Title: Still searching
Author: Words Are Redemption
Disclaimer: I do not own Soul Eater, the OC is my own though.
Author's notes: My first fanfiction, please review and help me improve. Flames are accepted because even the occasional insult can be of some help.
Also if the text is presented like so – 'italics and apostrophes'- it means thoughts and whatever crosses the character's mind.
Also bold letters means shouting or emphasising an aggressive emotion.
Chapter 1 – Unaccounted variables
It was presumably around six o'clock judging by the appearance of the sun above death city; it looked as unique as always but was less bright than usual and looking quite dreary, it's eyelids were half closed and it's always smiling mouth was barely open – it knows it's shift is almost over and that it can finally sleep after such a long day.
Today was indeed long, the snake witch Medusa Gorgon was captured, imprisoned, smacked in the head by a large reaper hand, interrogated and gawked at by an overly excited father with daughter issues. The sly as always Medusa made a pact with the reaper; she would disclose the location of her sister Arachne and her organisation; Arachnophobia. And as a 'gesture of trust' Medusa also promised to deliver the tool known as 'BREW'- created by the legendary inventor Eibon- straight into the reapers abnormally large hands. And all Medusa asked for in return was amnesty in death city, meaning she would not be attacked or in any way opposed by the reaper, the death scythes and or the students at the death weapon meister academy. This offer proved too generous for even the reaper to refuse, but just like the snake she is- any deal made with medusa is never so straight and simple.
As soon as the whole ordeal was over, the reaper now in possession of 'BREW' honoured his part of the bargain and gave medusa complete protection from the DWMA. Medusa now inhabiting a child's body was smugly walking down the seemingly endless flight of huge stone stairs that led to and from the DWMA with a huge crowd gathered at the top of the stairs watching her take her leave not unlike a crowd of villagers watching a wounded monster slowly flee back into a forest; the foreboding symbolisation that the monster will bide it's time to heal and come back full force for revenge caused tension to hang in the air like a heavy drape over a window.
"Wait, so we can't attack her for like forever now, damn that witch got us good…" said a tall and slim girl with a cowgirl hat and dark blonde hair. She looked scornfully at Medusa, slightly tilting her hat at an angle so that it would block out the dazzling orange sunrays from her field of vision.
"Yeah I don't like it either Liz, but that was the agreement," replied a young boy with bleach white hair and razor sharp teeth, looking up at the girl.
"I say we wait until she turns the corner and then stab her in the back like how she's going to do to us sooner or later! Soul! You in or out?" shouted a short but muscular light blue haired boy wearing a sleeveless black garb while slowly cracking his knuckles. He directed his question at the white haired boy.
"Black Star! We can't do that!" exclaimed a young black haired girl in straw coloured ninja garbs, her voice taking a scolding tone but with her voice's trademark tremble and worry stricken voice it sounded like she was begging the light blue haired boy to not follow through with his words.
"Yeah, Tsubaki's right, we aren't like her and there's no way we should change that now," said a thin girl with dark blonde hair and big olive eyes in a confident but petite tone of voice.
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'Those fools, the smartest one in that group is the blue haired loudmouth', Medusa thought, chuckling inwardly. 'Quite ironic actually, this girl is smarter than him – she can actually count to eleven without bursting out with pride at completing the task.'
Medusa, so occupied with her accomplishment failed to recognise a figure in a black, hooded trench coat with both hands inside the pockets of his or her trousers walk straight up to her. Time seemed to stop for a few seconds just after Medusa noticed the figure.
"Hey there Medusa long time no see, so you did survive your fight with Stein – but at a price I see," said the figure in a dark manner-his voice clearly male- that made medusa display a visage of surprise and fear. "Oh my, look at your expression I've never seen this one before…is it because you're a kid now or is it…" The figure said 'it' with a low growl and grabbed Medusa's small arm and turned her around while bending over to face her until their foreheads touched. "…because I've come back from six feet under just to mutilate you with my bear hands…" the mans voice never exceeded the volume of a low growl but his words spoke volumes to Medusa, making her break out in cold sweat and tremble slightly.
The students and teachers of the DWMA were watching this scene unfold but couldn't hear what was being said. All they could see was medusa being stared into submission by a hooded figure. Then suddenly arrows burst forth from Medusa's child like back and surrounded the figure and then converged towards him, his head the focal of the arrows. The hooded man kicked Medusa's small body quite a large distance causing the arrow's focal point to shift slightly as she tried regain balance, the arrows missed his head by about seven centimetres.
"Huh? Didn't you take into account the weight of your new body before attacking me, or was it just a desperate way to delay the inevitable?" The man chuckled coldly to himself. 'Okay, according to her expression the latter is most likely the answer, if I attack with fast strokes and random stabs then I should be able to counter her likely erratic and panic struck attacks.'
Just like he thought Medusa's attacks were so erratic they were avoided and deflected easily and due to this she just panicked more and made her attacks even more uncoordinated, this effect stacked up and she was easily overwhelmed by the man's planned assault, getting taken down by a combo consisting of a horizontal slash from the man's dark red katana and then feigning a back step to lure medusa in; the man pushed forward with his foot and stabbed straight though the arrow medusa was sitting on, breaking it and causing Medusa to fall. As she hit the stone step hard, the man stepped on her torso – his foot almost taking up three quarters of Medusa's now child sized torso – he raised his katana high up in the sky making the dark red blade gleam like a ruby in the faded orange sun light.
"How ironic…what did you use to call me when you had me in that white cell?" The man said, pausing for a few seconds as he tried to recall what Medusa used to call him. "Oh yeah; you called me a variable didn't you? Just a little science project for you to observe and alter the way you see fit…well I got news for you… when you got rid of me, you played right into my hands and now I'm back."
The DWMA staff and students were looking on in awe; this guy just took down Medusa without even trying, albeit she was in a child's body which made the fight look somewhat easier.
"Dammit! Someone stop him! Nygus lets go!" A man with pale blue skin said, he held his hand open palmed in front of his face. Without a word a fit dark skinned woman with bandages covering most of her face shone a yellow light and moved towards his hand, when the light reached his hands it was a deadly looking albeit stereotypical military combat knife. "If that man kills Medusa than that kid's body that she's in will die as well!"
The man rushed down the steps towards the area where the hooded man had Medusa pinned down, the man adjusted his knife so that the blade was pointing to his forearm. "Hey! You! Stop it now!" He shouted at the hooded man.
The hooded man turned around, 'wait what? I'm doing them a favour by offing Medusa, damn these people…' the hooded man punted Medusa further down the stairs and turned towards the man charging at him. 'Hmm…he's holding his knife in reverse grip, okay…this style of combat relies on slashes and stabs and his reverse grip forces him to attack in only horizontal and diagonal slashes, if he attacks vertically he'll strain his wrists when I block his attack. Fine. I'll humour him.'
The man with the knife jumped and tried to attack the hooded man by stabbing downwards but the hooded man dodged and sheathed his sword back into it's scabbard. "Before we continue allow me to introduce myself, I'm Onyx. But you should know I don't want a fight if I can avoid one, just let me do what I want with Medusa," the hooded man known as Onyx held his hands up in a surrender gesture.
"I'm Sid or at least that's what I used to be called when I was alive and sorry but you I cannot let you kill Medusa, not until she's out of that body," replied the pale blue skinned man.
Onyx suddenly put his hands down and said in a cold and heartless voice "I'm not backing down so that's just too bad for you isn't it?"
In a flash Onyx ducked forward and struck Sid in his right rib, Sid rolled to his left and aimed a kick at Onyx's head – the kick was blocked and allowed Onyx to lift Sid by his ankle and shin and throw the unlucky man face first into the stone step that they were currently fighting on. Onyx was about to say something when Sid suddenly got up and briefly stood on his hands and then extended his arms opposite to the sky; causing Sid to launch into the air and made Onyx look up at him preparing to block an aerial attack. 'Wait… he's not holding his knife…CRAP!' Onyx noticed that two shadows were moving on the ground underneath him and looked down to see a bandaged woman rush at him, Onyx back stepped and blocked two incoming punches, a follow up roundhouse kick and a haymaker punch, courtesy of the bandaged woman. Onyx dashed forward and smacked the woman in her head with his elbow but she dodged his follow up straight punch by ducking downward just as Sid landed in front of her – in between the space made from the dodge – without saying a word, the woman turned back into a knife and into Sid's hand. Onyx sighed; he was hoping to play a while but knew that medusa would take this chance to escape and he couldn't let that happen, not after 5 years of preparing to kill her. Onyx took one step forward as Sid slashed- as predicted- horizontally; Onyx extended his left arm to block Sid's slash by placing his forearm in front of the Sid's forearm which caused him to abruptly stop which allowed Onyx to kicked Sid's stomach causing him to take 2 steps back, which Onyx took advantage of by moving Sid's knife hand out of the way with his left hand and struck his neck with the pinkie side of his right hand and then – while Sid was stunned- balled his right hand up in a fist and struck Sid's chest with a thunderous crack. Sid staggered around for a few seconds before falling backwards, out cold by the well aimed punch.
"He just took down Sid without taking a hit," a man with red hair said – disbelief clearly evident in his voice. He turned to the thin dark blonde girl. "Maka, honey, stay back and let your awesome father deal with this bad, bad man."
"Hmph. No way dad, that guy will make mincemeat out of you. We need to attack him together, Soul lets go!" Maka said with confident determination.
"You got it,"replied soul, taking Maka's gloved hand in his and turning into a long scythe that was taller than Maka herself but looked as light as a feather in the green eyed meister's grasp.
Black Star with two sickles joined by chains joined Maka, "Tsubaki's ready too, lets show this guy the power of Black Star!"
"Count me in too, Liz and Patty haven't really done much lately," said a neat looking boy with an asymmetrical white pattern on his jet black hair. The boy was wielding two identical pistols and holding them in a unique manner; both guns were upside down with the grip facing upwards and the boy had both pinkies on each trigger instead of his index fingers.
"Screw you Kid! I'm not fat!" screamed one of the pistols.
The other pistol simply giggled and said; "that's funny Liz, my beautiful big sis could never get fat she's to pretty hehe."
"Thanks Patty," replied Liz to the other pistol – her little sister Patty.
And with all three meister's and their weapons ready, they charged into combat against Sid's opponent.