Heavy Soul ➻ a soul eater fanfiction

Lavender Eyes.

- Third Person -

"Momma!!" The young red head screamed as she ran to her mother out of surprise. "My arm turned into this thing and now I can't move my arm!" The little girl whined and balled her eyes out, unable to move her arm because of it's odd transformation of what seemed to be... a blade?

A gasp escaped from the mother's lips as she rushed to tell her husband the news.

"Hun! Come see your daughter! Looks like she inherited my part huh?" The mother snickered to her beloved husband who was shocked to see the blade like arm his daughter now had.

"Damn... I was hoping she'd be a meister..." The father's face turned into a childish pout while the mother just stuck her tounge out playfully.

"Sucks to suck hun."

"MOMMA HELLO. MY ARM. HELP." The young 5 year old was kinda still freaking out about what ever the hell was going on.

The mother laughed at her toddler's frantic behavior. "Ok ok Reveru calm down it's ok. Just relax and think about your arm well.... being an arm."

"Huh?" Little Rev looked to her arm and looked back at her mom like she was insane.

"Just do it."

Rev closed her eyes tight and thought about swinging that arm around like the normal arm it used to be, and when she opened her eyes it was no longer a blade but an arm again!

Casually pretending like nothing had happened, Rev told her mother thank you and walked off to go play basically forgetting what had just happened.

Young Reveru was a 5 year old dark red headed little short tempered child, with unique lavender eyes and tan skin. Her hair was always usually in a braid since her mother loved to braid her hair so much and she always wore her gray bandana scarf that her dad gave her that he made from her old blanket she used to sleep with. She never went anywhere without it.

Rev's parents, Toori (father) and Rila (mother) , were a young couple. They both together were meister and weapon or in other words 'partners'. They both met in the DWMA school created by Death himself, where they were assigned to eachother as again meister and weapon. They soon fell in love and ran away together at age 17 and Rila gave birth to Reveru at age 18. Soon getting married after Rev was born, the two young couple lived happily with there daughter in their little home far from the DWMA. Or so they thought.

On the day of October 1st, was a day to never forget.

The day when when Reveru became alone.

The day when those lavender eyes became cold.

Slashes. Screams. Blood. Broken glass. Broken bones. Broken bodies. Broken parents. Broken family.

Young 5 year old Reveru stared emotionless at the sight of the dead cold bodies, of what were her parents, before her. Her mind went blank and cold as she was being dragged away from her home. Leaving a trail of blood as she was dragged along by her cuffed wrists. Suddenly everything went dark. Maybe from the sack they put over her head? Maybe she blacked out?

She suddenly felt herself be thrown onto a tile floor where she laid there still in the dark.

"Welcome to your new home little girl." Said what seemed to be a man. His voice sent chills down her spine. He took off her mask, where light finally met her eyes. She stared at the man who was actually very handsome or would also be described as beautiful. His voice even had that hint of beauty in it. But no matter for this man killed her parents and she wasn't going to let that slide.

The little girl rose to her knees and struggled to rise to her feet since her hands were cuffed.

The man laughed at her struggle and just left the room, locking the door behind him.

From that day on Reveru became his little 'pet'. She got fed 2 meals a day and never left that room unless the man known as, Gile, was in the mood for his sick, twisted fun. Rev was raped, beaten, sometimes even left to starve if she didn't do her job right. This continued for 5 years until she finally reached age 10.

The day she was set free.

5 years later. February 7th.

Being locked up in her dark room as always, Rev all of a sudden heard loud noises coming from behind the door. Suddenly the door was kicked down and in came a woman holding a magnificent scythe.

"Are you ok sweetie?" The gentle woman said, rushing to Rev's side. Reveru backed away in fear and hid in the corner.

The scythe turned into a man and he went to his wife's side.

"What should we do with her?" He asked. "We can't just put her off on someone else."

"hmm... Um sweet heart do you have any parents?" The lady asked kindly.

Rev jerked her head towards them and tears escaped her eyes as she began shaking.

The man placed his hand on little Rev's head.

"I'm sure Maka would like a sister don't you think?" He looked to his wife who was smiling in agreement.

"What's your name kid?" He asked gently.

"Reveru....."

"Well consider yourself an Albarn now, Reveru." The couple grinned widely as they helped her stand.

Those lavender eyes seemed to sparkle yet again that day.

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A/N

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