Chapter 1: Meetings
"Hello, hello! Welcome to Shibusen!" Shinigami, Lord Death himself, welcomed the new students. "I hope you learn a great deal and, remember, enjoy your stay!" He bobbed several times before handing the floor over to a teacher.
He nodded to the eccentric headmaster before introducing himself and launching directly into an explanation of school rules and student responsibilities, classic school stuff. "Thank you, Shinigami-Sama. Now, I am Izumu Garrot, Teacher of…"
Sarah promptly zoned him out, she had read and reread the school rules so many times she nearly had them memorized. Right now she was too busy admiring the school to pay any attention. She had made it, she was actually here! The legendary school Shibusen, The Death Weapon Meister Academy, vanguard of peace and bane of evil. The only thing standing between peace and absolute chaos, and she had been accepted! She felt giddy for a moment before finally paying attention to the teacher again
"Now if you could please assemble into two groups, Meisters over here and Weapons over there." The students quickly made their way, Sarah among them. Professor Garrot waited patiently for the few stragglers to take their places before continuing. "The relationship between Weapon and Meister is the single most important factor in battle. If you can't trust each other with your very lives, there is absolutely no way that you can win. Choosing a compatible partner is important, of course, but it means nothing without trust. So, I know this may seem childish, but we're going to run a few trust exercises" He held up his hands to quell the groans "Just so you start to get a feel for any potential partners. Remember, you don't have to choose today, it's more important that you get to know each other a bit."
Sarah sighed, it figured. Truth be told, all she felt like doing was picking her partner, Right Now! But she put up with it, going through all the exercises, keeping an eye out for potential partners. The exercises ended an eternity later, and still no prospects. 'What a waste of time.' She thought, annoyed. All she had gotten for her troubles was a pervert, a dozen jerks hitting on her, and a bruise on her right arm when one of them caught her wrong.
The teachers released them and they moved on to freely interacting with each other. This was the true opportunity to find a partner. Several pairs walked off to try swinging their weapon, having already chosen a partner. 'Idiots' she thought, knowing that they hadn't even synchronized their soul wavelengths, and, sure enough, most of them got shocked when they tried to hold them. 'Not as many as I thought' she was surprised and four pairs swung their weapons and walked off, satisfied.
"Don't worry about them, they've been training with each other for weeks synching up." An older girl told her. Sarah glanced at the badge. "Meister" 'Damn, no luck.'
"Wait, I thought we were the newest group?" She asked
"Well you are, but there are a few of us who still don't have partners, so here we are, testing for new blood." The girl smiled "I'm Mina Harker"
"Sarah Silverstein" She introduced herself
"Charmed, now let's get moving or we'll miss out."
"Yeah"
She found several Weapons that she got along with, but each already had a group of Meisters surrounding them. 'Totally not worth it.'
One girl who was desperate for a Meister seemed like a good fit, but neither girl could hold the black haired girl while in her whip form. She immediately fell to her knees, crying and begging them to try again, but the electric shock was too great.
Others formed Cliques almost immediately, leaving "the loners and the roving jerks" according to Mina. "The Loners are alright, but shy. The Roving Jerks are…well, jerks."
Boy did she have that right. Honestly, why did all the Weapons who were interested in her act like she didn't have a brain? She was looking for a partner, not a boyfriend
"Holy…" Mina tapped Sarah on the shoulder "Would you look at him?" A Platinum-blond behemoth was making his way through the crowd. He was almost six feet tall and thickly built, despite being their age. His badge read "Weapon". "Now what kind of weapon would he be?" Mina mused
It became apparent that a group of Jerks were harassing him, trying to get him to be their partner. He remained silent, but kept moving, trying to ignore them, but to no avail. As soon as one got bored another would start in on him.
After a moment it became obvious that the Weapon was moving towards another group of Weapons picking on a nerdy kid. He kept walking until he entered the group, standing between them and the kid. All of them stopped talking immediately.
Silence reigned for a long moment before one of the group spoke. "What do you want?"
The giant finally spoke; surprisingly quiet "Just… stop."
They took a step back "We weren't doing anything, just playing, sorry." They started to disperse as one added "gigantor"
He winced, quickly moving away, but the group noticed his reaction, following him at a distance throwing insults. "Behemoth," "Fattie," "Troll." At each insult he lowered his head, as if trying to hide behind his broad shoulders.
"Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo." A boy wearing a yellow bandana and a patched army jacket walked up to him, addressing the gang. "Now, there's no need for that, right buddy?" He put his arm on the larger boys shoulder, stopping him next to Sarah and Mina.
"We're not bothering him, right gigantor?" they snickered
"Bull!" The kid challenged "And if I were you, I'd cut it out." He leaned forward "You're pissing him off"
"And we're supposed to be afraid of him?"
"No, no, no. You're supposed to be afraid of us." He glanced over at the two girls, "Isn't that that right, ladies?"
Mina nodded, playing along with his bluff "That's right; they're a full-fledged Weapon and Meister pair."
"So just do yourself a favor and back off." Sarah added.
The jerk snickered again "Yeah right, I bet you can't even-"
"Oh really? In that case, you ready, partner?" He smiled dangerously
He grunted an affirmative and began to glow, transforming.
"My name is Art Tannin, and this is my partner" he said as he caught the newly formed shield, striking an impressive pose. The shield was a perfect Celtic knot, as tall and wide as Art's arm
'There's no way! Without any preparation they're completely synchronized?' Sarah thought, stunned.
Within the next second, small arcs of lightning ran up Art's arm as the pair found a balance in their power
"Now, see? Which one of you punks want to be first?" Art announced, eyes twitching dangerously
"No! Sorry!" The punks quickly dispersed
Art chuckled as they ran "Yo, they're gone, come back."
The shield changed back, and the tall boy stood for a moment before turning to Art "…Thanks"
"No problem, but…" Art began to sway "I'm feeling dizzy"
He leaned towards the Shield, who caught him easily.
"You all right?" Mina asked
"Yeah, thanks for backing me up, I'm Art"
"Mina"
"Sarah" They introduced themselves before hearing a low voice
"…Celt" They all looked up at him, surprised for a moment
"Well, nice to meet you. But, how did you know that would work?" Mina asked
Art shrugged "Didn't. Never know 'till you try. That's just how I roll." He looked up, "Celt, huh? Nice to meet'cha."
Celt nodded and gave a single grunt
"Well, looks like you both found your partner" Sarah commented "not us though…"
"Don't worry; we'll get another chance next week." Mina reassured her "Anyways, you two better get a teacher to confirm your partnership and arrange your housing."
"Yeh. Seeya around!" Art walked off
Celt bowed elegantly to each of them before following after.
"Well, looks like this is winding down, care to go to lunch?" Mina asked
"Lead the way, I'm starving"
Mina led Sarah to the Cafeteria, where they promptly got some food and found a place to sit. Looking around, Sarah spotted the whip girl from earlier sitting in the opposite corner, a purple aura of depression surrounding her. Sarah was about to tap Mina when a hand grabbed her shoulder
"Yo! How'zit going?" Art took a seat followed by Celt, who grunted a greeting.
"Well," Mina started before taking another bite and eating, "quite obviously, we're hungry."
"Cool, cool. I was just catching up with my man Celt here, when we spotted ya and decided to come on over."
"Catching up?" Sarah asked, more likely it was Art doing all the talking
"Yeah, you know, becoming all aquaintenized"
Celt said nothing, just continued to eat his chicken tenders. Silence took over the table as everyone followed his example
"Wow that is one depressing chick" Art commented as the whip girls aura continued to spread and she broke into tears on her tray "I can like, feel it from here"
"That's… a pretty extreme reaction for just the first day. Anyone know how long she's been here?" Sarah asked
"Hmm?" Mina turned to see who they were talking about. "Oh, that's Kaitlyn, she's been here…" Mina weighed the time in her head "As long as I have."
"Longer…" Kaitlyn sobbed into her food
"Damn, she has good hearing!" Art responded, "I wonder if she's like, a microphone or something."
"No, she's a whip, trust me we know." Sarah informed him as Kaitlyn gave a wail, French fries falling from her face as she lifted her head.
"A whip? Kinky, I like it." Art smiled
"Pervert," Mina called him between bites. "But I wouldn't try it, she's more than likely to shock you into the next dimension" Kailyn gave another, louder, wail. "She's always had difficulty finding someone to synch with. I've had troubles finding a partner too, but at the very least I've found several Weapons to synch with, it's just someone always got to them first."
"Ugh, now I'm almost too depressed to eat." Art groaned before quickly finishing his tray. "Well, I'm about off so- Celt? Celt? Where'dja go?" Art looked around in a panic.
Celt had quietly made his way to Kaitlyn, who was now crying into his arms, sobs rapidly decreasing in both volume and frequency.
"Not only is he awesome, he's Ninja! That makes him even more awesomer! Awesomest! However the frell you say that! I've got the coolest weapon ev-ar!" Art gave a loud whoop
"Class soon…" Celt told both him and Kaitlyn, who sat up and rubbed her cheeks furiously to dry them
"Coo'! Laterz!" Art dumped his tray and went off, Celt following soon after with a bow.
"We should probably head off to class soon, too." Mina said as she read her watch "Which class are you in?"
"Setting Sun" Sarah told her
"Alright, I'll meet you there after class, ok?" Mina asked as they put away their trays
"Oh! Sure." Sarah agreed
The next week passed by quickly, and they were back to partner-hunting. This time the teachers had them play a few short games of soccer for "team-building" purposes. This time wasn't as bad, and Sarah even had fun beating the snot out of the other teams. Still no luck finding a partner, but Mina found a few prospects and it was amusing watching Kaitlyn as she nearly broke the dress code, thrusting herself into a male Meister's arms, proclaiming: "Take me! I'm yours!" Then falling to the ground as he dropped her and passed out from the monster nosebleed he had just acquired.
"You know," Mina said to Sarah as the Meister was carried away on a stretcher, "I didn't think it was possible for someone to lose that much blood, that fast… Without severing a major artery, of course."
"Pity though, he ruined her dress. I mean, that blood will never come out." Sarah mused as Kaitlyn bawled in disappointment
"Though, it was kind of cute." Mina admitted with a small smile
"Damn it! I thought I had him for sure!" Kaitlyn cried out loudly, getting others in the immediate area to stare… even more.
"Yep, she's going to make a great stalker one day." Sarah concluded
"I think she's already there." Mina corrected, shaking her head in dismay as Kaitlyn clung to another to yet another unfortunate Meister. "Anyway," She shook her attention away from Kaitlyn's next big scene, "Back to work. Plenty of choices to work from, assuming they aren't all taken by next week"
Which of course was all too likely, Sarah knew.
And she was right. The group looked to be about a quarter of its original size. Professor Garrot, the Teacher in charge, had abandoned games and exercises today, focusing instead on personal interaction. "All right, I think you've all had enough games and such, so, today is devoted completely to getting to know each other. Talk, practice, whatever. You can even spar if you need to, but Only if you get my ok first. I'll be walking between you, mediating and overall meddling wherever I feel like, so I shouldn't be too hard to find. Again, there's No pressure to find a partner today," He seemed to be speaking directly at Kaitlyn, who was back in regulation school garb. "So don't start freaking out on me, we still have one more session after this one, and you're all stuck in the same school anyway, so you'll find each other. But, if you're still having troubles, find me." This time he was definitely talking to Kaitlyn, who shuffled her feet. "My room is Lone Comet, and I'll have an updated list of who's got a partner, and who still doesn't. If none of them work out, there's always next year, and partnerships don't always take, so I'll make sure you're notified if someone become available." The students stood there for a moment, silently waiting. He raised his hands, indicating his next word "Mingle!" He sounded slightly bemused that the students hadn't gotten it right away.
"Small crowd" Sarah observed
"Sorry, got to quickly find who's left. So, meet you up later?" Mina asked
"Yeah, go!" Sarah nodded and Mina hurried off.
None of the potentials she had found were there, so she tried a few at random, getting several minor shocks. Bored, she amused herself by watching Kaitlyn, careful to keep far enough away that she didn't become the next "viclyn" (Victim of Kaitlyn).
Soon, others were actively trying to evade Kaitlyn, but there was no escape from the desperate Weapon.
One of the smaller Meisters must have flown twenty feet through the air. They hit the ground, and dusted them self off before shrugging and walking away, unharmed.
Mina eventually returned, a short boy with green hair and glasses in tow.
"Well Sarah, I think I found one. This is Larsen"
"Hello" Sarah offered her hand to shake his. 'Oh, so cute! He's like a younger brother…or maybe a teddy bear, I just want to squeeze him!'
Larsen took the hand and kissed it, then started speaking incredibly fast. "Hello,I'm-Larsen-Pleasure-To-Meet-You-How-Do-You-Do?" He never once took a breath, and forgot to let go of Sarah's hand, shaking it the entire time.
"Larsen, you're rambling again." Mina warned him, stifling a giggle
"Sorry,My-Sincerest-Apologies,Forgive-Me." He let go of her hand, folding his together as he gave an apologetic bow.
"That's ok" Sarah told him. "So what is your Weapon form?"
"Oh! Let-Me-Show-You!" He turned to Mina "Are you ready?"
She nodded and he transformed into…
"A Wrench?" Sarah asked
"Not just a Wrench." Mina corrected as Larsen transformed into a Screwdriver, then a Nail Gun, a Pipe, and, finally, a Blow Torch. "But that's not the best part. Larsen's most important ability is this…" She lifted her school jacket, revealing a very complex-looking piece of armor underneath. "Regardless of what his weapon form is, Larsen protects me with his Tech armor."
"That's…" Sarah thought for a moment, before coming up with the appropriate adjective. "Actually sort of cool"
"Yes. I may lack offensive ability, but support is my true specialty anyway." Mina said
"Yes,And-I'm-Excellent-For-"
"Larsen! Now, slow down." Mina chastised
"Yeah. I'm her perfect tool." Larsen finished, calmly
Sarah hugged Mina "Good for you!"
"Thank you" Mina hugged her back
Larsen stared for a moment before speaking. "No-Hug-For-Me?" The pouting chibi was irrisistable…
They looked at each other before screaming as one: "Aww! Cute!" They both hugged him at the same time.
"Ok, time to go get registered." Mina announced
They found Professor Garrot easily, Kaitlyn attached to his arm. "Professor, I need help! No-one will be my partner!" She whined
"I know, I know." He pat her on the back comfortingly
"Be Mine?" She gazed up at him, tears in her eyes
Garrot sighed, gazing skyward
"Umm? Professor?" Mina was hesitant to interrupt.
Larsen, however had no such qualms "Professor,We-Want-To-Be-Partners,So-Let's-Complete-Whatever-Test-You-Want-And-Update-The-School-Records-Now-Please?"
"No! One last chance, Mina! Please?" Kaitlyn screeched as she clung to Mina's leg
She backed off as a jet of flame burst between Kaitlyn and Mina "No you may not, Mine." Larsen staked his claim, accentuating his point by turning his arm into a blowtorch.
"That's enough of that." Garrot calmly pulled the pair of weapons apart "After all, no one asked me for a sparring match."
"May-We-Have-A-Sparring-Match-If-She-Doesn't-Back-Off-Teacher,Please?"
"Now, I don't think that's necessary" Mina stated. "I've already chosen my partner"
"Understood, just show me that you're compatible and I'll give you the registration form." Garrot nodded, as Kaitlyn wailed
They showed him and filled out the forms, handing them back to Professor Garrot before heading to the cafeteria.
A permanent gloom now consumed the corner, regardless of whether Kaitlyn was sitting there or not. Celt had become her personal security blanket, always sitting there and eating his lunch, left arm often taken over by Kaitlyn. Art had taken to flitting between the two tables, often starting with Sarah's group before finishing his lunch and moving to sit across from Celt in silence, occupying himself with drawing patterns in the purple aura.
When Sarah had asked why, he simply shrugged. "Just givin' my man some back up, you know?"
"But you don't say or do anything." She replied
Art had merely shrugged again, giving her a knowing smile
Today, Art stuck around longer, messing around with Larsen. It had started when Art heard how fast Larsen spoke and just escalated from there. First Art had tested Larsen's reflexes, throwing three French fries in an arc. Larsen caught all three and responded, tossing four orange slices. Art caught them and immediately challenged Larsen to an eating contest.
Five trays later they were slowing down but still going at it, matching each other tray for tray. Both finished and Art flopped back, "Ok, that's it, I'm broke."
"I win by default" The smaller boy replied, raising his hands in victory before collapsing onto the bench.
"Hey, hey, hey! No, no, no! Just cuz you got money an I don't, don't mean you win." Art objected
"You only win if you eat another tray" Mina stated cruelly, eliciting groans from both boys.
"No!" They both called in unison from their respective places on the bench
"Now that was just mean" Sarah spoke into the back of her hand, hiding what she was saying from the two competitors
"I know." Mina smiled, "That's what they get for being morons"
Art stood, stretching before moving to the other table, plopping onto the table. "Yo, I-" He stopped, glancing at Kaitlyn. "Hey, you're not crying!" He scanned her for movement. "You're movin' so I know you're not dead." He looked over at Celt before asking quietly "She sleepin'?"
Celt nodded, noting the time before reluctantly shaking Kaitlyn gently
"Just five more minutes…" She muttered
Sarah watched thinking about her own troubles finding a partner
Mina seemed to read her thoughts "Don't worry. You'll find someone… even if I have to kill their partner."
"I'll-Get-The-Murder-Plans-Started-Right-Away." Larsen sat up, revitalized "Now, Where-Best-To-Bury-A-Body?"
It was impossible to take such dark plans seriously coming from cute little Larsen. Sarah hugged him "Thank you for the thought. Hopefully it'll never come to that, right?"
Larsen smiled, remaining cute and silent
The next week came and Sarah felt empty without Mina there, backing her up. There were only a few weapons left so Sarah tried a few, not finding any that would fit. She began to start to understand how Kaitlyn felt. Speaking of Kaitlyn, where was she? She hadn't made any obvious scenes today, but she should still be there.
Looking around Sarah quickly found her, sitting as a small puddle on the ground. Sarah was considering trying again when another weapon walked up and extended his hand.
'Yes!' Sarah hadn't tried him yet but as she approached Kaitlyn perked up, whatever he had said had obviously made her day. 'Wait, he's not going to try, is he?' Kaitlyn transformed and the boy grabbed hold, lightning arcing furiously up his arm. But something was different; he seemed to be channeling the energy to the ground, not getting hurt at all. He concentrated and the lightning began to die down, becoming mere sparks of static on his sleeve.
"Not perfect, but it'll do." He smiled, cracking the black whip
"SQUEEE!" Kaitlyn screamed for joy as she transformed back, still holding his hand.
Sarah fell to her knees; another Weapon had succeeded where so many Meisters had failed. 'Wait a minute!' She realized, 'That leaves even less Weapons available to me!'
"ARG!" She growled, now on the hunt, finding any remaining Weapon and trying them all multiple times. But it was no use, none could synch with her, or could synch with someone else better. Finally, almost everyone seemed to be paired, even Kaitlyn with the Weapon, who refused to partner with anyone else, despite Professor Garrot's refusal to confirm their partnership.
After all her hard work the bubble finally seemed to dawn on her:
She had no partner
Her mind was still processing the thought when Professor Garrot addressed her. "Well, any luck? Miss…?"
"Silverstein," she replied automatically before reeling in her mind. "Sarah Silverstein, and no, I couldn't find anyone."
"Understood, I'll put you on the list. I don't want to get your hopes up just yet…"
Sarah could hear the unspoken "But…?" she provided
"There may be an opening, but need we to speak with Shinigami-Sama before working it out." Garrot finished. "I have absolutely no idea what's going to happen, so I wouldn't bank on it if I were you." He didn't bother to tell her not to worry, knowing that it would be rude of him to do so, and wouldn't stop her anyway.
"Alright, thank you." She gave a half bow before going to lunch, joining with the rest.
"Hey! What's going on? Where's Kaitlyn?" Art demanded of no-one, mostly on Celt's behalf, who had stopped in the doorway, mostly blocking it. Celt was eventually coaxed forward by Sarah answering, "She found a partner."
Celt nodded and gave a true smile. "Good." He stated simply as Sarah half filled her tray, not feeling particularly hungry, but determined to eat nonetheless.
Mina glanced at Sarah's tray and deduced what happened. "No luck?" Sarah shook her head. "Oh. I'm sorry. But don't worry, the same thing happened to me and I got a partner."
Larsen cuddled up to Sarah in an attempt to make her feel better. She squeezed him out of habit, still feeling depressed.
"Alright! It's decided!" Mina declared, standing. "I'll meet you immediately after class; I want to show you something!"
"Yo? What it be?" Art asked, curious
"Sarah only" Mina stated before walking off.
"Why'dya gotta be like that?" Art feigned being hurt then continued, "Alright, have fun with the girly thangs." He gave a two-fingered Boy Scout style salute and went off, Celt soon following with a bow and a "Farewell."
Sarah soon followed, wondering what Mina could possibly have in store for her.
"Ta-Da!" Mina announced, throwing out her arms. "The Girls' Bath. There's nothing better for helping you relax. Please note the high walls and steep, almost unscalable cliff, all designed to thwart any would-be perverts, allowing you to relax in safety." She stood with sparkles in her eyes, grabbing Sarah's hand and pulling her forward, "Come on!"
"Umm… I not entirely comfortable-" Sarah started
"Come on-nn!" Mina held the n for a moment, "It's fine, no boy can get up here, and if they do there are enough Weapons here to kill them over and over again."
"Well, it's just… I've never been to one of these before." Sarah confessed, blushing slightly.
"Is that all? Oh don't worry; it'll be great, you'll see." They entered and prepared to change.
Sarah stepped inside before changing, wanting to see the inside before "going all the way". There were at least a dozen girls, including Sarah's homeroom teacher, Morgana La Fay. Mina was quickly undressed and walked into the bath, before scoffing at Sarah, chastising her. "Oh, really? It won't be that bad, go in and change, right now!" She commanded, pushing Sarah with a single hand.
Sarah felt an odd pulse as she prepared to go back, and she stopped for a moment, turning. She looked around, trying to find its source.
"What? What is it?" Mina asked, concerned by Sarah's odd behavior
Sarah said nothing, still searching. Catching a sparkle at the top of her vision, she glanced up, spotting a very fast moving… something.
"Look! What is that?" A girl pointed up, a split second before the object hit the ground in the center area of the bath. Fortunately, no one was in the area, the girl closest screamed, running away.
"Get back! Back!" Morgana's protective instincts took over, as she pushed the girls back with her metal staff-like arms.
The dust settled, and the object became visible. "Oh my God!" Sarah exclaimed as she rushed forward, much to Morgana's dismay.
"Young lady!" Morgana barked as she shepherded the girls inside. "I said back!"
"But he might be hurt!" She argued, rushing to the boy's side. He was laying face up in a self-made crater, two streams of blood trickling down either side of his face. Sarah promptly examined him, checking for breath and a pulse. He wasn't breathing, but before she could lay a finger on him to check for a pulse he jerked, gasping for air. Sarah recoiled in response before carefully grasping his hand. He grabbed a hold in response, gently holding on. His eyes fluttered before blinking several times, eyes unfocused. He blinked slowly, eyes gradually regaining focus. His brown eyes finally focused on Sarah, resting on her face.
Morgana rushed in, wearing a purple robe. "All right Miss Silverstein, what have you uncovered?" Her tone revealed her irritation with Sarah ignoring her.
Before she could answer, the boy spoke. "Wh-where am I? Who are you?" he grabbed Sarah's hand with both hands, curling up to hide behind her.
Morgana provided the reply, tone less sharp than before. "Where: Girls' Bath. Who, is what we should be asking you. Now how did you get here?"
"I-I don't know…" he stammered
"I'm pretty sure he fell" Sarah provided. Several girls, Mina at the forefront, were peering out, watching the scene unfold
"Oh really? I had no idea!" Morgana loomed over the pair, face rather pink. "What I don't know, little miss smarty, is how he got here! Did he build himself a catapult and throw himself into the girl's bath or did someone else throw him?" Her tone got gradually louder, not at all happy that her time to de-stress was disrupted.
Now dressed, a few of the more curious of the girls came closer, trying to get a view of the intruder.
"I-I don't know!" He repeated, much more panicked
The girls closed in as Morgana's voice shrilled "How Can You Not Know!"
He reached a full panic "I Don't Know!" He cried, transforming to protect himself. He was still gripping Sarah, attaching to her arms as he became a pair of blades.
All of them were shocked, but none more so than Sarah. As the group took a step back, Sarah stood, admiring the Weapons. There were no arcs of electricity, no discomfort at all as they synchronized.
"You. With me. Now!" Morgana ordered Sarah
Author's Notes: Yay! My first upload to ! It's my first Soul Eater FanFic, my first ever published FanFic, so please don't hurt me if it's horrible. If I've made a terrible mistake (especially in regards to the SE universe) I'm sure you'll tell me (Be Nice). I haven't completely decided whether I'm basing this off the Anime or the Manga, But I like the Idea of Kishin eggs, so that's staying regardless. So, I hope you enjoyed, and remember it's my first time, so please be gentle. ^_^