Vila- Hello! First off this isn't my story it's my best friend/ sisters, Illia Life my opposite. Technically she's not really my sister but in our jacked up little world we are. She is completely different then me happy, bubbly, a weapon (in my world I'm the meister.) so ya….
Kid - She looks nice…
Vila- -_-
Blackstar- She's pretty!
Vila & Kid- Reaper CHOP!
Kid- Vila nor Illia own Soul Eater….
Soul- COOL!
Everyone- O.O SOUL?

Chapter 1- The Beginning

"Eight thousand eight hundred and eighty seven… Eight thousand eight hundred and eighty eight!"

Mika Mori stood triumphantly at the top of the Death Weapon Meister Academy's forever long stair case. She had finally reached the top of that damned stair case, and she was cover in sweat to prove it and she was positive her hair was up at odd angles as well. Mika was going to Death Weapon and Meister Academy. Nervously, she brushed down the front of her DWMA uniform, and straighten her skirt. Then she took a deep breath, and strolled into the depths of the weirdly perfect, symmetrical school.

Mika was bubbling with nerves. She had no idea what to expect in Death City, or the Academy but, when she entered a gasp escaped her lips. The enormous halls were filled with kids her age to kids that looked about 18. In the distance someone was obnoxiously yelling.

"I am your god!" She just raised an eyebrow, no comment, she thought to herself.

She bit her lip nervously, and tugged at the end of her short dark braids. Supposedly, she was a weapon yet she did not see how. She could barely see herself as one and did not even know what weapon she might be or look like.
Stumbling stupidly around the school, she followed the 'freshman this way' signs even though they pointed in the right direction, she had no idea where she was going. Her black boots clanking on the tile floor. She took a few wrong turns and ran into a handsome tall darkly dress guy a few years older than she. He turned around rubbing his head. Mika was pretty sure she looked like a mouse that had ran into a hungry cat. The guy looked her in the eye with his strong golden ones that made her melt on sight.

"Sorry!" She apologized.

"It's fine." He nodded straightening out his sleeve his eye twitching as he straightened out his other sleeve.

"Uhh…"

"I haven't seen you before? Are you new?" He asked smoothly crossing his arms. Mika clenched her fists and replied in the same smooth tone.

"As a matter of fact, I am. Would you mind showing me the way to the first freshman class?" She asked feeling lost but the guy smiled and nodded his head, his dark hair bobbing in his gold eyes. In his otherwise black hair were three alabaster white stripes on the left side of his hair.

"This way then." he instructed pointing to the door behind him. Mika felt her face go red. The she muttered while hanging her head, "Really?"

The boy smiled, "Yes really."

"Well, thanks?"

"It was nothing." and with that he walked away. She stood there and watched him leave. She wonder who he was, she was about to call after him but he turned a corner and disappeared.

The only things she heard about the school was that they train weapons and meisters to collect evil souls before they became kishin. Before she was sent the pamphlet explaining this she had no idea that Death City even existed. She turned her attention back to the door which had an obvious sign hanging on it with said, 'Welcome freshmen!'. Wow, she thought to herself, how could I have missed this? She took a deep breath. This was it. This was where her other class mates would be. This was where she was going to find her partner for life. She put her hand on the door and opened it.

Illia Life- Hey guys! I'm kinda new to this whole amazing world of fan fiction. Anyway, I like my alternate self Vila am obsessed with soul eater, drawing, and writing. Vila mentioned I'm the weapon, So I'll tell u what I am. I'm a two handed claymore, I am pretty symmetrical because of Vila's OCD, and in about four feet long. Please let me know what you think! Or I will eat to your soul.
Vila- Umm… Illia…. You know I'm the reaper out of us two right? Im death your life.. You cant really take someone's soul… Plus thats kinda creepy… especially for you….
Kid- *nods in agreement* That job is for reapers…
Illia- -_-