Ruby and Emerald (Soul Eater fanfic)

Chapter 1

Sep 12, 2004
3rd person

It was a dark, mysterious looking day in Death City. Maka had just been beaten by her boyfriend that she was staying with at the time, since she couldn't sleep because of her fathers women.

"I-I hate my life!" The 14 year old Maka cried out into the night.
"I-it's not fair..." She silently sobbed. Her father only hit her once in the face. He was drunk, and she back talked him. She learned her lesson.
Her boyfriend was 19, and I guess since Maka didn't really have a father, she relied on him. He beat her when she declined his sex. She always declined it. She wanted to keep her virginity. It was something that was hers.
Her short, plaid skirt, was torn to pieces and covered with filth. Her white, button up shirt, was torn up as well.

She was starving. She didn't have a bite to eat for days. She just wish... she didn't exist.

She heard an engine roar and sped toward her way, and she thought it would pass by her, but it stopped right in front of her.

The biker took off his helmet, and revealed it was a male. His hair was a white, snow color. It spiked up in all directions. She could even tell in the pitch blackness.
"You okay?" The male spoke. "I saw you from a distance, you want a ride or something?"
"N-no." She stuttered, terrified of the stranger.
He stared at me, trying to figure out what was wrong, and why she was so terrified.
"Oh! Fuck me... My names Soul Eater Evans." Soul smirked, and she saw his teeth were razor sharp. She felt safe with him, for some reason.
"Maka Albarn." She said, a little more comfortable with him.
"Want a ride, or something?"
She looked down and frowned.
"Or... do you not have a home?" He said it like a statement, more than a question.
She nodded slowly. "I do... but it's not a very good one..."
"Wait... what happened to your face?" His tone then got angry, and his arm turned into a blade.
Maka jumped back, terrified.
Soul realized this, and he quickly turned back. "Sorry... I still don't know how to control it fully.... oh, I forgot to mention I'm a weapon, didn't I?" He chuckled awkwardly, while scratching the back of his head.
"I'm actually training to be a meinster." She was, actually. She just hoped the topic change, would stay that topic.
"Bitchin'. I go to DWMA. You?"
"Oh uh... I actually don't go to one. My boyfriends a weapon, so I practice with him." Maka then got quiet, mentioning her boyfriend.
"The bastard did this to you, didn't he?" Soul asked, even though he already knew.
Maka nodded her head slowly.
"Well... you can bunk with me. I have a spare bedroom in my apartment."
She considered it. I meant, he was basically a stranger. She then nodded her head yes. He smirked, once again, and hopped on his motorcycle. "Hope on."
"Are you sure that things safe?" She questioned, wisely.
"Positive."
She trusted the stranger, and hoped on the back of his motorcycle. She wrapped her arms around his torso. And the engine roared to life. They sped down Death City, and reached a 4 story apartment.