Soul Eater X
M: I'm dying inside….. Funny….. It's not as painful as I imagined, it just makes me feel sad, and like I was never here. Is it true? Does no one care about me? If were to really die now, would anyone care? Or would life go on?
V: Well ask yourself… do you expect their lives to stop just because you ended yours
M: I guess not
V: Then why do you want them to? Why are you so desperate for everyone's approval that you'd be someone you're not?
M: Because if I don't then what's the point in going on? If no one cares about me then what's the point in making my presence known?
V: That's something you'll have to ask yourself
M: Okay… to live
V: What do you mean?
M: That's the point in going on… it's to live and laugh and love and enjoy life… because it was given to you
V: Than do it….. Live and help others to do the same
M: It's not that easy…. Is it?
V: That depends, if you plan on working hard then it will be easy but if you do nothing then it will be very hard
M: What do you mean?
V: I mean that it is very hard to finish a race that you never started
M: I see. So if I was going to help people where would I start?
V: You'd have to leave this place first
M: And how exactly do I do that?
V: You tell me
M: Okay… I open my eyes….. That's how I leave
V: …
M: Hello? Am I right? Is that how I leave?
V: Try it and see
"Whoa," I said awkwardly as my eyes opened. "Do you plan on getting up in this century, or do I have to go to class without my partner?" Kota asked sarcastically peeking through the crack in my door. "And what was with all of that whispering you were doing? You kept sounding like you were talking to yourself." he said as he slid his hoodie on. "Was I really whispering?" I asked trying to recall what I had dreamed about. "Yep I didn't notice until I turned off the stove."
"You made breakfast, anything for me?" He didn't answer and walked out the door "I'll take that as a no." He's an ass, I always make breakfast for him, but I should probably hurry up before he leaves me here again. I hopped up ripping my clothes off and digging in my drawer for new ones. Crashing through the door hopping on one shoe as I put the other one on I shouted, "Hey wait up!"
I'm Lewis by the way, I'm a meister at the DWMA (Death Weapon Meister Academy). I haven't been going here long this is my fourth week and the one I'm running down the hall trying to catch is my partner Kota A.K.A. jerk who didn't make me breakfast. But don't let the act fool you he's a really sweet guy. But anyway we're going to our first class which is "Introduction to Combat." Sounds cool right…. Wrong they make you run around and beat other kids up with your bare hands. I don't really like to fight but I'm really good at it even though I'm…..… me. The reason I say that is because I'm not the type who looks like he's cut out for fighting. Oh yeah you don't know what I look like! Okay so I'm about 5 foot 11 with dark brown eyes and dark brown hair that almost looks totally black. Kota it about 5 foot nine (YAY I'M TALLER) with silver eyes and short blonde hair that's usually messy (it wouldn't be if he combed it like I tell him to). We're both pretty strong but I don't like exercise and somehow we stay muscular even though he just lies around all day.
I finally caught up with him at the classroom door. "I knew that would wake you up." He said with a little grin on his face. He's usually the non-talkative mysterious type but I bring out the best in him.
I was about to say something when our instructor Mr. Payne (That name suits him) beat me to it, "Okay ya rookies we have a special act for ya today so pay attention! These two seniors are gonna show you how it's done, take it away you two."
A boy and a girl walked into the room, the boy seemed liked he didn't want to be here and the girl seemed the exact opposite along with being very open and friendly. We both knew exactly who they were, Soul (Eater) Evans and Maka Albarn. The only reason we knew that is because Soul is Kota's older brother and me and Maka know each other because her dad hit on my mother when I first got here.
Soul and Kota looked at each other blankly then glared after a few seconds.
Maka took a breath and projected to our class, "Hi, I'm Maka Albarn. As you all know, a weapon and its meister must work in unison to defeated demons or corrupted souls. My partner Soul Eater and I are here to demonstrate, Ready soul?" She whispered to him. He nodded and flew up into her hands in a streak of light and become a demon scythe.
She flashed across the room at top speed and slashed 15 of the training dummies. As they fell she said, "You'll have to learn that partners match their wavelengths in combat in order to move, think, and fight as a whole." After a series of spins and moves she landed and smiled at me, "If you master this then you'll be a strong team." Soul's voice added, "Like us."
Kota scoffed at that remark, so I elbowed him.
Soul's face reflected on the surface of the scythe and shouted angrily "You got something to say Evans!" I started to apologize for him but Kota cut me off "Yeah I do! You talk about how you two are such a strong team when me and my partner are just as good, if not better!" Kota and Soul were always like this but I never asked why.
Soul seemed to get angrier, "Fine then, why don't you come over here and prove it."
"We will! Lewis, are you ready?"
"Kota" I whined "Why are you acting like this?" He and soul have gone at it before, but never like this. I had the sudden urged to smack him on the back of the head and tell him to apologize, but the look in his eyes wasn't normal, and I knew that if the tables were turned he'd agree without hesitation. His voice snapped me back to reality "Trust me…..please."
I nodded, we held hands and I pulled his armed to my chest as he burst into stardust and took form in my palms. White light intertwined and made the staff while a silver blaze inflated to create an orb with a small crown on top as two streaks black dust spiraled down the staff's body to make chains.
Maka and I nodded to one another accepting the challenge and charged with our weapons in hand.