Chapter 2:

I hear the music

The music is playing

The music is soft

The music is now fading

Soul

My face twisted into an unimaginable shape, my hand scrunched into a fist that held the now ruiened letter which was sealed with red wax. That was the 3rd letter this month, I don't need to read who it is from I can tell just by the appenance who it was from; the embroidered pattern on the envlope, the smell of rich perfume and on the red seal stood the letter E. I know very well who it is from, my so-called family. Evans

The sound of the door opening took me out of my trance, i looked through my white locks to see my roommate carrying half her size in shopping bags all containing food. I felt my face turn into a lopsided grin and chuckle came from my throat, she wobbled over the breakfast table and dropped the the brown filled bags. She spun around, her green and yellow scarf almost hitting her in the face, her cheeks and nose were both rosie pink indicating that the winter weather was living up to its name. She made her way over to me and look me up and down before collapsing on the couch.

"It's freezing out there, why did i have to go and not you"? she in a whiny voice while looking up at me with her big green orbs, making herself look cute.

"You had to go this time because it was my turn last time" I muttered in a low grumble "And if you wanted me to go you should have said, I would have come with you" she Replied by mumbling something i could'nt make out. I looked at her again to ask her what she said to find she was looking in my hand, My vision slowly made its way to my hand to find that the crumpled letter was still in my hand. Crap

"Soul" a confiused voice said "What's that" she asked while pointing to the letter in my hand

"This" i opened my hand slightly, she nodded in agreement.I looked at the letter, she does'nt need to know

"It's nothing" I stood up shoved the letter in my pocket and walked into my room. I flopped onto my bed and sighed and pulled out the letter and ran my finger over the patterns ,reading the address. I still find it hard to believe after 3 years they found me, asking me too come home, they miss me and I belong with them. I scoffed at that thought, me and them alike, just because we share the last name does not mean we are the same. I felt the anger bubble up inside me

"Well, arent you the bad boy" a familiar voice said, I looked around to find my self in the black room.

"What do you want, you little freak"? I practically shouted at the little red oger who was wearing a similar suit as himself, and was dancing his usuall creepy dance

"I know it's really not my place to intervene, but arent you and your little meister not suppose to keep secrets from each other" the little oger said in an know-it-all-way while scratching his chin

I let out a growl indicating he was right, me and maka were not ment to keep secrets from each other but she does not need to know this, it will just cause her more stress.

"What she dont know wont hurt her" I wispered in response to his previous statement

"Listen Evans" I hissed slighty at the name "We both know your just fighting the inevitable. They will come for you and when they do you'll be going with them"

Once again i found myself in my room with the letter in my hand. I looked over to my desk, the current home of the other two letters. I sighed getting up to put the letter in my hand with the other letters. As i sat down in my desk seat i dug into the draw to find the object i was looking for, i didn't know whether to feel happy or sad looking at the photo. The photo of me, my brother, mother and father, i look happy there i was only 7 at the time. That was before i found out i was a weapon, before i met my great uncle Henny, the only other weapon in my family.