Disclaimer: I do not own characters, plots, or settings associated with Soul Eater.
" Welcome to Death Weapon Meister Academy. More commonly known as the DWMA. It stands as a defense against the forces of evil, which would plunge the world into chaos and drag humanity into the very depths of fear and madness. The demons known as Kishin, and their eternal hunger for destruction. To ensure that the Kishin never regain their hold on this world, this Academy was founded by the Grim Reaper, Death himself. So basically we're an organization that serves to protect and preserve peace! I guess it's not exactly a typical school. Oh well, that isn't important! For now, lets roll up our sleeves and get to work! "
—Lord Death, Episodes 1-3
"It's good to have you back, Maka and I missed you," Spirt said over his shoulder to the girl following him. "I've missed you as well. B-but seriously uncle, can you stop looking so creepy," the redheaded girl sighed and adjusted her backpack as the grown man in front of her practically floated down the stairs as he twirled for glee.
My name is Mai Albarn. I have red hair like my dad and brown eyes like my mother. If you are wondering why my uncle Spirit is freaking out so much, it's because I've finally returned to the main school and the town where I grew up. My dad, Spirit's brother, and my mom lived up North and taught at the branch school for the DWMA. I'm a meister, just like my dad, or I would be if I had a partner. Don't get me wrong, I can adapt to almost anyone and use them, but there wasn't a solid match for my soul wavelength.
Right now, my parents are on a mission. I think. They were supposed to go to Scotland for a routine drill. It was supposed to take them three weeks, but that was three years ago. Normally, when operatives go missing, Lord Death would send out a search party until they were found. He didn't this time. He didn't have to. A day before my parents were due back a package came in the mail addressed to Lord Death. Inside the box were two left hands from two different bodies. Each ring finger had a wedding band.
Hmm, enough of that. I am happy that I get to live with my cousin Maka. We grew up together, and are really close. I wish she would have been my sister instead. When things got rough with Spirit and his wife, my parents ended up taking a job offer and moving us away. I stayed until I graduated high school. Now I'm 19, and everyone knows what that means. College.
"Well, here we are!" Spirit yells happily as he knocks on an apartment door. The look of bliss on his face didn't falter, even when we heard a –BONK- coming from inside. Maka opened the door, pan in hand. She smiled as her emerald eyes met my chocolate ones and cried, "MAI! I've just about got dinner ready, I would have sooner if Soul would have just backed off and waited." She threw a glare at a white haired boy nursing his head. I couldn't help but noticed that she ignored her father. She almost shut the door on him, but he managed to sneak inside.
After greetings and sitting down for a nice meal of pan seared salmon and roasted veggies, Spirit spoke up. "The rest of your bags should be here tomorrow. Then class starts in exactly one week from today," uncle explained as he handed me my class schedule. "Hey let me see that," Soul says as he snatches it before I can get my hands on it. Maka, instead of scolding him on his manners glances at the paper to see as well. "Hmm, we're all in the same class," he mumbles as he passes it to Maka. "Wow, yeah. But what else to do expect from MY cousin," She teases happily.
"It is pretty amazing," Spirit brags for me, "she tested quite high. I'm so proud of my little niece. I'm sure your parents would have been proud too." "Thanks," I say and move the conversation along to the apartment. There are four bedrooms, two bathrooms, and the common area/kitchen. It was nice and roomy. Maka and I will be sharing one bathroom, and Soul will have one to himself. That is, unless I find a weapon.
Ok, just a few notes:
Mai: She has…. Anger issues. Things will get severe later on. She wears a white button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up and a black tie. She wears the same skirt that Maka does, and black combat boots.
I'm fixing things up a bit where they are all a bit older. I'm doing that in order to bring in more mature elements into the story. This includes violence, psychological themes, and romance. The rank is two stars for all in the series, and Soul is a Death Scythe. High school and college are in the same building, since those with the power to fight the evil aren't that many in number. The perks of being in college are no curfews and better apartments. The allowance is also upped from two hundred to three hundred.
I fell in love with this series and I want to bring it to life for as long as I can. Its style is amazing.
Some parings will be MakaxSoul, KidxOC, Black*StarxTusbaki.