by Elora Frenock

I do not own Soul Eater... Some guy/girl in japan did and or making big bucks becouse of it...

Center of Creation

Soul Eater (Rewritten in my own special way)

Chapter 1

Coffee and Cheese

They walked through Shibusen, Soul and Maka did. They turned the corner into the mission hall to meet up with Black Star, and Tsubaki. "Ah, Soul wuz-up!" Black Star waved his hand franticly, and smiled in their direction. "Hey, Black Star, how was the mission?" Black Star and Soul did a high-five, and stood talking. "It went great and as usual I put up one hell of a performance!" He laughed idiotically, than asked the depressing question, "So how's the soul collecting going?" Both Soul and Maka's faces went dark under their hair in depression. "We don't like to talk about it," said Maka.

"Hey, have you heard anything about the new kids?" Maka, and Soul both looked up at him curiously, "What new kids?" Black Star smiled to himself, happy that he was the only one of the group that knew there were going to be TWO knew kids. "Yeah new kids, I don't know who they are, but Stain said they were recommended by Shinigami himself." Tsubaki looked at him questioningly. "When did you talk to Professor Stain?" Black Star flailed his nostrils in discomfort. "I-I talked to him while you were in the bathroom earlier today."

"Tiffany, do you have to go so slow. It's our first day at an actual meister academy. I don't want to be late this time." A girl with boy short red hair walked sluggishly down the streets of Death City. "Why did, I even get up this morning. If it's a meister academy then shouldn't the meister go, not the weapon? Besides we don't have to be there until this afternoon" Elora pulled her striped beanie over her eyes than turned around. "Shut up, you need the exorcize, and besides you're the one with OCD!!" Tiffany walked passed her, mumbling numbers to herself. "See that's what I mean you count your freaking, steps, that's not normal." Tiffany stopped and looked at her. "Who said I was normal?" She cocked her head than started to giggle, then ran around in circles yelling "WWWWWEEEEEEE!!"

Name: Elora Strings

Age: 14

Height: 5'2

Partner/Weapon: Tiffany Crane

Looks: Long blonde hair (bangs only go down to her chin), blue eyes, black and gray striped beanie, black skin-tight shirt with elbow length sleeves (long blue tank over it), a white straitjacket unbuckled showing her shirt and covering her hands, a black Goth mini skirt, long thigh high black socks, cargo boots up to her knees, and studded bracelets on each wrist.

History: Elora was born in southern Oregon, were she grew up until the age of six. She was in a tragic car accident that killed both her mom and dad. She was put up for adoption latter, she always talked about how she saw the souls of others, and described what they looked like. Everyone thought she was a delight at first, but then when she was taken in by a young couple, she always screamed when she saw shadows of arrows, speeding across her wall. The couple thought she was insane and sent her back to the orphanage after a week. When she turned ten she couldn't take it anymore with the orphanage, they even tried to put her in a straitjacket. She ran away only taking what she thought she needed. That same year she met up with Tiffany or Tiff for short, and ever since they've been inseparable. A year later they had been invited to get an education at Shibusen, and well they much obliged…

Name: Tiffany Crane

Age: 13

Height: 5'1

Partner/Meister: Elora Strings

Looks: Short boyish hair (sort a looks like a bolb cut) her bangs are a foot long and pushed to her left side the tips are a purple color, her eyes are a jade green, she wears a red tank under a fishnet long-sleeve, and a long black coat that goes down to her knees, she wears black jean shorts, and wears long black and red plaid socks up to the knees and black converse.

History: Tiff was born in southern Oregon as well, but was abandoned before she could even speak. Tiff lived on the streets her whole life stealing if she had too. She taught herself how to read, write, and speak of course. People tried to catch her and turn her into the orphanage, but no one could. Even if they did manage to grab her, her hand would turn into some sort of weapon and she would cut a small slit in their arm. She always managed to get away. When she turned eight she learned about something that was called OCD, but she never knew what it meant until someone called her 'Obsessive Compulsive' and she figured out the Disorder part by stealing a medical chart. When Tiff was nine she ran into a blonde haired girl about a year older named Elora, and they soon became friends. They had been inseparable for the next four years. When she was thirteen Elora and her got a letter from someone named Shinigami requesting that they apply for his school of Shibusen, and well they couldn't really refuse…

Elora watched as Tiff ran around and eventually ran into a wall, "Ouch!" She cried rubbing her nose, Elora just laughed like she was watching the Loony Toones for the first time. "Did you have your coffee yet," Elora said giggling a bit more as they walked. "No, you made me get up to early." Tiff mumbled looking to her right away from Elora. "Then come on then, we don't want you to make the wrong first impression." Elora lead her to a coffee shop on the corner and walked in with a smile on her face.

Soul sat in his seat leaning back in his chair as Professor Stain continued to dissect and endangered species of a big lizard as Soul had guessed it. Soul had been sitting there for ten minute before he finally couldn't take it anymore. "Stain, is it true there's going to be some new kids?" Soul was now standing upward, and eyes from around the room shot at him in surprise. Stain had stopped violating the unconscious creature in front of him and looked at him sighing. "Yes soul there will be new students, but they are scheduled to be here this afternoon. So do you mind sitting down so I can continue the lesson?" He retched up and started twisting the screw on his head like he had done twenty minutes ago. Soul sat down again leaning on his hand and sighed to himself. Man Black Star is going to be waiting there a long time then. He thought to himself.

"I feel so much better now thank you." Tiff sat slumped in her chair, with an empty coffee cup in front of her. They sat outside at one of the black spray painted steal tables, sitting in two lawn chairs. Elora had a cup of tea she didn't really proffer coffee. "Your right I'm a monster I should die!" they both looked over at a boy who had thrown himself to the ground and was pounding his fists into the concert. Two girls in matching modern cowgirl outfits stood by and tried to comfort him. "No Kid I didn't mean it I was just mad is all." The apparently older one said patting him on the back. "But your right the lines are the reason nobody likes me, and going to that damn school of my father's!" Elora looked over at Tiff she was giggling.

"Tiffany, this isn't funny can't you see he's depressed." Tiff just giggled even more. "What so funny about a guy breaking down in the middle of the street, road, walk thingy?" Elora pondered to herself and thought it sounded funny if you put it that way. Tiff just shook her head. "I'm not laughing cuz of what he's doing, I'm laughing cuz of what he is. He's an OCD just like me." Tiff got up and ran over to where the boy was sobbing, counting to herself as she got to him. The damn baka doesn't know what she's doing… Elora thought getting up to fallow her.

"Hello, do you need some help with your friend here?" Tiff asked bending over him. "No, no we're fine he does this sort of thing all the time." The older one said waving her hands not to come any closer. Tiff looked at him thoughtfully as he tried to bash his head in on the pavement. "You're an OCD," she said before sitting down on her knees. "Don't call him that please?" The girl said glaring at her. "Hey, it wasn't any offence I'm an OCD too, if you believe it or not." The younger one looked at her and giggled, "My names Patty, what's yours?" she said out of the blue. Tiff giggled back at her, I guess it was the insane people's way of saying hello. "Names Tiffany or Tiff, nice to meet you Patty." They both shook hands and giggled again. "Kid, seriously I didn't mean it really. I think the lines are cute and so do Patty and Tiffany, um…right." The both nodded, smiling very creepily. Kid got up and straightened himself, patting off the dirt that had gathered on is cloths. "Thank you Liz, I feel much better now." He turned to Tiff and Elora and looked surprised to see them.

"Hi Mr. OCD man!" Tiff yelled and waved at him, though he was in front of her. "Tiffany I think they gave you de-cafe." Elora said looking over the empty coffee cup.

"So you're the new students then," Kid was walking with Elora and Tiff, with Liz and Patty alongside. "Yeah, we're kinda new to the whole 'Meister & Weapon' thing…" Tiff looked at Elora when she went silent then at Kid and shrugged, "Elora? Eelloorraa?!" Tiff yelled out waving her hands in Elora's face. Than eventually when all hope was lost she slapped her right on her left cheek leaving a bright red hand print. Elora didn't even flinch, her pupils dilated, than she fell backwards, fainting, and twitching. "Elora!" Tiff screamed falling to her knees, and holding Elora's head in her arms. "Elora, Elora wake up! I'm sorry, I'm Sorry!!" Elora's eyes opened, but fear filled them. "T-their b b-back, the a-arrows a-are back." She whispered, than shut her eyes again. Tiff screamed again "She's dead, she's De-he-head!!"

"She's not dead she just fainted." Kid leaned down and checked her pulse. "She needs to rest for a while, do you live nearby?" Kid was now looking at Tiff who was now sobbing uncontrollably. She simply shook her head. "It's ok we have friends nearby." Patty said cheerfully. Liz sighed and pick up Elora and carried her on her back. "Let's go than I don't want to be carrying her for at least more than a half hour."

They walked for at least ten minutes before stopping at a fairly colorful apartment building. "Great stairs, I almost forgot." Liz whined, climbing up the staircase. When they got to the top Liz basically dropped Elora, gasping for breath. "Liz, come on just a little more, only ten more steps and were there." Patty said gleefully. Liz sighed and pulled Elora up off the floor, and walked over to the red door with a welcome mat in front of it. Tiff walked limply in back, sobbing over her unconscious friend. Kid walked over to the door where you could here two people yelling on the other side. Kid knocked on the door and the room inside went quiet. Steps could be heard coming towards the door.

A flat chested, blonde girl opened the door and looked at Kid puzzled, but smiled despite it. "Hi Kid, what do you want?" It was a harmless question, but in her cheery voice it came out pretty harsh. "Hey Maka, My friend here kinda, well fainted and well…" Maka put up her hand silencing him, "Say no more. Come on in, you can put her on the couch." Maka moved out of the way and waved her hand motioning for them to come in.

Liz laid Elora on the couch than sat in the chair beside her, sighing in relief. "So what made her faint anyway?" Maka stood in front of the kitchen tying on an apron. "Maka, I need to talk…" A white haired boy came out of an unknown room yelling than stopped and looked puzzled. "Hi, Mr. Snowman!" Tiff yelled suddenly feeling cheery. The white haired boy jumped back at least a foot, and just looked at Tiff with one of those crazy looks.

"Kid, is this dude your friend?" than that's when Tiff growled angrily, and pounced at him. "I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU!!!" She yelled obviously offended by being called a boy. That's when Elora, surprisingly, jolted up and yelled, "Tiffany Stop!!" Tiff froze in mid-pounce, and looked over at Elora eyes watering. "You're awake?" She dropped to the ground, ran over and hugged Elora tightly. Elora sighed, "Are you going to do this every time I faint?" "Yep!" Tiff said immediately. Elora sighed again, "Damn you." Tiff giggled, than let go, and went into the kitchen, where the smell of baked bread was coming from. "Do you faint a lot?" Liz asked, sitting up in her seat.

Elora nodded, "Yeah, I kinda have this thing with arrows. When I was a kid I always saw them creep into my room trying to… well I didn't know exactly what they wanted, I just feared the thought of what they would do to me if they got to me." Elora smiled, pulling her hat back on her head. Eventually they heard Maka yell from the kitchen, "Hey, get out of that! That's not ready yet! Get out!" And they saw Tiff fly out of the entrance of the kitchen, hitting the wall, opposite of the door, and a purple cat with a witch's hat on hit the wall next to her. Maka walked out pointing her spatula at them, "You stay out of the kitchen, as for you Blair…" She pointed at the cat, "Get Out Of My House!!!" Blair ducked under the coffee table, as Elora, Liz, and Patty giggled a bit.

Soon Maka had gotten Blair to jump out the window, and had served dinner at eight o'clock. She made Tiff sit on the floor since she kept trying to strangle Soul. Kid tried to make conversation with Tiff to make her feel better, but she had made up her mind to be depressed for the rest of dinner. Elora was sitting quietly between Maka and Soul, as everyone talked. (well almost everyone… Tiff) "Hey, Elora right?" Elora turned to her right where Maka sat and looked at her and nodded. "You're really quiet." Elora turned a bright red and looked down at her feet, but screamed when she saw Tiff's face sitting on her lap. "Elora, can I have some of your salami, I eat the rest of mine?"

Elora was panting, then glared at her, "What the fuck was that, you almost made me hyperventilate you piece of shit!" Kid was rubbing his ear a bit from the screaming, "That explains how loud she can be…" Elora turned red again. "I thought afternoons were supposed to be quiet, I'm going back to my room. Tell me when Tweetle Dee and Tweetle Dumb leave." Soul left the room, and Elora went back to looking down at her feet. Maka sighed, "Soul is not really good when it comes to new people. Don't worry he'll lighten up to you." Maka smiled at both girls (Elora & Tiff) but everyone one was looking at Tiff because she went into 'demented girl mode' (sitting in the corner rocking back and forth) Elora looked up and smiled, "its ok, we're not that good with new people too. Besides we need to go and find where we're staying." Elora took a paper out of her back pocket and unfolded it. "Let's see it says, 555 S Dead St. in the, Skull Inn?" Maka looked over her shoulder and smiled to herself. "That's just across the street, that's pretty convenient." Elora looked back at the corner where Tiff… well should have been, but she wasn't there. "Oh crap, that's a bad sign." Elora set the paper on the table and went into the hall, but froze when she heard a scream coming from the hall, "crap."