The Red Hood : Soul EaterShe grabbed the red hood on her back and flipped it over, so it rested on her tiny head. Her feet gracefully made their way over to the old wooden door, but stopped a few inches from it. She turned on her heels and ran her eyes over the man asleep on the blue striped couch. "Goodbye father." She mumbled before slipping out of the frail cabin.More Like This
She knew what she had to do: get the hell out of here. Everything was just spinning out of control in her life right now. Nothing was right. The man that seemed to sleep peacefully on the petite sofa, was not at all so when he was awake.
On good days, he would simply clutch a liquor bottle in one hand and his broken heart in the other, staring at the picture that hung on the wall. On bad days, he would scream and shout and blame the world for his misfortune, making Maka hide in her bedroom until he passed out from intoxication.
It was his fault, no one else's. If he hadn't have cheated on the women in the picture he constantly watched, God knows h
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You had known him for almost all of your life and had gotten used to his peculiar shenanigans that dealt with the symmetric aspects of things, or people for that matter. He was eccentric, beyond the point of simple insanity, and there was absolutely no way to give him a single compliment that wouldn’t have him freak out about whatever you had pointed out, which was always his three white stripped hair. It was the only thing you could possibly compliment, and it was the only thing that pissed him off about himself the most.
Kid spelled trouble for you, as well for him because the K wasn’t symmetrical, and you would have been better off if you had never of met him. But life doesn’t always go as one wants it to go, and you had no way of knowing he was a complete psychopath when he was first introduced to you as child. He was nice and cute and very much the respectable young heir to Lord Death, groomed for the high class life.
He was absolutely adorable.
Until he opened h