"A Forgotten Past Now Recovered - A Parody of Wandering Soul"
Disclaimer: 1000Anime. And Autobot Guardian Do Not Own Soul Eater! Atsushi Okubo Does! We only own Lorranna, Poppy, the other OCs, and the story. The songs used also belong to their rightful owners. All other characters belong solely to Okubo-Sama.
This story is purely a Parody of our first story, Wandering Soul.
(For those of you wondering, 1000Anime is going to be posting Wandering Soul to her own account, and has already posted a few chapters on Wattpad. Again, this is a collaboration, and those who know me well know that I often do different versions of the same story. Please enjoy!)
Chapter 1 : What Am I Forgetting?
Death City. Location of the DWMA (Death Weapon Meister Academy), and home to Lord Death himself. It is also a place where Meisters and their Weapon partners come to learn how to defeat evil, such as the Kishins, who are corrupt souls.
At the Academy, as a class was in session, the students were itching to get out because of the teacher's chosen lesson. Another dissection lab.
"And that's it," the grey-haired professor said, sitting back from the dissected frog and turning the giant screw he had sticking through his skull. "Class is dismissed…"
No sooner than those words came out of his mouth did most of the class disappear, although a few students hung back. Their instructor had seemed more distant than usual this time, and they were a little worried.
"Professor?" a brunette girl with large green eyes asked, attracting their scarred Professor's attention.
"Yes, Maka? What is it?"
"Are you feeling ok? You seemed a little… distracted," Maka asked, feeling a little silly when he looked at her with that expressionless gaze he nearly always had. Then, to her surprise, he sighed.
"I guess it was only a matter of time before anyone noticed…" he said softly, causing the other students who had stayed to look at him oddly. Then, he looked back at Maka. "I've been having a little more trouble sleeping than usual, that's all."
"Why aren't you able to sleep?" a blue-haired boy asked, and the professor turned the screw in his head a few times before he answered.
"Honestly, I'm not sure," he said, before adding, "but I keep feelinging like I've forgotten something important… I just can't figure out what it is…"
The students looked at each other in confusion. They wanted to point out that maybe the screw was in the way, but none of them could really bring themselves to say it. Then, finally, a taller girl with long, black hair spoke up softly.
"Professor, maybe we can help you?" she asked, and he looked at her in surprise. "Maybe we just need to find something that will remind you of whatever you've forgotten…"
"Studies have shown that a physical object or a specific sound can remind someone…" the scientist mused as he nodded, turning the screw back and forth a few more times. It seemed like a nervous habit of his. Or maybe he was trying to shake some hidden memory loose with it. Who knows with this guy…
"Maybe you just need to go around town; it could be a certain place that you've not been to in a while," a gold-eyed boy with three white stripes in the left side of his black hair said, adding, "Besides, it will probably be good for you to get out for a little bit."
"Professor Stein," Maka said, and they all looked at her, "Could we go out in town with you over the weekend? After all, we don't have anything to do, and tomorrow is Saturday."
"Thank you, Maka," Stein said, smiling a little, "I probably do need to get out more…"
