(A/N)This is my first fanfic so please be gentle and feel free to offer constructive criticism.
Disclaimer: I don't own Soul eater.
A Sound Soul Lies within A Sound Mind and A sound Body.
A chilly breeze swept through the deserted streets of Liverpool. The moon grinned in sinister delight, drooling gentle trickles of blood. The whole town slept. No one knowing of the fiery eyes staring maliciously into his captured prey's, licking his lips in a twisted sense of pleasure as tears poured from her eyes in absolute terror, the gag muffling her attempted shouts into barely audible squeaks.
He was going to take his time with her.
"Don't cry, my dear."He said, pulling a clawed hand out from beneath his cloak, raising her head to forcefully meet his gaze."The fun has yet to start."
The dark, dank, windowless cellar beneath the abandoned apartment complex he called home was the perfect location to have his fun. He drooled, craving her soul all the more.
Patience. He told himself. Savor every moment.
"Now let us begin."He sang merrily raising his clawed hand for the first of many cuts.
"I don't think so."A threateningly deep voice said, coming from behind him.
"Ah!"He yelped, hiding behind his would be victim, turning to see the intruder who had so easily succeeded in infiltrating his sanctuary. The intimidating voice had come not from a man as he had expected but from a young teenage boy draped in a long black coat, brandishing a sword and shield at his sides.
"Spring Heeled Jack."The boy said, sending chills up Jack's spine."You have violated Death's law and devoured the soul of an innocent. For this crime there is only one sentence."He finished pointing his sword at Jack."Death."
The boy stood there, waiting patiently for Jack to make his move. Sweat dripped down Jack's fore head as he contemplated his next move.
Acting quickly he launched his captive at the boy and leapt through the exit out of the cellar into the street. If he was going to fight he'd do it on the streets where he could jump.
Damn. The boy thought. Throwing his weapons down he caught her and started undoing her binds. He wouldn't hear the end of this if spring heeled jack escaped. As soon as she was untied he ran to the exit where Jack was waiting for him, claws spread wide, his eyes burning bright. Upon seeing his attacker he didn't hesitate to send a cascade of blue and white flames in his directions.
Using some quick foot work the boy danced around the fire and thrust his sword to stab the devil like creature only to hit empty air as the springs of his adversary's boots propelled him skyward.
"Lance look out!"His sword warned. Turning around Lance raised his shield to black the incoming spout of fire. Lance backed away as Jack came closer, striking at him with his claws. Exchanging numerous blows Lance finally bashed his shield into Jack's chest, knocking him on his backside. Seizing his chance Lance quickly jumped on top of him and impaled through his neck, effectively ending the legend that was Spring Heeled Jack.
Lance lightly tossed his weapons behind him as they glowed blue before landing as people, a teenage girl and young boy. Looming over the evaporating body as it was soon replaced with a single red orb, floating in midair. The only remains of the would be kishen.
"That makes one hundred and seventy-four."Lance said, pulling off his hood to ruffle his untidy black hair."Who gets this one?"
"Mark got the last one so it's only fair if I get this one."The girl with blood red hair said.
"But if it wasn't for me Lance would've been cooked alive."Her little brother whined.
"Yeah well who was the one who actually finished the freak off?"She argued, giving her brother the death glare.
"She has a point Mark. Besides you did get the last one."Lance pointed out, cleaning his glasses."Now hurry up Veronica your dinners getting cold."
She grinned in delight as she took hold of the kishen egg, opened her mouth wide and swallowed it whole. Giving a satisfied "ah" as her brother pouted.
"Come on."Lance said."Let's go inform Lord Death of our progress."
They walked to the nearest window they could find. Breathing hot steam onto the window Lance neatly inscribed the numbers 42-42-564 as the glass began to shimmer and glow.
"Greetings Lord Death."Lance said, addressing the grim reaper himself."Meister Lance Rodriguez reporting for duty sir."
"Oh hello Lance."The reaper said in his flamboyant voice."How goes it in Liverpool?"
"The mission was successful and Spring Heeled Jack has met justice sir."
"Good good."The death god said as he rocked back and forth.
"Lord Death. If you don't mind me asking I would like to know how the repairs on Death City are coming."
"Well its back in Nevada."He chuckled."But there's still work to be done, which reminds me I have something to tell you all."
"What?"Veronica asked suspiciously.
"Well you're all wanted back in Death City."He answered.
At the news both Veronica and Mark gasped. Only Lance kept his composure."What for sir?"He asked. He hadn't been to Death City in over two years when he and few other students selected to be part of an experiment to see if students could learn more if they spent all their time in the field, travelling from city to city getting as many kishen eggs as they could find. So why come back now?
"The experiment is over Lance. All of you are going to come back to attend at the DWMA like normal students."Lord Death explained.
"Cool! Will I get to see it transform into a robot?"Mark exclaimed, his blue eyes gleaming.
"Ha ha I'm afraid not kiddo, but if you're lucky you might see me use my world famous reaper chop on someone."Lord Death boasted.
"Whoa that is so awesome."Mark beamed in awe.
"Lord Death."Lance interrupted."When are we expected to be there?"
"By next week when classes resume."He answered matter-of-factly."Though you may want to familiarize yourself with the school's layout first. I'm sure Kidd would be happy to give you a tour."
"Kidd."Lance said, remembering his childhood friend."How's he doing? I heard he was injured by the kishen Asura."
"Kidd's fine. We reapers heal fast you know."
"Is he still obsessed with symmetry sir?"
"Afraid so."He sighed.
"Good. It'd be weird if he wasn't."Lance smirked."We will prepare to depart immediately sir."
"See you then."The not so grim reaper finished, waving goofily as the transmission faded.
"Lord Death sure is cool."Mark said as they made their way back to the hotel to pack for tomorrow's departure.
"Oi Lance who's KIdd?"Veronica asked.
"Lord Death's son."He answered with a yawn.
Both brother and sister where taken aback by this. Lord Death has a son. She thought. Confused as to how the big handed skeleton man could possibly produce an offspring.
"And how did you know him?"She inquired, casting her meister a sly glance.
"My father was a death scythe. And sometimes we visited their mansion in Death City." He replied nonchalantly."So we had to hang out a few times, he's a cool dude though….well most of the time."
"Wow Lord Death's mansion."Mark breathed in awe.
"Come on let's get to the hotel."Lance stated bluntly."Let's hurry up before we catch a cold."
Once they had everything they owned in three duffel bags they were ready to leave. Lord Death had already set up their flight by the time they woke up. Lance was going back to Death City, a place he would have rather forgotten, but he had to do what he had to do. He looked to his weapon partners, at the tough red haired girl in her leather jacket, camouflage cargo pants, and combat boots, to her little brother with his cartoony Lord Death T-shirt and khaki shorts.
They had met a few months after the experimental program had started when he was still searching for a weapon partner. Veronica had seemed to fit his needs but she came with a price. Her little brother would also have to be partnered with him. Lance grudgingly accepted, finding it surprisingly to link souls with the two. He had trained himself to fight with each one separately, together or without them if necessary.
The DWMA would be a whole new environment from their road lifestyle. As the plane began its ascent the meister wondered where they might live, if Lord Death would have a place for them or if they'd stay in the school.
Oh well. He thought. I guess we'll find out when we get there.
The next stop was Death City.
This chapter is actually a rewrite so don't be confused if the next few chapters seem a little lackluster in comparison, I'll be rewriting them in the near future as well.
Until then read, review and whatever you crazy kids do these days.