Weapons Revolution

Chapter One: I'm Dagger, the new girl. So fuck off!

~Dagger's POV~

A new academy, newly found abilities but the same old 'new girl feeling'. Shit. I hate this. No, I fucking hate this. Why did this happen to me? I didn't ask for this. In fact, I never wanted this. All because of my abilities, I'm in this shit hole. I should explain, I'm a weapon a demon dagger to be exact. That's right. I have the ability to transform my body in an object of destruction. I've been told I can be destructive, but this was a new low. Apparently some people can do the same as me and there are some people, called miesters, who then wield us weapons and use us to fight monster and witches. And this new academy is supposed to teach me how to use my abilities, same goes for the miesters. To be honest I don't want to fight, just how to control these damn powers of mine. But I guess I could learn to fight. It might actually benefit me. Though I really don't want to be face to face with some hideously deformed creature that's probably three stories high. Or do I? It could be fun, plus I'm sure I'll get out of class if a monster rampages though the streets and kills on sight.

I'm now standing in the court yard of possibly the fucking biggest damn build I've ever laid my eyes on. And the strangest looking one too. I mean the entire front of the building was a fucking skull. Well, talk about sadist. I love it. I'm totally into creepy stuff like this. I might actually like this place. I decided to look, taking in the scenery around me. Let's see, there sure a lot of kids here. And what's with the attire here? I mean, most of the students are dressed like me. I was wearing a black dress with white bat designs all over it, shredded tights, black leather knee high boots with straps, a spike cocker, my glasses, black lacey fingerless gloves that went up to my elbows and my signature spiky devil horn clips on top my head. I'm Nu Goth so I actually like to dress like this but I don't act like a Goth. I don't know if these guys are depressed mother fuckers or are like me. Though I'm pretty sure some are.

I had enough of looking outside, time to go inside. I barely past the threshold when a blur of spiky blue and white crashed into my chest, knocking me down. The one of many down side of having a large chest like mine, they're very sensitive.

"Fuck that hurt!" I exclaimed, clenching my possibly bruised breast.

"Blackstar you fuck head! Look at what you done!" a deep male voice yelled.

"What are you talking about? You pushed me!" a higher male voice yelled back.

"What?" the deep voice asked," No I didn't"

"Yes you did"

I got off my back and got in a sitting position to find to boys in front of me bickering whose fault it was. Both of these guys had a weird choice of fashion. The one with the higher voice had spiky blue hair and dressed like a ninja or some assassin, he looks like he's about thirteen. The other guy, he looked like my age, sixteen, now he had white hair spikier than the blue headed kid, he had red eyes and fucking shark teeth! Is this guy an albino? Hmm, he's actually kind of hot. What? Can you really blame me; I have the brain of a teenage girl. The two continuing their yelling until the blue haired kid threw a bunch into the other guy's face. It looked like it hurt but this guy just stood up and looked down at the kid. Shit! If looked could kill this kid wouldn't just be dead, he would be mauled into tiny pieces! Then the albino raised his arm and in a flash of light, it transformed into a fucking blade! He's a weapon, just like me!

He raised his blade ready to strike, but the kid was too fast. One minute he was on the ground sitting and the next, he was behind the albino back to back, grabbing the blade. The kid then pulled the guy and tossed the guy basically across the entire courtyard! Holy shit! If a kid his size can throw someone the size of the other guy, what else can this kid do?! I looked over the albino. He was bruised all over his face and was groaning in pain. And he had the most murderous look towards the blue hair kid. The albino launched himself towards the kid and the kid just stood there, ready to counter the blow. Since I've haven't seen this kid transform yet, I'm guessing he's just a meister. I'm sure he's a really strong too but still, he's just a kid! I had to do something. I quickly stood and position myself between the two teens, transforming both of my arms into my blade. And I pointed them at the boys' face right before either could react! They stood gaping at me in complete shock and confusion.

"What the fuck is wrong with you two?!" I yelled at the idiots, "Who gives a fuck about who's at fault here! You both rammed those rocks you call heads in my fucking chest! And neither of you checked to see if I was ok! Stop this right fucking now!"

The albino's arm had returned to normal and stood relaxed as if nothing had happen but kept his eyes locked to mine. I looked away and brought my attention to the blue hair kid. He looked pissed! He pushed my blade to the side.

"Who the fuck do you think you are?" asked.

"Blackstar!" the albino yelled in protest.

I lowered my arms and transformed them back to normal.

"Hey! If I hadn't stepped in one of you would have slaughtered the other!" I replied, annoyed by his attitude.

"No we wouldn't!" Blackstar said, I'm just assuming since what the albino addressed him with.

"I was actually considering slicing your head off but, that would have been so not cool." The albino exclaimed.

I'm liking this guy more and more.

"What the fuck Soul?" Blackstar yelled.

Soul just stood there and smirked at Blackstar. Soul huh? It suites him.

Soul brought his attention back to me, "I'm sorry for what happen, are you alright?"

"Yeah I am now." I answered, "That's for finally asking."

That was a lie; my breast actually hurts like fuck.

"I'm Soul by the w….."

"And I'm Blackstar! Here's my autograph! Trust me you're gonna want to hold on to it when I become the guy who surpasses God!" Blackstar interrupted and help a large parchment with his signature written on it.

He sure did have a really cool way of writing his name. But this kid's too big for his damn head. I transformed my arm and slice and diced the hell out the paper. Soon enough a tiny pile of shredded paper met the ground before our feet. Soul was laughing his ass off. I turned my back to them and returned to my original plan of exploring my new school grounds.

"Hey! You the fuck do you think you are?" this is the second time he had asked.

With my back still facing them I answered with, "I'm Dagger, the new girl. Fuck off!"

Author's note

So that's the first chapter! Please tell me what you think. I would like to continue this story but I want to know what you guys think so please, review! I'll definitely be updating again this week.

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