This story will have different POVs and 3rd POV.
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3rd POV.
-A couple of years ago-
Maka and Soul paced their apartment worried. This was not good. Not good at all!
"What do we do Soul!" Maka yelled. She sat down and placed her head in her hands. Soul continued to walk around while thinking.
"I'm thinking! I'm thinking!" He said. Maka was scared; this was something that she couldn't deal with.
Soul had finally stopped his mini rampage and sat next to Maka. He sighed. "The only thing we can do right now is wait, see what happens, and hope for the best." Soul pulled Maka in for a hug. She began to cry. "Don't worry we'll get through this. We're strong."
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-Present day-
A preteen that looked about 11 or 12 walked around her house in search of something. She passed several elegant rooms with the same color scheme. She strolled down two flights of stairs then her eyes looked happily in the room as she found what she was looking for. It was small, black, and fluffy. She picked it up in triumph.
"There you are, Adora-Bella." She said to the black Yorkie. She picked the dog up and carried her out. She passed the main entrance hall. Her mother was just arriving in the mansion.
"Roxanne, did you bathe her yet?" He mother asked. Roxanne nervously smiled.
"Well...you see...I was about to do that..."
"Now Roxy."
"Fine, but why can't one of the maids do it?"
"You wanted the dog. I hold you responsible for it. Plus that's not their job." Roxanne's mom made a shooing motion with her hand as she answered her phone that had been ringing. "Hello, Oh! Hi honey."
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Roxanne was in the bathroom washing her dog. When she was finished she looked in the mirror. She had white hair and green eyes. Was she pretty? She had found herself asking that question almost every time she looked in the mirror. She didn't look that much like her parents. She wished that she did because they were both very attractive. Sometimes her friends would comment about how handsome her dad looked or how hot her mom was. She continued to stare at herself for awhile still dazed in her thoughts when the still wet Adora-Bella began to shake.
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Night had began to fall. Roxanne was nervous. Normally she didn't have to ask her parents anything , because she could easily go out and buy it herself with her credit card. However this was one thing that she needed their approval on. She walked into their bedroom.
"I need to talk to you about something." She spoke aloud. Still slightly nervous although not showing it.
"About?" Her father said. Roxanne took a deep breath and let it out.
"I want to attend Shibusen." She said. Then closed her eyes waiting for an answer.
"You know Roxy you really don't have to. Plus aren't you a little young?" Her father said.
"It's my choice and I really want to do it."
"I don't know..." Her mother thought aloud.
"Please. Please! PLEASE!" Roxanne pleaded. Her father sighed.
"Fine." He said.
"Thank you Thank you!" Roxanne said and ran out.
"Looks like I'll have to call father and tell him."
"You know what Kid I think she might have your persistence." Dokuro said.
"If only she did have one of my qualities." Kid replied.
I know this chapter was short but this is like a prologue.
Yes, there are OCs. But I use Dokuro in all of my other stories and she's always with Kid so...yea.
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