Katsumi: Hey all you crazies! How's it going? WELCOME to the first ever chapter of Velvet Treasons! It's the sequel to Stringing Souls. In this sequel, three girls are called from the Swedish branch of the DWMA, REAP Academy, to fill in for three students that went mysteriously missing a year ago. The Kishin, Asura, has finally been defeated a month ago. But another danger lies in wait of not only the girls, but the world itself. And it's not madness. Here goes!
Chapter 1: Blue- Headed Freaks And Constant Fandom.
Saffronite
"This is all we get?" Larrissa moans. I grunt in response as I unpack my suitcase. We asked for a MANSION, but no. Instead we get this sucky apartment. At least it's better than getting kicked out and forced to be on the street. But we hear whispers at our door and giggles constantly, since the moment we walked in the apartment. Which was about five minutes already. Nola is sitting on my bed, eating a rainbow colored, giant lolly pop. Hence the nickname, "Lolly". Larrissa, or Riss, is moaning and groaning on how she doesn't have enough closet space, and that Headmaster Felix gave us better.
I finish unpacking, and stomp to Riss's room. I turn the knob and see her lying on the floor, saying that she can't unpack because she's too tired from the movie. I point to the front door, motioning that she should see who's there. She sighs and hangs her head low.
"Saffi, why can't you just go and answer it?" she asks. Saffi's the nickname that Lolly gave to me. I shrug my shoulders in response as Riss's red- headed figure trudges out of her room. She turns the doorknob. A small crowd of people enters my view. They all gasp as Riss glares at them all. Then, quite suddenly, a blue- headed someone bursts inward, making Riss stumble. The blue- haired fellow stands atop our coffè table.
"I! AM! THE GREAT BLACK*STAR! DEFEATER OF THE KISHIN ASURA!" he yells. I've heard about him. Yes. He did, as I recall, help defeat the Kishin. But it seems as if Black*Star is about to get a Black Eye. I take some steps toward him. He grins. "You think that you can defeat the great Black*Star, peasant?" he asks. I smile slyly. He lunges at me, ready to preform Soul Menace. I grab both of his hands and push his two pressure points at his elbow, and thrust him to the floor. He staggers up and plants his hands on my stomach. I don't move. He tries to use Soul Menace, but nothing happens. He gives me a confused and bitter look. I open the window closest to us while dragging him by his shirt. I place him in front of it, facing me. In one second, he is flying out of my window with two black eyes from my double sucker punch. Lolly is still in my room, but she is watching as Black*Star flies. She giggles.
"Wow! Look at him goooooooo!" she exclaims, wide blue eyes wide with excitement. I sigh. How could she be so stupid sometimes? She is more brilliant than Riss or me at schoolwork, though. And she is a fantastic Meister. She has long, golden hair that sweeps over her shoulders and a heart- shaped face, with blue- green eyes and clarabow- ish lips. Her usual wear is some navy blue knee- high socks and painted converse all- star's, a pleated white mini skirt, and a white cut- off tank top with a picture of some red cherries on the hip area.
Unlike her, I am the tallest of our partnership with dark brown, almost black, pigtails that end around my lower shoulder area. They are low pigtails, the kind where the hair tie starts at the bottom of your ear. I am five nine, lean and muscular. My features are sharp and angular, and I have one dark blue eye, and one emerald green one. I usually wear black jean shorts, and a black and white Led Zeppelin tight t- shirt. And I also wear black, shiny combat boots, size nine. I have huge freakin' feet.
And finally, Riss. Riss has fiery red hair that goes to her elbows, pulled back into a pony tail. She has brown eyes and a crooked grin that she usually wears everywhere she goes, like she's about to pull a prank or something. Riss is five foot seven. She wears a white tight long sleeved shirt and a grey zipper mustache jacket, AND blue skinny jeans. She has a duck tape bow tie and checkered suspenders. Now, we really should be off to school, so I tap Riss and Lolly and point toward the door. They nod, and we walk out. I notice that our fans are no longer here as I shut the door.
The DWMA is not like our private school, REAP Academy in Sweden. REAP stands for Rena Esther Amelia Pardona, for that was the person who founded it's initials (it's a coincidence that her name spelled out REAP). Yes, we did have fans at REAP, but not like this.
We have fans because we have been on the front page of Meister And Weapon magazine about fifty times. We were even in the centerfold once (we REALLY needed the money), but we are really known for being Sweden's sweethearts. Well, ass- kicking sweethearts, that is. We have collected fifty witches' souls by know, and one hundred sixty- five human kishin eggs. But we give those souls that we get to Headmaster Felix. Lolly has been awarded the title of a two- star Meister, but Riss and I do not want to be Death Scythes. We like being students, and we want to get a full education in school before becoming Death Scythes.
We walk into a man called Professor Stein's class for third period. He is supposed to teach us about Soul Studies, but instead, we start a dissection lab on a live baby Panda. Me being an animal rights activist get up violently from my seat, storm down to the poor thing's cage, and use a bobby pin that I keep with me to pick the lock. I gently pick up the panda and hold it like it is a human child. I turn around. Professor Stein is looming over me, a crooked grin plastered on his face. He starts twisting the screw in his head.
"If it isn't one of Sweden's sweethearts," he says, smoke on his breath. Lolly and Riss are sitting back and sighing. I huff in agreement to Professor Stein's last words. I sense some crackling energy behind his back, and leap over his head just in time to hear the Professor's hands clapping in an attempt to use Soul Menace on me. He whirls around to face me. "You're a tricky one, aren't you?" He jabs a punch at me, but I duck and step backwards, still holding the trembling Panda. He sends a flurry of Soul Menaces at me, but I dodge each one, stepping backwards on each one. I am backed against the door. He sends one final Soul Menace which destroys the door completely. I rush out to the girl's bathroom, and set the Panda on a toilet seat. Seconds later, Stein comes barging in. I grab the Panda.
"Give it here, Saffronite Shankerman." I reluctantly hand the poor thing over. I trudge behind Stein back to class, and he sets the Panda down on the dissection table. He chains it down and pulls out his scalpel. I suppress a grin as I head back up to my seat and sit down. He rips the thing open like it's toilet paper. Which, it is. An explosion of stink erupts into Professor Stein's face, and streamers, and toilet paper. He is frozen, but then he gives a laugh.
"Impressive, Saffronite Shankerman. Thank you for the comic relief!" Riss, Lolly and I both Brofist eachother in celebration. This might be fun after all.
Katsumi: Ya like? Thanks for all of your support, peeps! It keeps me going. And I will be able to update more often now that my novel is FINALLY complete! You guys are the best! Remember to R&R! And remember, this is a cooperative fanfic, so some chapters might be late. My friend Asa Nakamura and my other friend Memory Rise are my two partners in crime. Thanks! Katsumi, out!