Hi guys! I'd just like to notify you of the fact that his is my first fanfiction ever, so I would greatly enjoy it if any and all of you would rate and review it and give good constructive criticism on how to make my stories better or more interesting! Thank you and enjoy!
Chapter 1: An Iron Visage
The crowd was what bought Maka's attention that morning. It had been raining the past few nights, so the streets were wet and the sky gray. These days usually turned out to be perfectly boring afternoons. So what was a crowd of DWMA students doing, hanging around and muttering? Maka walked over to see what all of the commotion was about. It was well worth the look.
The students were crowding around what seemed at first to be a black bundle of cloth. Then Maka realized that it had a humanoid shape. Now that she looked at it more closely, she saw that it was boy, either unconscious or sleeping on the ground beneath the DWMA. The cloth was a black cloak that covered up most of his body. The boy did not look all that healthy, Maka thought. "Hey, can we get Nygus over here? I think this is serious!" Several of the students in the crowd went off to fulfill that task. Nygus soon arrived with the students and immediately picked up the boy. "What happened here?" Nygus demanded. Maka shook her head. Nygus sighed and ran into the school with the boy.
It was a normal day at the school, but Maka could not get the morning's incident out of her head. Who was the boy? And what was he doing just lying there? These questions bounced around Maka's head for the whole day, and her friends started to worry. "Are you feeling all right, Maka?" Soul asked her more than once. Maka replied each time with a nod and a smile. But the same mystery was pestering her brain, and would not stop. Finally, she decided to go and visit him in the infirmary.
He was lying awake on one of the beds, still in his cloak, though Maka could see the left side of his face all right. He had handsome features, with long black hair and bright green eyes. His skin was as pale as could be. He looked over Maka like she was some sort of science experiment. "What?" The boy demanded of Maka in a surprisingly deep voice, one that made it seem as if the boy was not sick at all, and in fact had so much stored power that every word seemed like it was exploding. Maka smiled at him. "I just came in to see how you were doing. You seemed very ill this morning. What's your name?" The boy rubbed his forehead. "Blithe. That's it." Maka stood straight with a smile on her face. "Pleased to meet you, Blithe. I'm Maka Albarn, but you'll call me Maka." The boy rolled his eyes. Maka frowned. "How did you get here? Why were you lying on the ground this morning?" Blithe shook his head. "Leave me be...Maka. I need sleep." Blithe closed his eyes.
The next day, Maka woke up in bright spirits. Blithe was on her mind again, but it didn't bother her in the least. She knew that he would get better and then she could pester him with questions all she wanted. After waking up the rest of the household, Maka, Soul, and Crona proceeded to the DWMA. It was a sunny day, a nice contrast to the recent weather. The three walked into Class Crescent Moon and sat down in their seats. Sid started the roll call. "Maka Albarn!" "Here," Maka stated. The roll call continued, until suddenly Sid got a confused look on his face. "Ahem, Blithe...?" Maka froze. Blithe is a student in the school? "Here," pointed out a deep voice from the doorway. Sid looked over the cloaked boy. "You are new, correct?" Blithe responded with a nod. "Have a seat anywhere you like. Class is about to begin." Blithe nodded again and sat down in the way back.
The class continued as normal, but Maka couldn't help but continually sneak peeks up the desks at Blithe. The same cloak was draped around the boy, still covering half his face. What a strange character. After class was over and Stein had dismissed the students, Maka silently tagged along with Blithe, in the hope he wouldn't notice. Tough luck. Blithe stopped in the middle of an empty hallway. "Why do you insist on following, interrogating, and generally pestering me? Do you not have something better to do?" Maka froze for the second time that day. Blithe turned around. "Stop bothering me." Maka returned, "Geez, I just want to get to know you. How else are we supposed to be friends?" Blithe chuckled a deep chuckle that seemed to Maka more scary than cheery. "Friends? I don't need friends. I already saw the downfalls of friendship once. It nearly cost me my life. If I show you why, will you leave me be?" Why not, Maka thought. "Sure. Show me." Blithe brought his hands up to where the cloak covered his head, and suddenly Maka saw what he must have been so silent, so non-conversational and holding back about. As he brought the cloak over his head down, she saw how pained he must be. For beneath the covering safety of a cloak, there lay a monster. Half of Blithe's face, without a nose, two vertical lines as a mouth grate, and a dark hole for an eye, was made of dark iron.
That concludes chapter one of my first ever fanfiction. Thank you for reading and I hope you stay with me on the next few chapters! R+R!