Prologue

Blood. Crimson red blood. That was all he could see. Blood. His partner's blood. The terrified young meister watched helplessly as his weapon's blood tainted the ground, the trees and everything that was in the murderer's path. The weapon's body, now a disfigured bloody mess, was tossed vigorously to the ground as the murderer grew satisfied with his kill. A single blue soul rising up from what was used to be the weapon's chest was quickly snatched by the murderer's claw-like hands. The meister's eyes widened in fear as he witnessed not only his weapon's death, but he witnessed his partner's very soul get crushed by the claw-like hands. He wanted to scream. Scream for his friend's death, scream for help, scream for what was about to become of him. His mind told him to run but something caught his throat. It was the bloody claws of the murderer. His feet were lifted off the ground and blood trickled down from his neck, where the bloody claws latched itself from him. The terrified meister's eyes came face to face with hooded murderer, with deadly yellow eyes.

"What's the matter? Can't breathe?" his voice sounded as if a million other voices were combined to make a deep growl. The young meister's eyes slowly made their way looking upwards as he slowly lost oxygen to breathe. The murderer grew bored as his prey was slowly dying.

"Tch... Stupid Shibusen dog. You could just die slowly right next to your pathetic weapon," He spat as he clawed his left eye and tossed the meister next to what once was his weapon, who was now all covered in blood and guts from all of the open wounds he received. The attacker took one last look at the two and gave a sadistic smirk. "You Shibusen dogs will all get the same fate like you two," He said as if there were other people besides the two fallen Shibusen students and himself, "No matter what it takes, I will make it happen..."He disappeared through the darkness as the laughing moon dripped blood from its mouth and illuminated the empty, bloody forest near Death City.


"Mason! Ethan!" The blue skinned zombie called as he and his troop searched the forest near the outskirts of Death City. Sid and Nygus received a rescue mission from the Shinigami himself as two of his new students were attacked after the two had just finished their mission. The Shinigami held no playful tone in his voice as he delivered the news that the meister, Mason, had contacted the Shinigami, all battered and bloodied, seeking for help as they encountered a very powerful pre-kishin. Or at least, something that had the traits of a pre-kishin.

"Oi! Mason! Ethan!" He called once again but was answered by the sounds of the night. He felt his dagger in his hand disappear as a hand was placed on his shoulder.

"We'll find them. We just have to keep looking," Nygus said as if reading her partner's mind. Sid opened his mouth to protest till they heard footsteps running towards them. The mummy switched back to her dagger form, ready to attack till the footsteps stopped and revealed one of the men from the search party. Fear and distress etched in his eyes. Sid and Nyguys sensed it and feared that they have arrived too late.

"What the hell are you still standing there? Lead the way! Medical team! Follow him!" Sid screamed as the troops followed the man. Everyone ran and as soon as they arrived, horror was plastered all over their faces. Just behind the bushes, two forms, both covered in blood, were tossed away, all battered and beaten up. One appeared to have brown hair, who had claw marks all over his body, especially his neck. What was gruesome was his left eye, which was oozing with pus and crimson red blood, that looked like it was barbarically been clawed out forcefully. The form next to him was barely recognizable, but bits of black hair could be seen. Instead of a human body, in its place was a bloody form, with guts and organs spilled everywhere from the disfigured body. All of the crimson blood coming from his form.

Sid stood there in pure horror as he silently stared at the fates of his students who didn't deserve this. They had the potential to become a really good pair in the field but they weren't ready. They didn't have a chance against whatever thing they had encountered. Nygus transformed back to her human form and tried to find a pulse from the brown haired boy. Her blue eyes widen as she felt the faintest pulse coming from the boy. "Med team! Bring him back to Shibusen! He still has a pulse!" A group took out a stretcher and place the boy carefully on it to prevent anymore injuries and quickly headed back to Shibusen to get him treated while Sid and Nygus stayed behind to investigate the scene.

"I've never seen anything like this back when I was alive. Normally a pre-kishin would have just killed a person instantly and take the soul but this," He gestured to the gruesome bloody form, "it's like whoever wanted the kid's soul desperately couldn't wait to get it. But what I don't understand is why did they just take the weapon's soul and not the meister's?" Before Nygus got to say something, something caught her eyes. Something blue.

"Sid, I don't think we're dealing with a regular pre-kishin here..." Sid's eyes wondered to the spot Nygus had her eyes on his eyes widened in fear and worry. Just behind the disfigured weapon, were pieces of the weapon's soul, all scattered everywhere like it had been mutilated and hurled away.

"This is definitely no ordinary pre-kishin... It didn't even take the soul. It tore the soul apart... We need to inform Shinigami-sama before whatever thing did this attacks more students." Nygus said as Sid took out his pocket sized mirror to contact his superior.


A/N: Dun dun duuuun!

More chapters to come later on when I'm not busy with school work :P I'm already working on chapter 1 and it'll DEFINITELY be LONGER than this one since this is just a prologue :P And I PROMISE the main cast will be in the next chapter! OH! And I have a 3 day weekend this week so I probably might post chapter 1 AND 2 by the end of the week! (Unless I get writer's block but hopefully I won't!).

ANYWAY! PLEASE REVIEW! Constructive criticism is fine with me. In fact, I'd be more than glad if I received constructive criticism since I need to know what I'm doing wrong :P