Soul X Reader: Chapter One
The New Girl
You sigh as the rain pours. Outside your window, thunder booms and lightning flashes. This is how your life is. An orphan, abandoned at a young age, you have spent most of your life alone.
Today is your birthday. You are fifteen, and tomorrow you will be kicked out of the orphanage to get a job and a life for yourself.
You glance at the clock. It's 7:10. You were born at 7:11, one of the luckiest times possible. In one minute, you will be fifteen. The clock struck, and you made your wish.
"I wish I could be loved by someone who truly cares, no matter where I go!" you whisper to yourself.
Far away, in Death City, a witch hears your plea. She smiles serenely, knowing what she had to do. She looks at your soul through her mirror and sees that you only have one match. His white hair sticks out piercingly.
She closes her eyes, and grants your wish.
A bright light fills your room, and a huge booming noise vibrates through the walls. Your head feels as if it might explode.
When everything stops spinning, you are sprawled in an alley. Looking around, you try to recognize your surroundings. Not realizing where you are, you stand on wobbly legs. You walk in a random direction, hoping to find your bearings.
You see a sign. Death City? Where is that? Not knowing anything about the city, you keep walking.
It's pitch black, the sun having set a long time ago. You get your light from the strategically placed light posts along the streets.
Just as you turn a corner, a huge black object knocks you to the ground. A shocked scream escapes your lips, and you fall to the ground. You crash against a crate, scraping your left arm. The thing before you is howling in delight.
You scream again, and the monster stops. It turns and faces behind it, where two people stand. A girl with sandy hair and a boy with white hair stand there, watching the beast. A flash of light, and the boy is gone. A scythe is now in the girl's hands.
They fight briefly, with the girl blocking every move the monster makes. She attacks finally, and the beast is gone. A small red bubble is left. The scythe is gone and the boy is back. He eats the small bubble, and sighs happily.
You raise an eyebrow but say nothing.
"Hey there," the girl says, kneeling down to where you have propped yourself up into a sitting position. "What's your name?"
"M-my name is _," you say.
"I'm Maka," she smiles.
"And I'm Soul," the boy says, smirking.
Soul helps you up. The second he grabs your hand, a shock goes through your body. He must have felt it too, for he looks shocked for a second. He shakes it off and finishes helping you up. You realize he is taller than you. You come up his nose.
"So what are you doing out here so late?" Maka asks.
"I...got lost," you say. It's partially true.
"Do you have somewhere we can take you?" Soul offers. In the corner of your eye you see Maka raise an eyebrow at him.
"N-no..." you admit.
Maka and Soul share a look and nod at the same time.
"We'll take you to someone who might be able to help you," Maka says, leading you away from the alley.
After ten minutes of silent walking, you stop at a huge castle-like building. You marvel at the Neo-Gothic style, admiring the beauty of it.
"What is this place?" you ask.
"It's our school, the DWMA," Maka answers.
You walk through the hallways of the huge school, and stop at a place labelled simply the "Death Room".
The three of you walk under a long row of guillotines, and stop a large platform. A big black shadow-like figure stands alone, watching something in a mirror.
It turns, and you see a face hidden by a mask in the shape of a cartoon skull.
"What's up, what's up, Maka and Soul?" it asks in a high-pitched voice.
"Hi, Lord Death," Maka smiles. "This is _, she was attacked by a Kishin."
He looks at you, and you shiver involuntarily.
"Maka and Soul, please leave the room," he orders in a serious voice.
Soul's eyes widen and he looks at you with a questioning expression, but leaves anyways. Maka follows.
"You aren't from here," Lord Death says as soon as they leave.
"No, I'm not," you say gratefully. "Where am I?"
"You are in Death City. Did you do anything magical to get here?" he asks.
"I...made a wish. There was this big booming noise and a flash of light. I was in an alley, and then got attacked by a-a Ki-ki...whatever that thing was."
"Kishin. It's when a human soul goes bad. The DWMA stands for Death Weapon Meister Academy, which is filled with students who swear to protect the world from Kishins."
You tell him everything, from how you were abandoned at a young age to present. He nods, never interrupting.
"It sounds like a witch granted your wish," he says after you've finished.
"Witches aren't real," you say disbelievingly.
"Yes, they are. At least here in Death City," he says mysteriously.
"Am I here forever?" you ask.
"Maybe. The witch can answer that. For the time being, I want you to attend the DWMA. Your soul says you are a human, but I can make you a weapon. Any weapon of your choice," Lord Death offers.
"Assassin knives," you say after thinking for a second.
"So be it," he says. A flash of light, and your left hand is in the shape of a knife.
"You don't have a meister, so you will have to only use your arm. I'm sure that we will find you a meister before too long though," Lord Death smiles.
For the next half an hour, he explains everything about your arm, how to use it, fight with it, and so on. After he makes sure you know how to use it, he nods.
"L-lord Death?" you ask. "Where will I stay?"
"You can stay with Soul and Maka," he answers.
Something inside of you is jumping with joy with the thought if staying with Soul.
"Oh, and _?"
"Yes?"
"Don't tell anyone else about your predicament," he warns you. "and expect your witch to contact you."
"What?" You ask, confused.
"Bye, bye!" his high-pitched voice practically throws you out of the room, where Soul and Maka are waiting for you.
"I assume you are staying with us?" Maka smiles as you exit the Death Room.
"I guess," you answer, smiling back.
You follow them outside again to go home. You turn one last time to look at the school. You've never been to school before; you wonder what it'll be like. The moon is smiling, and you have an urge to smile back.
You notice you've stopped. Soul and Maka are already a few yards away. Soul turns and sees you looking at the school. Smiling, he calls out to you.
"Hey, _. You coming?"
You turn and smile. You run to catch up with them. You feel a weird feeling inside...what is it?
You ponder this for the rest of the walk home. As you reach their apartment, you realize what it is and why you've never felt this way before.
"Welcome home," Soul and Maka say together.
It's the feeling of having someone care about you.