I've decided to make a Soul Eater story for the first time ever. I finished all of the release anime episodes and now I'm working on the manga, so forgive me for any manga plot errors, but I like going by the anime.

Anyway, I hope you like it. I'm going to write as best as I can. This is short, but the chapters will be long. Trust me :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Soul Eater, as much as I wish I did.

Prologue -

The sun began to set in Death City. The sky lit up in hues of orange and red at the wheezing sun fought sleep with the smiling moon slowly approaching him. Aurelia wondered if the sky looked like this everywhere in the world. She was sure of it, but it just seemed a lot more magical in Death City. There was a sort of air about this town that made everything feel that much more special. Living on the outskirts of town made her feel off from everything that revolved around the Death Weapon Miester Academy.

It stood tall in the center of the city and looked much grander than the buildings around it. The careful precision in the architecture made it look so offset from the similar rows of buildings built around it. The long set of steps seemed to go on forever as Aurelia's legs slowly grew tired from trekking upward. Resting a hand on her companion, Alexander, that stood beside her, she stopped for a moment.

"I can't believe I'm finally doing this." Aurelia mentioned under her breath, feeling her words disperse in the cool night air. She looked upwards at her tall and muscular weapon and gave him a slight sideways smile.

Alexander just looked back down at her and returned the smile, motioning his head up the stairs. "We should continue. I'm not sure when Lord Death will close his room to us." He placed a tanned hand through his spiked yellow blonde hair. Stretching his hand out to his miester, he felt her tiny pale hand inside of his. He squeezed tightly and they continued walking up to the building.

"I'm actually joining the academy." Aurelia sighed, thinking about all of the negative things that might come her way. What if the kids don't like her? What if she can't retain any of the information? What if Lord Death doesn't find her to be a worthy enough miester? So many 'what if's' crawled around in her head, she could hardly think straight upon entering the Death Room.

"Lord Death," she said, her voice coming out stronger than it seemed outside. She brushed a lock of her long strawberry blonde hair out of her face. "My name is Aurelia Oakley. I would like to join the DWMA."