoulder, and purposefully walked over to Tori and Blue*Star.
BRRRRINGGGGGGG!
Maka let out a breath of relief she didn't know she was holding, as Sid's whistle rang loud in the ears of his students.
"Okay! Stretches first!"
Maka hated P.E
{Goddammit it's the Crona Arc}
Soul hated P.E.
He loathed it with a burning passion that could not be quelled.
First: Gym Shorts.
Anyone wonder why Soul always wore jeans in the desert?
Because he hated his legs.
Soul groaned as he changed into the cursed gym shorts, exiting the small stall moments after. He was soon met smug smirks, grins, and teasing eyes.
Soul sighed irritably, pushing his way past the boys who were silently berating him for getting stuck with, 'Oh my god, Maka Albarn,' Soul was just happy he was in a different part of the locker room from Black*Star, then the real hell would've started. Soul quickly shoved on his sneakers, taking off his head band and shaking his shaggy white hair. He looked back at the boys to see they had stopped being attentive to him – thank death- and were no goofing around with girls' bras they stole.
Soul rolled his eyes, muttering, "So uncool," Knowing that Sid, or even worse, one of the girls, could enter at any time and catch them, and Soul would make sure to stand far away so he wouldn't get-
"What the fuck, dude? Is that Kymil's bra?!" He shouted; face flushing gradually as one of the boys pulled a lacy green bra out of their black gym bag.
The boy grinned and laughed, strapping the bra on, "Yea, amazing what you can find in the Death Club bathroom stalls."
"E-E-EWWW, you mean you've had that for three days?!" A boy shouted, another shout soon following.
"Bro, you put that on a little too well!"
"Aye, that's because I actually have a girlfriend."
"KILL 'EM SEAN!"
"Like you even have a girlfriend, Sean, Angela broke up with you after five minutes!"
"OOOH!"
"KILL 'EM!"
"NAH, NAH, MAN! That was-!"
Soul rolled his eyes, running out the east wing of the expensive locker room, walking towards Kymil, and her friends.
"Okay!" Sid shouted, "Weapons over there! Meisters over here!"
Soul felt a tug on his arm, and saw Kymil looking up at him innocently, "Come on, Soul, stop staring into space," She said quietly, a soft smile adorning her face, which in turn, made Soul smile.
Kymil was sweet, and quiet and gentle, when she was around him, and his family. She wasn't as bitter and slutty or tough as everyone perceived she was, she actually had a delicate personality that Soul secretly admired.
"…go dress out now!" Soul heard the loud zombie shout, looking over his head, he saw Maka Albarn hop off the bleachers, even though her face was as blank as ever, he could see a spark of loathe towards Sid as some people chuckled.
Soul raised an eyebrow, amused that she could actually hate someone other than himself as she had countlessly made sure he knew. The thought made him laugh out loud, making Sid's eye brow twitch irritably as him and his friends laughed.
"…..Everyone, pushups until Maka comes out of the locker room," Sid grinned at the groans of his students, "Maka, go real slow!"
Soul rolled his eyes as he got in position, he really hated P.E
{Goddammit it's the Crona Arc}
"Okay, everyone dress back in, and sit on the bleachers until the bells ring!" Sid shouted Nygus right beside him as she said the same thing to her students. Maka stood up, having nearly collapsed after she ran she was fast, yes, but still human, and still got tired. She felt a nudge on her shoulder, seeing Tori grin at her, then run off to get dressed. Maka resisted the urge to roll her eyes and followed the rest of the girls into the hell that was known as the locker rooms.
Moments later, Maka escaped, barely managing not to punch someone in the face. Cursing under her breath, she made her way to the top of the bleachers, this procedure new to her since she's never had a weapon, and never had to attend P.E until now.
"Sup mi amigo." Maka heard a slightly loud, but not loud enough to attract the attention of others, and rough voice say to her. She looked beside her to see Tori smiling brightly at her, "It means my friend in Spanish…I think. I wasn't paying attention when Marie was teaching because Patty was talking about something…I can't really remember…" Tori frowned, desperately trying to remember what was said to her.
"Tori," A voice sighed from above her, Maka looked up to see Tori's adopted sister Blue*star. Blue*Star was a pretty, and quite intelligent girl with short, choppy shockingly bright blue hair and green eyes. Blue*Star wished to be addressed by simply, 'Blue', since it was her favorite color, but everyone insisted on calling her 'Star,' since it fitted her unique and outgoing personality. As similar as they may seem, Black*Star and Blue*Star were different in more ways than one.
While Black*Star happily boasted about how awesome he was, Blue*Star opted to be all show, and not talk. As ready as Blue*Star was to try new things, she thought about the consequences, sure she did it anyways, but at least she thought about what would happen if she did it.
"When are you ever going to stop listening to Patty blab on about absolutely nothing, and start actually paying attention in class? Joanna and Don will surely take away your electronics if you don't get your grades up," Blue*Star scolded, plopping down as her mandatory uniform skirt flew up. Maka raised an eyebrow, unsure of why she addressed her parents by their first names after 9 years of living with them.
Tori snorted irritably, her eyes narrowing at her younger sister, "Oh Star," Blue*Star hissed at her, "When are going to stop being such a snore, and actually do something."
"For your information, sis," Blue*hissed with such a viciousness it made Maka flinch, "I do something! I just joined the baseball team, you should know this, we had practice yesterday!"
Maka looked in-between the two sisters, faces red from their frustration with each other.
"I meant something not school related!" Tori shouted, drawing the attention of several people, "You-!"
"Guys…." A voice droned in front of them, their heads snapping toward the person you dared interrupt them, "Calm your tits, what the hell is this fight for anyhow?"
Maka resisted the urge to smile, silently thanking Maki for coming in time; death knows she couldn't break up a fight between the Bei Fong sisters even if she wanted to.
Maki's calm, collected demeanor proved a good influence towards many people when they were angry. Including some as stubborn as the Bei Fong siblings, who calmed down after a few minutes of deep breaths.
"Blue*Star was grilling me again, for not paying attention in class when she knows that I have a hard time to," Tori said, crossing her legs and arms proudly. Maka looked to Blue*Star who was pinching the bridge of her nose in aggravation.
"Well, you could've just stated that calmly, but you called me a snore!" Blue*Star ground out between clenched teeth. Maka watched as an easy grin made its way across her little sisters face as she looked towards Blue*Star in amusement.
"The truth hurts, Blue." She said her grin growing as she watched Blue get flustered, and Tori started snickering.
Maka shook her head, a small smile slipping on her face for a second, and then sliding back off. She loved her friends, they were crazy, and fun, and entertaining. They kept her happy when she wanted to die. They knew she was fragile and knew what topics to stray away from and what topics to express freely. They loved and adored her no matter how many times her mood swung, and that's what she loved most of all. They kept her mood steady, and calm, kept her from raging on everyone. Especially Crona….
Maka took in a shark intake of breath, her friend's current conversation stopping instantly, "Maka…" Tori said softly, "What's the matter?"
Maka's eyes slipped shut, and then re-opened, everyone's souls in her view. Being a beginner Soul Preceptor, she could only see souls, their basic emotions, and the souls of the people she communicated with the most.
"Where's…" She whispered softly, lips barely moving as she closed her eyes, and tried again.
"Where's….where's my Crona?"
A/N:
(1)- There are bleachers for spectators whenever there's a student VS. student, or student vs. teacher, they are also there for the, 'Normie Sec,' who has a football team.
(2)-I know that's unrealistic. I would be in the office If I took that long.
This is so different from the original, man it's not even funny. But anyways, I hope this chapter met your expectations! In a few days, or maybe weeks, I'll be coming out with Forgotten Memories: One-shot collection. Basically a side story of my O/C's that I will state whether or not it connects to the original. But Maka and Soul in all them will be in there. And pleaseeee go check out Inseparable. It's my baby, I worked so hard on it and everyone's just pushing it aside…
Please review, I hope you liked this chapter! And yes, I notice that I use 'Was', a lot. I went on an online editor and apparently my writing sucks monkey balls. The next chapter will be better! Promise.
-DESTYY (changed meh name!)
