New Character Profiles:
Name: Akane [CLASSIFIED]
Age: 14
Skin: Pale
Eyes: Blue (right eye "flame")
Hair: Black
Position: Meister
Abilities: Soul Perception, Red Life String, Fate, Demon Slash, Kishin Hunt, Song
Personality: Unsocial, not talkative
History: Akane was the last remaining survivor of the incident in [CLASSIFIED], she is known as an assassin for Arachnophobia. After betraying Arachnophobia, she disappeared for 5 years. When Shinigami-sama located her, he invited her to become a student at Shibusen. Her parents (deceased) are [CLASSIFIED]. She is currently attending Shibusen Academy.
Current Photo:
Name: Isamu Takashima
Age: 14
Skin: Light
Eyes: Light blue
Hair: Blond
Position: Weapon (gun, cannon, etc.)
Abilities: Demon Slash, Kishin Hunt, etc.
Personality: Easygoing, care-free, friendly
History: When the Phantomhive adopted him from the streets, he met Akane, who had been friends with the Phantomhive family for a long time. They became partners and are inseparable. He is currently attending Shibusen Academy.
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Chapter 1… Meister
Akane's POV
Glancing around, I lifted my hand to shield my eyes from the blazing sun. My battered cape whipped around in the wind around me. "Nice," I grudgingly muttered, "Building a city out here. Deserted area." I turned around to glance at my partner, Isamu. He looked up, "What?"
"Nothing,"
"You were staring at me."
"Was not,"
"Yeah you were."
"I wasn't,"
"Don't lie, Akane."
"I wasn't frickin' staring at you." I was starting to regret checking on him. He ran his fingers through his tousled blond hair, "Whatever then." He said. I half-smiled to myself, He always lets me win the arguments. I know that if he tried, he would surely win. Suddenly, a large black shape loomed from the distance. "Look! There's Shibusen, that school we were submitted into!" I said, mainly to change the subject. Isamu squinted and replied, "Yeah, that's it." And without saying a word, we glanced at each other. We were both naturally competitive and understood each other immediantly. I instantly dashed toward the school as Isamu did the same. He still has that stupid nonchalant look on his face… I realized that it was the same with me. My jet black hair was whipping in the air around me and I was running faster than 60 miles per hour but I wasn't feeling the least tired. Smirking to myself I thought, Maybe this is because of all that training I did. All that has paid off. My cape flew in the air behind me as I pushed myself faster. Finally, I jumped, flipped, and landed in front of the entrance to Shibusen. I had landed with one knee on the ground and made one heck of a dust cloud. Isamu screeched to a halt next to me and muttered, "Show off." I was about to make a smart-alecky reply when a bullet whizzed past my face. "Who the hell kicked up all this dirt in front of the entrance? This isn't symmetrical!" A boy's voice screamed from the dust. I grit my teeth and waited for a chance to attack.
Kid's POV
"Who the hell kicked up all this dust?" I shouted into the dust cloud, "This isn't symmetrical!" I thought that the perpetrator would've been gone by now but I saw a shadow in the large, asymmetrical mess. I turned Liz and Patty into gun mode beforehand so I immediantly shot a bullet in the shadow's direction. There was a blur of black and a boot collided with the side of my face, causing me to slam against a wall. I turned my head toward the direction of the attacker just as he threw a heavy punch to my face. I held a hand up to my face and felt something warm and sticky. Blood. And as I felt it with both hands, I realized the blood wasn't symmetrical. It. Wasn't. SYMMETRICAL. "You are DEAD now!" I screamed, raising my guns, "Death Cannon!" Liz and Patty morphed into a full-size weapon, a pitch black cannon. I aimed it at the shape in the dust and pulled the trigger.
Akane's POV
Boom! The cannon the boy was holding exploded its full impact on me. I flew backward, flipping and landing on my injured knees. Every part of me was bleeding. Isamu hurried over to where I ever so gracefully landed and placed his hand on my back. "Get up. You can do this." He said. I numbly nodded and stood up, wincing at my injuries. "Isamu." I said, without looking at him. I knew he was thinking the same thing. "Soul Resonance!" We shouted as one.
Maka's POV
"Hey," I said, "Is there a fight going on there?" Soul, leaned over to my side of the window and replied, "I think so. With Kid and this… new guy." Black*Star came over too so that there was hardly any room left. "Awesome!" he exclaimed, "Should I join in?" I used my signature Maka-chop on him. "No." I replied firmly, not allowing any room for argument. Soul muttered, "This looks interesting though…" He received the Maka-chop too. Tsubaki said quietly, "But maybe we should check on Kid? I mean, he's our friend so…" She ended her sentence thoughtfully. I put down my book and regretfully sighed, "Fine, we can go check on him." I muttered. Black*Star mumbled, "We ask you and you say no, she asks you and you say yes. Sexist pig." I picked up my book again threateningly. Black*Star laughed and declared, "You can't beat me! I surpass God!" Maka-chop.
Kid's POV
By now, the dust had cleared. I took a better look at my opponent. Wait, WHAT?! I rubbed my eyes and looked again. It wasn't a guy. All this time it was a girl. She had jet black hair in two pigtails. She wore a black bikini top and unbuttoned black shorts with black boots. Grudgingly, I admired her sense of style. Considering how I liked black as well, her outfit was stylish is my point of view. But her eyes… they were a mesmerizing cerulean but her right eye appeared to be submerged in blue fire. Ugh it wasn't symmetrical. Her blue eyes contrasted extremely with her pale skin. She was holding a cannon similar to mine but it seemed to contain more machinery and firepower. I heard a shout from behind me, "Kid!" It was Maka. In the split-second I turned around, the new girl made her move. She pounced on me with her cannon directed at me. At the last second, I grabbed her arm and judo-flipped her, causing her to slam her back on the ground. When she tried to get up, I pressed my shoe on her chest, preventing her. She stopped struggling immediantly and glared at me with her flaming eyes. Maka, Soul, Black*Star, and the others walked toward us. I morphed Liz and Patty back to their human forms. Maka leaned over the girl and asked her, "What your name?" To our shock, she nearly snorted, "You think I'd answer that?" Maka raised her book and we all winced. Since the girl was new, she had no idea what that gesture meant. Whack! We flinched as Maka's book hit the girl's head. "…Was that supposed to hurt?" she muttered, "Quite pathetic." Everyone gaped at the girl, all wondering the same thing, How could she not have been hurt?! Maka clenched her teeth and raised her chopping hand/book once more. Soul grabbed Maka's wrist, "Don't, Maka. I'll take care of this." Then, he crouched down so he could see eye to eye with the new girl. "Look here, newbie. Cool guys don't mess around. Now, what is your name?" he said menacingly. She just stared at him. Finally, she said in a nonchalant voice, "Get your face outta my sight, loser." A vein popped in Soul's temple, "Why you!" he yelled at her, readying for the strike. This time it was Maka's turn to hold back Soul, "Soul, calm down." She said, firmly grabbing his fists. I snickered, "Heh, heh." The girl under my foot turned her head toward her cannon. "Isamu," she said, "Turn back." Immediantly, her cannon morphed into a teen boy with blond hair which was clipped back with some bobby pins on one side. Just seeing him pissed me off, "You're not symmetrical…" I muttered. He wore the school's uniform, with a light brown vest and white long sleeve underneath. He had a blue hat on and he had pierced ears. He glared at me, if looks could kill, I'd be dead. "Get your dirty shoe off of her." He growled.
Isamu's POV
Was that guy retarded? I tried to keep my cool. I sincerely did. "Get your dirty shoe off of her." I growled, as menacingly as I could. I've been called "cute" or "adorable" a lot but right now, even I could feel the intense hatred being emitted from me. The boy with his foot on Akane attempted a weak sort of sneer "And what if I don't?" He inquired. "Then," I said smirking, "You die. Hyaahh!" I tackled him with all my weight. He toppled over and fell butt-first. "Ow…" He grumbled. I pointed my elbow at him and stabbed him in the gut. After he lost his breath, I grabbed his throat with both hands and was about to choke him but a voice behind me said "Isamu, stop."
Akane's POV
Wiping blood off my mouth, I said, "Isamu, stop." He wordlessly let go and headed over to me. He still had an angry expression on his face, but that was to be expected. After all, the boy in black had injured his meister. I walked past the boy still on the ground and headed toward the school. Someone grabbed my hand. I turned to face the girl with light brown pigtails. She was staring at me, like she was staring straight through my soul. She staggered backwards after a moment and the boy with white hair earlier caught her just in time and settled her to the ground. I gave her one last glare and turned around. "H-her soul…." Was the last thing I heard from the girl before entering Shibusen Academy.
I walked in a brief manner into Shibusen. One of the first things I saw was a mirror. Remembering what Shinigami-sama had told me about being able to use mirrors for contacting him, I decided to give it a try. "Uh… what was the number again?" Apparently, Isamu was giving me the silent treatment. "Sigh… Whatever then." I drew in what I thought was the correct number. Considering I never actually met Shinigami-sama, I don't have a clue what he looks like. Suddenly, a man with red hair appeared on the mirror.
Isamu's POV
"Hello? Who is this lady?" the red-headed man asked, smirking. I clenched my teeth and waited for Akane to disconnect. Instead, she answered, "Are you Shinigami-sama?" A flash of doubt crossed the man's face for a second. "I… Uh... Y-yes, I'm Shinigami-sama." The man said hesitantly. I didn't trust this man for a moment. "Okay, then," Akane said. Wait a sec, I thought, Don't tell me you're actually buying this?!
"Where do I have to go?" She said with a straight face. "Just come over to… um… I'll show you." Then, he grabbed her hand and pulled her straight through the mirror. "Akane!"
A/N This is my first Soul Eater fanfic so I'm sorry if I got any details wrong. You would've all recognized the red head by now, right? If you haven't, you'll find out in the next chapter. And, yes, in case you're wondering, I am using characters I know and like from animes. Please review and tell me what you think! Thanks, see you in the next update!
-Otaku