I do not own Soul Eater or any other anime referred to in this fanfiction.

The sun was setting over the quieting streets of Death City, and the laughing crescent moon began to climb to the sky. The hallways of the Death Weapon Meister Academy were unusually quiet. At this time of day, most of the staff would have gone home, but students in detention and a teacher or so would have remained. However, it felt like the entire school had been emptied for this particular night. An ominous presence dwelt between the walls.

"You wanted to see me?"

The voice echoed through the hallways, originating from the Death Room. It was Death the Kid, talking to his father, Lord Death himself. Lord Death, Professor Franken Stein, Kid and his weapons, and Death Scythe were all gathered in the school, and, at the time, it felt as if they were the only beings there.

"Kid, Liz, Patti," Lord Death greeted exuberantly. "I'm glad you could all come."

"What's going on?" Liz asked. "No one else is here."

"We had the school evacuated," the Grim Reaper explained nonchalantly. "We wouldn't want anybody to get hurt…."

"Hurt by what?" Kid pressed, narrowing his eyes.

Lord Death hesitated, making Kid even more suspicious. Stein was the one to explain.

"The worst mistake the DWMA has ever made was an experiment called the Diclonius."

"An experiment?"

"Not entirely my fault," Stein said, turning the screw in his head. "Well… sort of."

"A few years ago," Lord Death said quietly. "I thought if I could make an unassailable creature without a soul, then there would be no problems with loyalties and such. It was a complicated idea, but anyway, the creation of the creature was a success, however…."

"Did it become a Keshen?" Liz asked.

"No, actually, since it had no soul, it couldn't become a corrupted being such as the Keshen," Death Scythe pitched in. "But without emotion, it had no thoughts of what was right or wrong. It killed innocent people for seemingly no reason." He paused, biting his lip.

"It will be awakening from its thirteen-year slumber soon," Lord Death told them. "We have to fight it until Stein can put it to sleep once more."

"Why can't you just kill it now? I'm sure with Maka and the others…."

"Absolutely not," Lord Death growled. Kid was startled. Lord Death's aggression melted away as soon as it came. "It was created to be invincible; I don't want any students getting torn apart like insects. The Diclonius is trapped in a dark cell deep within the DWMA. The rest of the staff is already down there, waiting for it."

Meanwhile, deep within the DWMA, there was a room dimly lit by electric lights across a patch of floor that surrounded a humanoid being wrapped in a straightjacket. The Diclonius was bound and suspended in the air with many leather straps; a helmet of metal covered its head so it couldn't see. Two Meisters and their Weapon partners surrounded it, tensed for battle and breathing heavily in anxiety. The weapon began to stir. It turned blindly to the first one, who mysteriously ripped into several pieces.

"NO!" the other Meister cried, slashing his sword at the Diclonius in panic.

The leather bindings on the weapon dropped, and the Diclonius floated gently to its feet on the floor. With hardly any effort at all, the Diclonius mysteriously killed the other Meister in a similar fashion. Blood and organs sprayed in a small explosion from the sight, faintly staining the Diclonius's white clothing. It didn't seem to care. It continued walking out of the high-security doors without a glance at the bloodshed.

Kid was waiting outside of the last metal door. He could hear intense screaming and the squeal of bending metal on the other side. He gripped the handles of his two weapons; he was ready to face whatever this thing was. The metal door creaked open, revealing a scrawny figure in a torn, floor-length straightjacket. Kid immediately opened fire at the weapon. The pathetic-looking Diclonius somehow deflected all of his compressed soul wavelengths as if there were an invisible shield in front of it.

"What is this, exactly?" Kid thought. "Some kind of strong telepathic power? Let's see… Dad told me not to get within two meters of her, so it could be short-range."

"Kid, are you even seeing this?!" Liz demanded.

"It's not working," Patti added.

"I know, I don't have much to go on," Kid argued. "Just focus; don't let her gain any ground before my father gets here."

The shield seemed to falter as one of Kid's wavelengths made contact with the Diclonius's arm. He grinned defiantly and aimed at her neck next. The Diclonius twitched, lowering its head slightly. The soul wavelength deflected the helmet, sending it flying backwards to reveal a sheath of pink hair and two spiraling black goat horns sticking out of its head. It was then that Kid realized that they were fighting a girl. She had a soft face and brown eyes.

Once the Diclonius saw whom she was fighting, her face contorted into a mask of what can only be described as fear and guilt. For some reason, she no longer wanted to fight Death the Kid; she fell to her knees and put her arms over her head in defeat.

Something about her made Kid smile. Maybe it was her symmetry; each horn spiraled the exact same length and shape. He lowered his weapons in obvious surrender. Liz and Patti gasped as their Meister set them on the ground at his feet before walking calmly over to the Diclonius.

"Kid, what are you DOING?!" Liz cried.

"Don't, it's dangerous!" Patti screamed.

Kid continued towards the girl, kneeling beside her. He put one hand on her back, and she opened her eyes.

"Hey," he murmured. "Come on; I'll make sure you're taken care of."

Soul Eater

"You want to keep her?!" Lord Death asked, shaken.

"Yes," Kid said. "I'm thinking that if I can reform her, she can be taught right from wrong."

"You think she can develop a soul of her own, do you?"

"She had fear on her face," Kid said. "She is capable of emotion, I just know it. I can help her."

"You never realize how dangerous these things are," Lord Death muttered with a sigh. "Do you remember when you made your skateboard out of shards of Beelzebub?"

"A little," Kid replied. "What about it?"

"I insisted against it for fear that you might get hurt, but in the end, my say on the matter was ignored. You were fine, of course, but…."

"I know you're concerned about my safety, but I intend to go through with my plan," Kid said. "I'll be fine."

"Kid, making a skateboard is one thing, but do you even know where to begin this time?"

"Actually… no," Kid admitted. "Now that I think about it, I don't know anything about how to do this. Is there anything else important you want to tell me about her?"

"She has four invisible arms that can reach two meters each. I want you to be careful, son. Even as a Grim Reaper, your body is a twig compared to the power of those vectors."

"Vectors," Kid thought. "No wonder."

"Well, I'll be going now," Kid said, turning his back and walking out of the room. Lord Death gazed after him.

"Maybe he doesn't remember," he thought. "Oh well."

That is the end of chapter one! Yay! I got the ideas for the Diclonius from Elfen Lied, and I'm sure there will be many references to it later. I won't be able to upload very frequently because I'm going to my grandma's, and the internet situations vary. I will try to upload diligently nonetheless.