A/N: This idea has been trying to drill itself outta my skull for a while now. Instead it decided to hammer it's way out and distracted me from my homework. I hope you enjoy the 3,000+ of this OC fiction. There are numerous characters from Soul Eater, but you will recognize then (Hopefully)… Thanks for taking the time to read the A/N.
'Italics are thoughts'
'CAPS is the OC writing a note'
''-Bold with Italics are-'' flashbacks or meanwhile'
Chapter 1: Witches are Novelty
"I automatically assume people won't like me, so I don't talk to them unless they approach me first. I can't become a part of a crowd because I can't get past that feeling that I don't belong." –Kara, Ballads Of Suburbia-
"There's a witch in the human world?"
Seven teens stood before a tall man in a black rugged cloak. There was a girl with dirty blonde pigtails, her forest green eyes full of anticipation. Next to her was an albino looking boy with sharp teeth. To their left were two tall girls, obviously sisters due to their facial appearance, except one had long medium blonde hair and the other short honey blonde. In between the sisters was a boy with three stripes in his hair and gold eyes, he had a neutral look on his face. A boy with pale blue hair with excitement in his eyes and a tall shapely girl with long black hair tied in a ponytail stood to the left of the trio.
"Yes! But an unawaken witch," The man in the rugged black cloak spoke, his expression hidden by the goofy mask but his voice was cheerful. The figure was Lord Death, or Shinigami, as every student at the DWMA called him. "This unawaken witch must be found before any other witch does. Having a witch as our ally is very beneficial! Look at little Angela! and Kim! And Crona! They're our allies! You three love it here don't you!?"
Two more teens and a child about 5 walked up to the podium where Shinigami and the other's stood. The child wore a hat resembling a Chameleon and lavender pink irises. The two teens looked somewhat similar but completely different. Her emerald green eyes were tough but kind and her pink hair was short and choppy, her posture held confidence. The other teen stood awkwardly, shuffling on either foot and holding their arm. If you quickly glance you would not be sure of their gender unless close observation. She was very tall about 5 foot 8 and stood with desperation to not be there, her hair was a pink lavender that was short and long random choppy chunks hung freely.
"Hey Crona!" The girl with forest green eyes skipped up to the awkward lanky girl, "Morning Kim! and Good Morning Angie~!"
"M-morning Maka," Crona hugged her arms close to her body.
"Goood Morrrning from your God!" The boy with pale blue hair posed in front of everyone.
"Good Morning you three, it looks like Angie had a good night rest," The tall girl with the black pony tail bowed.
"I did! Mifune read me a story called 'Snow White' last night! But I fell asleep before he finished," The young girl eagerly spoke.
"Yeah, yeah, morning everyone, so why did you call us here! The way the pervert over there described it, this is suppose to be important!" Kim, the girl with green eyes spoke up, anxiously waiting for Shinigami to answer.
"I'm not a pervert~!" A tall man with red shoulder length hair approached, "Good morning my sweet baby girl!" Maka pushed her father away.
"Ah yes~! Anyways, I have heard, from a reliable resource, that there is an unawaken witch in the human realm!" Shinigami clapped his cubed hands together.
"There's a witch in the human world!?" Angela, Kim and Crona said in unison.
"Yes! But an unawaken witch," Shinigami sweatdropped wondering if he would be repeating himself all morning. "As I was announcing to these kids earlier, The witch must be found before any other witches could get her. It is very important to have more allies from the witch community~"
"Understanding. But who will go to the human realm, Shinigami?" Maka's green irises glittered hoping she would be the one to take up the mission. "Will we go as a group or only a meister and weapon?"
"Easy answer Maka! Death the Kid will go~!" Shinigami sang, "Its a pretty easy mission and I think Kid would need to work on his people skills!"
"Father! What do you mean 'work on my people skills'!? I'm doing perfectly fine without socializing with every single person who exists!" Death the Kid, also known as Kid to his friends and father, protested. He ran a hand through his asymmetrically striped hair. Grumbling like a child, "My people skills are great, thank you very much."
"Pffft!" The sisters who stood next to Kid did their best muffling their laughter. The sister with long medium blonde hair was the first to burst, "Oh god~ Kid I think you really do! Remember that lady who's hair was supposedly 'asymmetrical', you lectured her for hours about how to curl her hair!"
The blonde with short hair rolled on the floor laughing. "Hahah, giraffes!"
"Liz!" Kid angrily turned to the girl with long medium blonde hair, "Even you said that her hair was not curled properly! And Patty! I'm not a giraffe!"
"Well I'm sorry son. You'll temporarily attend the high school there. My resources have told me she is a girl about your age and attends the local school. It's a large school though, and you'll most likely have to socialize with other students there to find the unawaken witch, but-"
"Hey, What about me!? I'm the Star around here! I should get a special mission too!" The boy with pale blue hair exclaimed from the top of the mirror that was above Shinigami.
"Oh, Black*Star, not right now, please?"
"Ah, Black*Star! Eh, well," Shinigami plucked Black*Star from the mirror and placed him on the floor, "I need you to..."
His eyes were getting wider in anticipation. The girl with black hair nervously shook her head at the boy.
"To deliver a package! To, um… Australia!" Shinigami pointed a cubed finger in the air, "Its very important, you see, there is a 3 star meister that patrols the Great Victorian Desert and is awaiting a package from me!"
Everyone besides Black*Star sweat dropped.
'He's not gonna fall for it, right?'
"Me and Tsubaki accept! Yahoo!"
'Damn it Black*Star' Tsubaki awkwardly laughed.
"OKay, well Black*Star, tomorrow after Kid leaves for his mission, you leave for yours as well."
"Understood!"
"Father I wish to speak with you in private!" Kid demanded.
"Okay Kiddo!" Shinigami glanced up to the group, "I'll see you kiddies later!"
After everyone shuffled out of the Death Room each having a conversation about the unawaken witch, Kid turned to his father.
"I'm curious, Do you know who the unawaken witch is?"
"Not a clue"
"What!? So you want me to wander around the human realm trying to find an unawaken witch who is possibly doesn't exist!?"
"No, I know the area the witch is at. I said just a while ago that she's a girl who is about your age and attends to local high school there. It's a rather large school for a small community though. From what I was told it's not a private school or anything. It's just a local high school, and students from the 150 mile radius attend there. But there are dorms there, I don't know why though."
"Wait, who gave you this information?"
"A reliable resource son~!"
_XxXxXx_
It was Monday, the sun was shining bright, and the air smelt of wet soil and cat piss. Another school day for her with annoying students. Lazily she climbed the concrete steps of the shit brown bricked school, knowing she was 45 minutes late. Her worn combat boots clicked against the linoleum as she approached her destination. The teacher did not bother to pay her any attention as she waltzed in, continuing with the lesson.
"We're ending the session on logarithms and there will be a test tomorrow!" The female teacher spoke with fake enthusiasm as she patted her very pregnant belly.
'Damn it woman, why the hell do teachers end lessons on a Monday?' Already irritated, she released a quiet sigh.
Ten minutes later the class ended by the screeching bell. The once empty white and green halls were crowded by teenagers of all stereotypes. Weaving through the packed halls effortlessly she made her way to her next class.
"Okay, today we are continuing our lesson on Bases and Acids. Please I recommend you all to take notes. I will not be repeating myself."
'An experiment by rubbing lemon in our eyes and gouge them out with soap sounds interesting,' She was in her own world.
"We will start with the Lowry Model-"
"Hello, I do apologize for interrupting but is this Mr. Oaks' classroom?" At the doorway a voice interrupted the lesson.
Eyes veered off the white board. Some whispers and jokes about the serious looking boy who stood at the doorway. Her curiosity dwindled as she resumed looking over the worksheet only to partially listen.
"Oh, hello!" Mr. Oaks set down the marker and turned his attention to the strange boy, "Is there anything you need young man?"
"Yes, I am a new student here. And this is 2nd period, Chemistry?" Sheepishly asking the boy smiled cumbersomely. Some girls were suddenly awed by the new student.
"Correct, may I see your schedule? Hmmm you're a sophomore? How wonderful, there is another sophomore in this class as well. You can sit by her and probably both of you can help each other. It's great to know that young teenagers are challenging themselves and taking more complicated classes!"
His gold eyes trailed over the class of swooning teenage girls and clownish teenage boys. To him every one of them looked asymmetrical. Looking over where the lecturer pointed, he was even more terrorized by the asymmetrical student who sat alone at the lab station. Clad in black and tangled mass of hair on one side and short on one, his left eye twitched.
"Now you don't mind introducing yourself to the class?"
"Hello, I'm D-…. Uh, I'm Seishin…Albarrrrrn…" He sounded unsure of his own name, but proceeded to introduce himself. "I transferred here from, uh, France."
"Interesting!" Mr. Oaks seemed pleased with the transfer student. "Your surname is European but your first names sounds uh-"
"Yes, well my father is, eh, Japanese and my mother is from Europe!" He quickly spoke as he straightened his back.
"Ahaha! Alright than, now have a seat now, son!" The teacher seemed amused about the new student's explanation.
"Yes sir," Walking to the back of the class he hesitantly sat next to the asymmetrical girl.
"Ophelia, you can help Mr. Albarn catch up!"
She nodded.
_XxXxXx_
Kid's POV
God this place is disgusting. The hallways have no perfection, they're white and green stripes of terror! And the lockers! Oh dear god! There's 35 aligned! NO!
I arrived at this asymmetric high school early. The administration office was a real headache! My father had to choose a name that I have no idea what it means! Seishin Albarn!? I know the last name was Maka's, I'm assuming her father convinced my dad to put that as my last name. But what does Seishin mean!?
-Yesterday at Shibusen-
"Good Afternoon Shinigami!" Tsubaki entered the Death Room during her lunch hour.
"Hiya Tsubaki! How are you!?" Shinigami bounced happily, "Say you're Japanese right?"
"Eh, yeah, I'm sure you knew that, haha!" Tsubaki laughed, "Do you need me to translate a document for you?"
"Not exactly. You see I need a Japanese name, Kid is going to attend that high school and I cannot think of a good name. I thought Marcus was nice, but Spirit here said that it is too common of a name." Even though Lord Death was fluent in most of the world's languages he couldn't think of a temporary name for his son. You know, Death the Kid.
"Well it is too common! If you ask me I think-"
SHINIGAMI CHOP, his head spurted blood on the other side of the room.
"Anyways Tsubaki, have any ideas?"
"Hmmmm, I think Isamu would fit! It means courage or bravery!"
"No way that's too girly! Why not seishin!?" Black*Star popped up from behind Tsubaki, "That would fit a princess like him!"
"Black*Star, that's not a-" Tsubaki was cut off by Black*Star's laugh.
"Ahahaha! Hey, Tsubaki! Do you think its great?!"
"Hiya Black*Star, How are you!? Um, Seishin is not a-"
"Here let me spell it for you!" Black*Star took the application and eagerly wrote 'Seishin', "There you go! Spelled in my God like handwriting!"
Another Shinigami Chop.
"I'm sorry about that, I hope you can still change to name." Tsubaki groaned, "Oh Black*Star."
"Don't worry! I may not have any white out but I'll leave it as it is," Shinigami waved at the receding partners. "See you kids tomorrow!"
-Back to Kid's POV-
I've been walking around for about an hour, and I'm completely lost. How the hell did I get lost at this school! My father's school is a labyrinth! A trap to intruders and a puzzle to students! This is only four stories of asymmetry! The bell rang, a swarm of students filtered out of classrooms filling the hallway to the maximum. I was among the mix, horrified. The way everyone looked, their fashion sense! Of tight pants with holes or hanging down their rears. And the girls with the colorful puffy hair or the god awful badly dyed/bleached hair. I am going to die in a school full of repulsion!
Finally finding my way to my supposed second class, I couldn't help but notice the odd number of students that were present. 17. With me here, it would be 18. There's an 8 in 18! I think I'll live for a few more minutes. It was frustrating introducing myself to the class, due to the fact that my name was given by a blue haired idiot and that I didn't know my supposed back story.
After sitting in my seat, I was terribly tempted to chop off the hair on the girl I sat next to. It was more horrifying than the student with the buzz cut in front of me.
_XxXxXx_
-Normal POV-
"Hi, I'm D-… I'm Seishin, and you're Ophelia? Pleasure to meet you!" Kid's hand was stretched toward the girl. She scooted closer to the edge of the table trying to give more space between her and Kid. "Uh, Okay than."
Looking down at the work sheet he was given, it looked like a jumble of words. He may be a shinigami, knowing almost everything about souls and such, but when it comes to actual school work, like science, he was just as clueless as his partner Patty on what the difference between a Rhino and a Giraffe.
"What are bases? What do we need acid for? Water has a scale? Eh?" Kid turned to the girl next to him, "Excuse me, but could you, um, help me out, I happened to be lost on the activity that is going on."
She glanced over at Kid then reached for a text book. Opening the text book to the correct page on Acids and Bases, she wrote a quick note.
'TAKE NOTES; WORKSHEET DUE THURSDAY; TEST FRIDAY; STUDY NOTES TONIGHT, SURPRISE QUIZ TOMORROW'
Kid noted how awful her handwriting was. Readable but not perfect enough. 'Guess she doesn't talk much.'
_xXxXxXx_
'Damn, my second day in the human realm and I still have yet to find the witch. No hints or anything out of the ordinary. It's just a regular high school here. I hope the person who told my father about the witch is reliable, if not, then I'm just wasting my time.' Sighing he looked at his quiz he took in his 2nd period class. He got a 92. Lowest grade he has ever received. Shoving the paper in his notebook he tried to pay attention in his now last period class, which was geometry. 'Why the hell are we doing algebra in geometry!?'
A paper folded in a perfect squared smacked the side of his head, opening it he recognized the awful handwriting. 'USE INSIDE VOICE. ALSO, ALGEBRA IS A PART OF GEOMETRY'
Kid looked over at the girl. His eye twitched at her today's attire. A long black skirt that was torn at the edges, worn boots, and a large sweater that hung on her frame, he couldn't see her shirt clearly due to her being hunched over. Her hair irritated Kid the most. The right side was cut only half an inch short but the left was really long, up to her elbows. He heard of that hair style before but could not remember what it was called. Examining her facial expressions he couldn't figure out what she was thinking. It was neutral. No sense of mood in her silver irises, or movement on her mouth, just plain neutral. 'She's really weird'
"Huh?" Another worksheet was handed out. 'Find the y-axis? Shit, I wasn't paying attention! But wait, the y is not symmetrical! Why isn't any of the numbers an 8?' "No! I won't stand for these number taunting me!"
"Mr. Albarn, please be quiet!"
"No! Nope, nope, nope! Your worksheet is the epitome of distaste! The number 9 is not working! 8 should be the correct answer!"
_XxXxXx_
-Ophelia's POV-
Usually I stay away from people. Why? Because they annoy me. There are people who occasionally talk to me or hang around me, but for personal reasons, I preferred not speaking, only writing notes. They assume I'm a mute. Same for the teachers and staff here, they all assume I'm just a mute. I suppose I am. The new guy here, is really odd. He sat next to me in Chemistry class again. It was annoying that he went on about the number 8 and things that are symmetrical. Most likely he has a serious case of OCD.
After school I walked back to my apartment. I use to live at the dorms here, but due to 'bullying' problems I moved out and got my own place. It's a very small apartment though, it's very comfortable. Even if the people who live at the complex are nosy or a nuisance I find it quiet pleasant.
_xXxXxX_
-Normal POV-
Pacing back and forth the young Shinigami awaited his father's call. After spending two hours of fixing his dorm room to his satisfaction he became impatient. A glow from the mirror over the dresser caught his attention.
"Hiya Kiddo! How are you doing!?" Shinigami bounced happily seeing that his son was waiting for him.
"Hello father! As you can see I'm doing fine, even if the people here need a sense of symmetrical beauty."
"Wonderful! And any signs of the unawaken witch?"
"No, sorry father. But I did make a list of whom it 'might' be." Kid has been watching numerous female students out of the few thousand that attended the rather large school. Knowing the witch is female the ratio went down to possibly 1500. There were no signs of a witch's soul yet. There were a several females that he suspected to be the unawaken witch. There was a very tall red head girl but her hair was extremely curly; Kid over heard her talking about 'staying young forever', it may be witch related. A blonde girl who dresses very inappropriately wears a moon shaped necklace with an owl's eye is also a part of the unawaken witch suspect list. Another girl is very short, about 5 feet tall, and Kid noted that her hair is badly bleached due to blotches of white and medium blonde on her mane. The last suspect would be the girl with tons of freckles and multicolored shirt; he saw her carrying around a book about dreams. "And those are all the suspects for- wait, I just realized something."
Kid has been watching the list of girls since yesterday. Obviously he has good leads on whom the unawaken witch may be but there was something else about it. All four girls were in the ages between 15 and 17, all in high school. He kept mental notes on each, and even know their names.
"Oh god! I feel like some sort of pervert! A stalker! I can't believe I have stooped as low as Maka's father! I'm an asymmetrical pervert!"
"Eh son?" Shinigami turned to his weapon. "Spirit I hope you don't rub off on my son."
"Well I do love beautiful young women, but I have an age limit. 19 and over, so I'm not viewed as a pedophile. High school girls are too young for me. I would love a fresh 20 year old and-"
Shinigami Chop…
"Good!" Shinigami turned back to his mirror. His son was still ranting about symmetry and perversion. "Glad to know you have some leads son! Keep up the good work! Remember though, a witch will most likely be there as well. Be careful! Oh, and also we expect you to find the witch by Friday! See ya soon!"
Shinigami disappeared from the mirror. Kid was still lying on the floor having his moment.
"I'm Garbage!"
Just so you know, the first three chapters won't be very exciting, but I'm just trying to set it up. :D It'll get somewhat interesting later.
Please Review or PM if you are confused about anything or just want to point out mistakes. But no flames.
Disclaimer: I do not own Soul Eater, just the OC.