I'm so super sorry that I took so long! I finally got some free time because I have been booked with papers and homework and school and I just ugh then I would pass out at like nine and yeah I'm sorry.

As payment for being so patient, I'm posting two chapters today. After I post this one I'll be editing chapter six to be published. Thank you for the reviews and such! Please enjoy this chapter!

Disclaimer: I do not own Soul Eater.

I woke up to the shrill of an alarm, and I tapped it to shut off the racket. I shifted in the bed I was in to see what time it was. I had to check out of the hotel in a little less than an hour. I rubbed my eyes and climbed out of bed into the bathroom. The hotel and my belongings weren't much, but it was good enough. I grabbed my bag once I was done packing and headed for the check out area. The sun blinded me as soon as I walked out. It wasn't quite fall yet, so it was still blazing.

It's been almost 6 weeks. It would've only taken me two days to get to DWMA, but I had to stay in the cities for a few days. I needed money to get some clothes and a decent place to stay for the nights, so I had to work. Finding a job wasn't easy with how my face looked at the moment, but I managed. My parents put some of their cash into a savings account and kind of left it there after going with Noah, so I was able to access it since I was their daughter. However, it still wasn't enough to buy the things I needed and food and shelter, hence the need for a job. The information I needed to get to DWMA was given to me by an old, but very kind, woman who lived in a cabin nestled in the woods.

I was miles away from headquarters when I passed out, and she found me while she was out hiking. She woke me up and carried me back to her home, dressing my wounds until I woke up. When I woke and realized what had happened, I asked her how to get to DWMA. She said it was a long trip, a few days if you walked. She gave me a map, figuring I was on my way over there. I could tell she was wondering where I came from and where my parents were, but she didn't ask. She only asked about my wounds, and I had to lie. I didn't want her to grow curious of the evil that rested deeper in the trees. She seemed safe the farther she was.

Her kindness struck me; it's been very long since I've encountered people like that. A few hours later, I was gone. A "thank you" was the most I could give her, much to my disdain, but I think she understood my predicament.

I closed the wrinkled map in my hand and headed west to Death City. It was on the other side of this city, so I had a lot of walking to do. I shifted the bag on either shoulder from time to time, gazing at the sights before me. I wondered why I was even bothering to go to DWMA. Kid probably forgot about me by now. I guess it was because I didn't have a place to go, and it was the first place that came to mind. I may be of some use to them, right?

By about seven, I walked into Death City. DWMA towered right smack in the middle, with homes and apartments coming from the sides. I was miles away from it, but I could see it clear as day; it was just that big. However, it was getting dark. I decided to find another hotel to stay for the night, and I'd cover the rest of the way tomorrow. Sifting through my duffel bag, I looked at what cash I had left. I had enough for a few days so I tossed my wallet back in and made my way to the hotel shown on the map.

As soon as I was checked in I got ready for bed. While I brushed my teeth, I couldn't help but think about Noah. Would he make one of the guys come after me? What about Kid? And those plans…that girl…Maka. What do they plan to do to her? It definitely seemed like Kid knew her.

I finished brushing my teeth, pushing those stressing thoughts away. I undressed my wound and cleaned it, happy to see that it was healing. A scar was definitely expected after it fully healed, as well as a scar on my face. The cut from Gopher was healing; a long thin scab covering it. It went down the left side of my face, beginning at the corner of my eye then going down to the side of my chin. I didn't know how self-conscious I was going to feel about it, but I knew there was nothing I could do. I searched the medicine cabinet and thankfully there were some bandages. I dressed the wound on my calf and made my way to the main room.

The bed felt wonderful as I collapsed into it, and before I even knew it I was fast asleep.

I woke up two hours until I had to check out. I packed my toiletries and grabbed my bag, deciding to leave early. I dressed in a tank and a pair of shorts and tied up my hair since I could feel the heat from the room window. After checking out, I walked out into the bright August day and started to explore. The town didn't look as creepy as last night. I mean, it looked cool, but it was really dark. I felt like I was being followed, and it was a bit scary even though I knew it was my imagination. Death City in the morning was a different story though. It was nice; there were a lot of little kids and their parents, as well as a lot of places to go.

I checked a wall clock in a nearby store after noticing streetlights starting to switch on. Eight forty-five. Had I really been walking for that long? It didn't really matter, DWMA was close. I could get there in thirty minutes to an hour, so I decided to keep walking. Besides, I didn't have a lot of money left.

I was making progress until something fell with a clatter behind me. My senses heightened even though I thought I was being paranoid. Something just wasn't right, though. I stopped in my tracks and listened closely; nothing. I began to laugh at myself for being so stupid, until I heard a deep, raspy laugh. I turned and looked around, but there was no one there.

"Oh, come on." I muttered, backing away before continuing forward. I was beginning to think maybe that feeling of being followed yesterday wasn't my imagination. I rushed past a store window, and gave it a quick glance. Something behind me glinted in the reflection as it rushed through the air and by instinct I ducked to the ground. I heard it whiz past me just above my head and pierce a brick wall ahead of me. I saw it clearly even in the dim light, but walked forward to get a closer look anyway. It was long and hard with a metallic glint. However, it wasn't a knife.

"A claw?"

Before I could register any movement beside me, I was thrown into the store wall to my left. Some of the bricks cracked, and some dust fell around me. I fell to my knees, the pain rushing through my back being almost unbearable. Using the wall as support, I picked myself up, grunts coming out of me from the pain. I was expecting Gopher, or Giriko or Justin, but what was before me was something entirely different. Stubs of hair poked out of what looked like a wrinkly head, and it had two scrawny legs. Four arms protruded from its round body, and each hand had five 12-inch long claws.

Crap. Just as I was about to push myself off the wall to try to run, the pre-Kishin shot its claw at me. It didn't seem to hurt him, but it flew straight into my arm and pinned me to the wall. I screamed, the pain flooding into me as I felt the blood starting to seep out and onto the floor. I reached for it and clenched my teeth as I tried pulling it out. It didn't budge. I looked back at the pre-Kishin and noticed it just grew another claw to replace the one it shot. I cursed under my breath; I was going to die by some ugly pre-Kishin.

I was scared and in pain, but more than anything, angry. A pre-Kishin, something I could kill in no time if I had a weapon, was about to kill me. It seemed pleased with itself as it came closer for the killing blow. I wanted nothing more than to inflict unbelievable pain to it.

"You've got a strange soul, don't you?" it slobbered, its spit falling onto the ground.

I didn't understand what it meant, and honestly I didn't care. I stared into its black, beady eyes, knowing well that this was the end of me.

End of Chapter V

Hope you enjoyed it! ^.^ I also hope everyone has had or is having a great day! It's almost the weekend so hang in there!

- Limiterlys