Sorry it took so long for me to update! I've been really really sick and haven't felt like doing anything, but i am now! I'm going to make this chappie in Martin's POV
Disclaimer: I no own Soul Eater!
I sit outside her window watching her. How dare she think she can get away with what she did. From an early age I learned that some people never get what they deserve. For example, my mother. Dad always told me it was vermin like her that I needed to watch out for.
We were a middle class family in northern Mississippi. My Father was a weapon, and my mother was a meister. My dad worked as an accountant in a bank that only served meisters and weapons. While he was working, my mother cooked, cleaned, ironed, washed, and did whatever else needed to be done around the house. After she was finished with everything she would lay on the couch watching soap operas until she fell asleep, and my father would carry her to bed when he got home.
One Day, my mother forgot to iron my father's favorite tie. When he came home that night, it was an understatement to say he was angry! He grabbed my mother by her hair and threw her against the wall. Her training as a meister enabled to maneuver her arms and take most of the force into her wrist, but it was badly broken on impact. He turned to me and told me that bad people deserved to be punished. Then he transformed his arm into a sword blade, and stabbed her in the gut.
From that moment on I knew that if anyone messed with me then I would get back at them.
No matter the cost...
Sorry this was so short! I just felt like I needed to give some background information on Martin!