Soul Eater

After much debate and requests, I decided to revive this story. It took me quite some time to rethink and gather my ideas, so please don't get mad if this chapter is a bit boring. I'm not the person that tends to rush things and since this story is going to have a very thick plot, I hope you can bear with me. Aside from that, please look forward for future updates. Chapter 7 will probably be out by this weekend or sooner. It all depends how I'm feeling. :)

Anyways, a million thanks to all my readers that are back after a huge hiatus! I'm so sorry for the long wait and I hope you can forgive me! So, please excuse my grammatical errors and I hope this chapter meets your expectations!

Temptations

Chapter 6 - Not Enough

Walking inside the room, Maka was surprised to find the meeting room lounge small and cramped. She had expected something much better especially considering they were trying to make negotiations with the Evans Company. Maka stood still as she watched Soul take a seat in one of the chairs, completely frustrated and annoyed. What did she expect, though? He wasn't even human and yet, he had attended such boring sessions known as meetings. Maka didn't understand why a creature like him would even bother with human affairs. It didn't make sense to her at all.

The airplane ride had been pretty short and quick, but that was all thanks to Soul's private jet. It had been a nightmare to ride with him and Maka had to make sure she didn't fall asleep during the entire flight. She could feel Soul staring at her the entire time like if he was inspecting her. Even though she had made sure to sit as far away from him as possible, Maka never felt safe once. She knew she wouldn't be able to avoid him forever, but she wanted to keep communication with him to a minimum.

There were still so many things that she didn't know about Soul Evans, the Public Relations Director. She thought he wanted to kill her and yet, he had saved her sorry self the day before. She could still remember the way he had used his body to shield her car from the other car. He had saved her, but Maka didn't understand why and the more she thought about it, the more confused she got. With that thought in her mind, Maka grabbed a chair that was a couple of chairs away from Soul. There was no way she was about to sit next him.

She was still scared of him and she wasn't able to get a wink of sleep because of it. Still, she needed to learn how to subdue her fear. If she was going to work for him, then she needed to get used to him. She needed to learn his weakness and strengths so she could stay alive. Maka pulled out some papers that she had prepared during the plane ride before placing her handbag on the floor. She needed to get that stupid meeting over with so she could leave New York and go back to Death City. She wanted to return to her mother as soon as possible. She hadn't seen her in two days and that fact was starting to crush her.

Maka turned to look at Soul, who seemed to be kind of out of it. His face was getting paler by the minute and his frustration was starting to get more visible. Maka wondered what was wrong with him since she hadn't seen him like that before. Maka looked around the room to realize that the window's blinds were open. The sunlight was coming in and even though it was early, the sun's warmth was pretty strong. Maka wondered if that was the reason why Soul was so annoyed. Maybe the myth about vampires being sensitive to sunlight was true. She did remember his office being as dark as night. She wondered in what way the sun affected him.

She and Soul waited there for a couple of minutes and it wasn't long before a group of men came in. They all sat down in the remaining seats across from them, but the round table they were using seemed too small for them since they were all tall and buff. Then, to make their appearance worse, their suits looked tight and Maka wondered how they were even able to breathe. Either way, she wasn't impressed and she could already tell that the meeting was going to quick and short.

"Well, then," One of the men suddenly said, standing up once again. He seemed to be in his mid-30s, but his thick glasses made him look older. He cleared his throat before he clasped his hands together. Maka gave Soul a quick peek, but unlike her, he didn't seem interested at all. If she didn't know he was a vampire, she would have thought for sure that he was going to fall asleep. "Let's get started. I'm Ethan Griffin and I am the representative and CEO of this corporation. Please, allow me to begin my presentation and tell you why we, the Bryson Co., should form a partnership with the Evans Company."

The man began his speech, but Maka wasn't really paying attention and a part of her didn't even care. A part of her still didn't know what she was doing there. Just a while back she was still a part of the financial department and now, she was stuck with Soul Evans, a crazy vampire. He terrified her to no end and he could really kill her whenever he wanted. Maka let out a sigh as she looked at the papers in her hands again. She wanted to go home. She wanted to crawl inside her apartment and never come out, but her life belonged to Soul.

Maka cursed to herself before she finally decided to tune back into the man's speech. She could tell that he was trying to persuade them to accept a partnership and apart from that, the man wanted them to support an investment that they assured would carry them far. He kept talking on for what seemed like an eternity, but when he was finally done, he grabbed a folder from the table and showed it to them. "Here's the contract." He said with a greedy smile. "All you have to do is sign it and the agreement is done."

Ethan Griffin walked over to them and he slowly handed it to them. Soul grabbed it and opened the folder, but he didn't seemed to care at all. He just stared at it with his crimson eyes, not even bothering to read it. Maka was finally starting to understand why they had assign her to be Soul's assistant. Soul just didn't seem to care about anything. Ethan Griffin handed him a pen with his eyes glowing enthusiastically before he pointed at a particular page. "What do you say, Mr. Evans? Should we take this extra step and join our companies? I can assure you that our alliance will benefit both of us."

Soul shrugged his shoulders before he turned to look at her. He gave her smirk as he coolly sat back on his chair. "I'll sign it." He told the man calmly, crossing his hands. "If she agrees with this, I'll gladly sign it."

Ethan Griffin immediately turned to look in her direction and Maka could feel the pressure coming from him. Soul was doing all of that to make fun of her since she barely had an idea of what was going on. Still, she was glad that she had come prepared. She grabbed her papers before she stood up, her eyebrows furrowing a little. She shifted her eyes to look around the room and it was only until then that she realized that she was the only woman. Feeling a bit awkward, Maka took a deep breath before she began.

"The offer is tempting." Maka started, trying to hide some of the shakiness inside her voice. "You want us to invest in a chain of hotels that could get popular and that could bring in lots of profit. However, you need the Evans Company support and promotion to get this idea to work. That's why you want to form a partnership, an alliance. You want to make sure the Evans Company doesn't abandon this corporation if something goes wrong. Right now, success is not guaranteed and that's why you need us. A company like yours could never open such a high market of hotels alone. You need us to expand."

Maka looked at her papers again, glad she had done some research beforehand. Soul hadn't bothered to explain anything to her and she had to figure what was going on her own. That was probably the reason why he had given her a stack of papers to read and learn from the day before. Letting out a sigh, Maka watched as the men stared at her intently. Their fate was in her hands. "Anyways, there are couple of reasons why I cannot accept this so called partnership."

"What do you mean by that?" Ethan Griffin suddenly exclaimed, slamming his fist on the table. That startled her for a bit, but Soul's face expression never changed. He just kept looking at her without even blinking. Maka didn't even know what made her more nervous; the men that looked ready to beat her up or Soul's intimidating and scary glare. "Explain yourself! What do you mean?!"

"Your reputation!" Maka began, throwing a piece of paper on the table for them to see. She crossed her hands as she stared at them angrily. "The Evans Company is well known and a well prestiged organization that has top marked hotel, spas and resort chains all over the world. Creating an alliance with the Brysons would only bring our popularity down since you're hotel's are ugly, badly kept and have terrible reviews."

Maybe she was being a little too blunt, but she just wanted to end everything fast. She couldn't stand to be there with Soul Evans and she hated the way he was staring at her. She wasn't suppose to be the center of the show. "Then, to top that off, this company is financially broke. Your company, Mr. Griffin, has little to no money and it doesn't make sense that you would risk the little you have with such a big investment. As far as I'm concerned, you just want to take advantage of the Evans Company. You want to use our company to bail yourself out of the huge debt you're in."

Taking a pause, Maka placed another pile of papers on the table. She was almost done. "Along with everything else, there are terrible rumors going around about this corporation. Are you aware of that, Mr. Griffin? There are rumors saying that this organization is sided with the Mafia and that you have internet hackers working here. There is also an article saying that one of your employees was taken to jail for murder."

Everyone was shocked by her words, but everything she was saying was true. Her research and investigating hadn't been in vain. She had worked on her speech all night and she was glad she had a chance to use. She just wanted show Soul that she was useful so he could keep her alive. By that point, she was fighting for her life. She and her mother needed to make it through alive.

"This meeting is closed." Maka told them and she could see Ethan Griffin squirming with anger. It was probably a big blow for him to be shot down by a woman especially considering how Soul had been only a couple of seconds away from signing the contract. "The Evans Company isn't about to dirty their hands and ally with a low company such as the Brysons. Please excuse us and have a nice day."

Maka grabbed her handbag from the floor and headed out the door immediately. Without looking back, she headed toward the elevator, hoping Soul would stay behind. She pressed on the button several times and when the doors finally opened, Maka hopped inside, glad that she had made it there all alone. She pressed the button that would take her to the first floor and with a sigh she slowly watched the doors close.

"That was quite a performance you made back there." Maka shrieked as she turned around to find Soul standing behind her. She quickly took a step back, placing her handbag in front of her. That's really all she needed. "I'm impressed with your skills even though you got them mad as fuck. I guess meetings like these aren't so bad when you have other people doing the thinking. I would have just signed their shitty paper."

Maka didn't say anything as she looked down at the floor. The courage she had felt in the meeting room was completely gone and she suddenly grew afraid again. She tried to take another step back, but the elevator's walls were stopping her from going any further. "I don't understand." She suddenly managed to say with a low voice. "Why would they send us to New York just for this? It was a complete joke and I don't understand why the President would even bother with this company in the first place."

Soul didn't say anything, but he took step toward her. He gave her smirk and before she could analyze what was going on, he was standing right in front of her. He placed his hand above her body, leaning it against the wall. He looked down at her and Maka could feel her body tensing up. "What I don't understand is your blood."

Maka widen her eyes as she felt Soul getting closer to her. His eye color slowly shifted from a crimson to bright red, sending a chill down her spine. Maka wanted to get away, but she found herself cornered against the wall. He lowered his head toward her neck and Maka could feel him smelling her. She closed her eyes, afraid of what was going to happen next. "Your blood. It's different from anything I've ever smelled." His cold finger traced the sideline of her jaw before it slowly trickled down to her chest. "But, looking at you better, I think I want more than a bite."

With that being said, Maka quickly pushed him off as hard as she could from her. There was no effect, but Soul backed away with a loud laugh. He was doing that to make fun of her and Maka didn't how much she could put up with it. She hated him and she hated herself being in that situation. Maka closed her eyes, hoping the elevator would just hurry up.

It wasn't long before the elevator finally reached the bottom floor and Maka quickly ran out from the small four wall space. She didn't want to be alone with him and it didn't matter what he said to her. She would always be afraid of him and she wished she could just find his weakness already. Before Maka had a chance to head out the front door, she suddenly found her body paralyzed. It was frozen stiff and she wasn't able to move in the slightest. People were looking at her strangely, but that was the least of her concerns.

"Head over to the hotel. Take a taxi or something." Soul told her from behind as he inserted some money inside her handbag. "Your stuff has already been sent there. There's some things I need to take care of, so you better not even think about running away."

"I would if I could." Maka told him after finding she was able to move her body again. That was one thing she knew about him at least and it wasn't the first time it had happened either. Soul seemed to have the power to paralyze her body whenever he wanted and Maka couldn't help but wonder what else he was able to do. She also knew he had speed along with strength, but what else? What else did she have to know? Was he really invincible? "I know better than that. I'm not stupid."

"Good. Glad to know." Soul told with a smirk before he placed his hands in his pockets. His eyes weren't bright red anymore and they had returned to their normal crimson color. However, his face was getting paler. "Well, I'll catch you around later."

With that, he started walking in the opposite direction of the door. Maka stared at him as he walked away and when the lobby became fairly empty, Soul suddenly vanished into the air. Rubbing her eyes several times, Maka looked around the lobby, but he was nowhere to be found. He had finally left, but she knew that she still wasn't free. She needed to obey if she wanted to stay alive. Curling her hands into fists, Maka gritted her teeth as she walked out the door.

There was no doubt about it; she was going to live hell with Soul Evans.

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He hated everyone. He hated everything. He hated himself. Those thoughts kept running through his head as he leaned his body against the wall. Somehow, he had managed to make it to the bottom parking lot level, where everything was shrouded with darkness. He had exposed his body to the sunlight for too long and now he was completely worn out. He started coughing again and blood poured out from his mouth, creating a red puddle on the pavement.

What had he expected? He still wasn't strong enough to resist the sunlight and that's why he hated himself. As far as he knew, he was never going to increase in power and he was never going to move higher up in the clan. He so weak compared to other vampires and that's why he was always picked to go to stupid meetings and do stupid errands. He didn't have the power to protest and the clan leader would definitely squash him if he dared to speak up. In a way, he and Maka Albarn were the same. She lived under him while he lived under the clan leader, Asura.

Soul continued to cough up blood. He could feel his body and his strength getting weaker, annoying him completely. Vampires were night creatures and only the strongest were able to go out during the day without pain. He regretted acting so tough since he was feeling the burning consequences. He didn't want that woman to find out that the sun affected him, so he tried to keep his composure in front of her. Still, there was only so much he could take though and now, he had reached his limit. Reaching his cellphone from his pocket, Soul decided to call his so called brother.

"Hey, you!" He exclaimed as soon as he heard someone pick up the phone. "Wes, can you tell me now what the heck is going on? Tell me the real reason why you sent me to New York. Who do they want me to kill this time? I'm not going to believe that you sent me all this way to have a meeting with some fuckers that underestimated the damn company. C'mon, just spit it out."

"Well, I'm glad everything went well. I just got an email from the head coordinator saying your assistant was rude, disrespectful and full of lies. I don't know what to make of that, but I guess Joe knows what he's doing. We'll just have to trust him. He has been serving us for years after all." Soul wished he could just shut up and get to the point. They were called brothers, but Soul knew vampires didn't have family. They were all loners who followed orders from the higher ups. "Anyways, you're right. There is trash you need to take out."

"I knew it." Soul said to himself as he wiped his mouth. He started scanning the place, hoping he would find someone to feed on. He wasn't able to take a bite out of Maka Albarn because he knew that there were security cameras in the elevator. He had resisted himself from feeding on her in order to keep his true self a secret. "So, who is it? Who am I suppose to hunt down?"

"I'm not exactly sure and that's why I want you to investigate." Wes told him before he began to explain. "Several of our kind have been reported dead and as you know, killing a vampire isn't easy. A normal human would never be able to accomplish such a feat. New York is infested with vampires and yet, more than 50 have been reported dead this week. I still don't know if it's a vampire hunter or a demon, but I want you to investigate what's going on over there. Do you understand?"

"Yeah, yeah." Soul said, placing his finger inside his ear. It was pretty strange and Soul wasn't sure what to think. Hearing so many vampires dead kind of freaked him out, but in his current condition, even a human could take him out. He needed to find a source of blood fast before he completely collapsed. He hated running errands all the time, but killing threats was his other job aside from being the Public Relations Director. "I get it. I get it. What a pain in the ass. I guess I'll see what I can do about it. I don't promise you anything, though."

"Alright. Just check out for me. New York City isn't the only place that's getting a high toll of vampire deaths." Wes told him and Soul could hear the worried tone in his voice. Why was he so scared? It wasn't like someone was actually strong enough to wipe them out. They had been living for centuries. Why would they suddenly go extinct? "Don't forget to report back. Last time, you had us waiting for hours."

"I get it." Soul told him before he ended the call. He let out a groan as he looked at the phone in his hand. His skin was getting pale and if he didn't get some blood soon, he would really get himself in a problem. Soul clenched his hands into fists, cursing himself for being so lame. Why? Why was he so obsessed with that woman's blood, though? Why could he still smell it even though she wasn't around?

He had been so close. He had been so close from taking a bite, but he couldn't do it there. It was not only risky, it also wouldn't have enough for him. He wanted her blood, but a part of him also wanted to fuck her. He wanted to place more fear inside her and he wanted to show her who he really was. He was letting her live after all and she needed to pay a high price for it. Soul smirked at his thoughts as he stood up straight. He had never been so entertained by a human before. He wanted to screw around with her now that he finally got the chance.

The smirk never left his face and he could feel his eyes turning red again. He turned around to find a woman opening the door of a car. She was placing some bags inside and she had no idea that he was lurking around. With his prey on target, Soul swiftly snuck behind her before grabbed her neck tightly. She screamed, but Soul silenced her with the little powers he had left. He froze her body, allowing him to manipulate her in anyway that he wanted. He pushed her back against the car as she looked at him with terror.

She didn't seem too appetizing, but she was a thousand times better looking than Maka Albarn. He smirk widen and he could feel his fangs emerging with a desire for blood. He needed to regain his strength, so he was in no position to be picky. He slowly started to unbutton the lady's blouse, moving the collar away from her neck. She couldn't move and she couldn't talk, but Soul could hear her mentally screaming. She was terrorized and Soul loved that part about humans. It made their blood sweeter and more tastier.

Soul licked the side of her neck with his tongue, feeling her body tense up even more. He didn't like feeding during the day, but he didn't have much of a choice. He needed blood because there was no way his body would be able to resist until sunset after all the sunlight he had exposed himself to. Soul slowly pierced his fangs on the woman's skin and he immediately began to suck out the warm red liquid.

It didn't have her smell, though. In fact, he could hardly smell the blood he was taking in. His body was gaining strength again, but his other senses weren't being satisfied. It wasn't enough. Soul gripped on the woman's arms tightly, feeling frustrated that he wasn't getting full. Her blood was good, but he wondered what the blood of Maka Albarn would taste like. He had been craving her for days and it was starting to drive him insane. He wanted her blood in that moment. He wanted to get rid of the itch that had been growing inside him unknowingly.

Soul slowly pulled away from the woman in arms, spilling her blood all over her clothes and body. She was trembling as she looked at him with fear and anger. Wiping his mouth with his sleeve, Soul placed his hand over the lady's forehead. In a matter of seconds, she fell on the floor unconsciously, her memories of him having been completely erased. That's what he always did to his victims. He couldn't let them know of his existence. Soul looked down at her with pity since she was going to wake up feeling lost and confused on what had happened.

Things would be different with Maka Albarn, though. He wouldn't have to erase her memories because she already knew he was a vampire, a monster. Of course, her fear would be enough to keep her mouth shut and that's what made the game fun to Soul. He could manipulate her in anyway that he wanted. He could screw around with her until he grew tired of her. With a smirk on his face, Soul placed his hands in his pockets as he started to walk away from the woman he had half killed.

He had business to take care of before he went toward his second victim.

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