The Definition of Insanity
Hello Soul Eater Lovers!
I am Virgo-24 (Miranda), and I have recently discovered the amazing but equally hilarious anime known as Soul Eater.
I shame myself for not finding it sooner :'/
ANYWAYS! Since I love it so much I am going to be starting to work on some fan fiction stories for it. I must warn you that I am a very busy person so I can't give an exact schedule as to when I'll update a story. But I will always finish my work because I love all of my readers so much!
So… this is my first Soul Eater Story…
Summary:
After the Kishin Asura was revived he went into hiding as the Madness slowly began to spread across the world. With Death City and the rest of the world quickly falling into darkness Lord Death calls in help from people all over the world. Justin Law, Joe Buttataki, all the Death Scythes, and many more followers of Death descend upon Death City in order to work together to destroy the Kishin and return the world to sanity and order. But as this mass of people begins to surface a strange newcomer emerges from the fray. Her name is Lisa Ackerman… and her presence will alter the course of the entire war against the Kishin's Madness.
NOTE: This is a Kishin Asura x OC story.
WARNING: This story it sort of a combination of what happens in the Anime and what happens in the Manga, if you are only familiar with one of them then you may get confused.
My OC:
Name: Lisa Ackerman
Her father was Scottish so her last name is of Scottish origin; I choose that last name for a reason. Ackerman is a name that means to be firm and brave, to never yield to anything. It fits in with the idea that bravery is the most powerful weapon against madness. (If anyone who reads this just so happens to be named Lisa Ackerman know that it was not intentional).
Height: 5'7
Weight: 135 pounds
Age: Seventeen
Birthday: October 19th, 1994 (Sign: Scorpio)
Appearance:
Lisa is a youthful girl with bright red hair that just barely brushes her shoulders; she has short, choppy bangs that hang down in front of her face. The bangs are not long enough to completely shield her eyes but they are also too short to be put into a pony-tail. The last two inches of her hair is dyed pitch black, the tips of her bangs are also dyed black. Her eyes are large (like most anime characters) but also very cold and calculating at times. She has an eyes condition known as 'Heterochromia' (a condition that causes the eyes to be different colors). Her left eye is light brown with flicks of orange and amber around the pupil (color inherited from her mother) and her right eyes is a bright blue (color inherited from her father). Being Scottish her skin is pale and she burns easily. She is a very laid back person and she hates wearing anything that restricts her movement. She prefers baggy t-shirt, jeans, and tennis shoes.
Race: Lisa's mother was once a Death Scythe and her father was her wielder. Like Maka she has both the blood of a meister and a weapon. Lisa works alone and like Justin Law is a meister-less weapon.
Weapon: Her weapon form is a set of silver brass knuckles; she summons them on command so they automatically appear on her hands whenever she needs them. They also appear with a large silver link chain that she can use to attach them to one another (although she rarely does this and instead just attaches the ends of the chain together and wears it like a necklace). Each section of the brass knuckles have a small spike sticking out with acts as a way to further injure anyone she punches. Each of the brass knuckles also has a larger knife blade that sticks out on the sides, the blades curve back slightly and act as another way to injure someone other than just punching them. Lisa is an expert at several types of mixed material arts so she can use her weapon form to its fullest extent.
On the inside edge of each of the knuckles there is a phrase that was been carved into the metal.
'Frendo omnis malus…Contego omnis bonum'
It is carved in Latin and roughly translates as 'Crush all evil…Shield all good'
(That may be wrong, if anyone happens to be an expert in Latin please correct me.)
Personality: Lisa is very serious about certain things and often comes off as cold to many people. However once they get to know her they realize that she is actually very kind, caring, and funny. One of her goals is to become a Death Scythe like her mother so she is very serious when it comes to battle. When not fighting she is actually very laid back and isn't bothered by much of anything. She is very smart but keeps her knowledge to herself and doesn't boast to anyone. She is also known for having a bit of a sharp tongue and will curse up a storm if someone really pisses her off. She also has a slight devious nature which is shown in the way she fights and speaks about certain things. Some people even refer to her as a devil because of her slightly unpredictable behavior.
Backstory:
Lisa Ackerman was born in the state of Maine and was the only child of George and Helena Ackerman. When she was six her family moved to Scotland (her father's native land) so that her father and mother could take up positions as important consultants for the DWMA's Europe Division. Her father was a great meister and her mother was a powerful Death Scythe; she looked up to them more than anyone else. Her past is rather murky to most as she keeps this information to herself and only tells the people who she trusts the most. What is known is that her mother died when she was eight and two years later her father (having slowly fallen into a deep depression after losing his wife) shot himself in the head; killing himself and leaving his only child alone. It is unclear as to how her mother died and it is one of the things that Lisa is most reluctant to talk about since she is probably the only one who knows the truth.
After the Europe Division of the DWMA discovered that George had killed himself Lisa was taken into DWMA custody and sent to a smaller version of the Nevada DWMA that had been established in London England. (Since Soul Eater takes place in a different world than our own but still has places from our world in it I assume that they would have more Death Weapon Meister schools across the world). There it was discovered that she was incredibly skilled for her age and she graduated at a very young age. She never connected with a meister and always worked on her own.
At the age of twelve she returned to America and was looked after by a small group of DWMA followers that lived in Georgia. Ever since then she has been training and working for the DWMA and at the age of fifteen she was placed as second in command of the division of the DWMA that oversaw the Southern area of the United States. She is now seventeen and has been called by Lord Death to come to Death City and help stop the spreading of Madness throughout the world.
(Since everyone is Soul Eater has a different soul and a different wavelength I took the liberty of making up my own for Lisa).
Soul Appearance:
Lisa's soul takes the form of an orange orb with a rather bored expression. The mouth of the orb is closed and looks as though it is in a straight horizontal line although if you look closely you can see the right side of its mouth it curled upwards as though it is smirking. The orbs right eye is closed and the left one it open and shaped like a perfect circle. The small flame on the soul's head curls downwards and makes it look as though the soul has a slicked back Mohawk. Several wisps of flame cover part of the open eyes, similar to Lisa's real hair. There are also two small horns on each side of the soul's head; they are so small that most people don't even notice them; this is an indicator of Lisa's slightly devilish nature.
Soul Perception: Like most people Lisa has the ability of Soul Perception. Hers is at a very high level, not as high was Stein's or Maka's but still strong enough for her to see other people's souls quite easily. She is very well known for her ability to sense souls that have bad intentions. She can easily tell if a soul has been corrupted by Madness.
Wavelength Appearance:
The wavelength that her soul releases is quite large, showing that she is very powerful; the wavelength surrounding her body is orange although it is so dark it could also look like a light red color. The wavelength has two large brass knuckles coming out on the left and right sides, representing her weapon form. Although her wavelength is not an Anti-Demon wavelength the wavelength that she does have still makes it near impossible for the Madness to affect her.
Lisa has a very rare type of wavelength. It is called a 'Firuta oyobi Rekōdā'; which translates as 'Filter and Recorder'
This wavelength does just what its name says.
An anti-demon wavelength like Maka's is very resistant to other wavelengths, were as Stein's is very susceptible to other wavelengths. Lisa's wavelength is also resistant to outside influences but it has the ability to actually record what a wavelength feels like. This makes it easier for her to remember and recognize a wavelength that she has seen or felt before. And if she is exposed to a certain wavelength for long periods of time her wavelength can actually absorb the energy of that wavelength and store it away. This is the 'Recorder' part of her soul.
The 'Filter' part is the most interesting part about her soul. Her soul can completely reject other wavelengths if she wants to (one of the reasons that she has no partner). However she can actually choose weren't or not a wavelength can connect with her own. This is why she is resistant to the Madness Wavelength, simply because she won't let the Madness connect with her own soul. She also has the ability to connect with any wavelength that she has recorded at any point in time. If someone with a strong Soul Perception were to look at Lisa's wavelength they would also be able to see the energy of other wavelengths that her soul has recorded. The other wavelengths appear around her own wavelength but would still be separate from her own.
Other Information and Random Facts:
-Although she is past Scottish she doesn't sound like it when she talks, since she was born in America and has spent most of her life in America.
-Because her skin is so pale and she burns so easily Lisa doesn't really like warm weather, one of the things she doesn't like about Death City since it is in Nevada.
-Lisa never actually calls Death City by that name; instead she refers to the city by one of its other names; 'Death Vegas'.
-Lisa doesn't have lot of history with other characters from Soul Eater, especially characters from Death City, since she has never been there before.
-One person who she does have history with is Justin Law; since they are the same age and they both spent a lot of time with the Europe Division of the DWMA. The two are very close and see each other as good friends.
-Lisa loves to wear fedora's (gangster hats) girly girls collect shoes, she collects fedora's. You almost never she her wearing the same one twice.
-Lisa is an abide reader, although many people find her choice in books rather dark. She gravitates toward murder mysteries, horror stories, and tales of the supernatural. Her favorite writer is Edgar Allan Poe and her two favorite books are 'Edgar Allan Poe's Complete Poetical Works' and 'POE: The Complete Anthology of Short Stories'.
-Lisa often does favors for people, which she always comes back to collect on. Even if someone has owned her for a year she always remembers who owns her and she always collects on the debt.
-Along with a love of music Lisa also plays several instruments; her favorites to play are the guitar and drum set and she actually has her own of each. She also plays the piano but since she doesn't own one she can't play a lot.
-One of Lisa's favorite things is coffee; she especially loves the coffee at Deathbucks Café and usually makes someone who owns her buy her some as payment.
-Her father was an expert in Latin and because of that Lisa has learned to speak it very well. She will often say things in Latin that are insulting so that the person she is insulting doesn't know what she is saying.
-Although she has always wanted to become a Death Scythe Lisa was never actually collected any Kishin Eggs. This is mainly due to the fact that her mother and father were always hoping that she would be a normal human and not get involved with the DWMA. It may also be because of her hectic life and being second in command of a division of the DWMA at such a young age. She has spent all of her life training and growing stronger without collecting Kishin Souls. However, now that she has been called to Death City she plans to begin her search for the 100 souls she needs to become a Death Scythe.
That is everything important about my OC! Sorry… it's a lot of stuff but better to tell you now than get grilled because of confusion later. So now the story can start.
Rated: M-for cursing, blood, violence, bits of gore (Really it's T but I'm paranoid like that.)
Disclaimer: I don't own Soul Eater, I wish I did but I don't.
"…"-Talking '…'-Thinking (…..)-Any other random thing I think of
OK! Story Starts…NOW!
Chapter 1: So this is Death Vegas?
The desert sands of Nevada were in a fury today; the wind was harsh and it blew sand several feet into the air. Throughout the desert large sandstorms raged on without any end in sight. The sand was so thick that it was hard to see even a few feet in front of you; not that any sane person would be wondering around in such a dry and desolate place to being with. Oh wait… there was one person…
This person walked silently through the raging sands, their body covered with a black cloak. The hood of the cloak was of course pulled over their head to protect them from the howling winds around them. The person's shoes left prints in the sand with every step they took, only to have the sand sweep other them and erase them as though no one had ever been there at all. The hooded figure didn't seem to be in any great hurry; in fact many people would think that the person was lost since they were walking around in the middle of the desert. But this person was not lost; they knew exactly where they were going. Even though they had never been there before, they knew it was very close.
The hooded figure climbed to the top of a large sand dune, the extra height brought them out of the churning desert sands and they were finally able to see clearly. There is was, just another half a mile away. A city out in the middle of a desert. All the buildings a mix and black, red, and white. And on top of all of these buildings, a large, castle like structure. The Death Weapon Meister Academy. The figure slowly removed the hood that had been covering their head. They were out of the sand storm so there was no more need for it. The hood fell away, revealing a young girl with bright red hair and two different colored eyes. Those eyes scanned the city from her position on the sand dune. The city looked rather dull from where she stood but she had been told it was a lot more active on the inside.
"So… This is Death Vegas?" The young woman questioned aloud, no one answered her; not that she expected anyone to. She was all alone of course.
"I must say it is rather impressive in its own creepy, rustic, gothic sort of way." The young woman stood there for a few more minutes, just admiring the gothic city; it was her first time ever seeing it after all.
"Well, I suppose I should head on into the city. I'm sure that Shinigami-Sama is expecting me some time soon." She said evenly as she slowly began to descend down the steep sand dune.
Suddenly the whole atmosphere seemed to shift, the red headed girl stopped dead in her tracks. She turned ever way she could to look all around her, trying to find a reason for this sudden change. The air felt heavy and dark now, but she couldn't find any reason for it to be that way. Looking all around she made sure that she was the only one around for miles and miles. She didn't like the feeling that was around her, it felt dark and vicious, evil… she didn't like it at all.
'Weird…' She thought as she returned her attention to where she was headed.
Upon returning her attention to Death City she realized with shock that it was now nothing more than a small speak in the distance and that she was no longer on a hill but on a completely flat plain of sand. Alright, someone was fucking with her for sure. The young female looked around her once again, trying to find out who or what was playing games with her. Still there was nothing; she was quickly getting fed up with this game.
The air shifted again; it was even heavier than before, so heavy that it was suffocating. Looking up the young girl saw that the bright laughing sun was now pitch black and had blood flowing from its mouth. The roar of the nearby sand storm had increased ten-fold and was now a deafening scream. Death City was burning, like it had been dropped straight into the fires of hell; even from this far away she could hear the people in the city screaming in agony as the flames ate at their skin and bones. She took a step back in horror, her foot sank down and a loud splash was heard. Looking down she realized that the sand around her was darkening in color and a warm liquid was seeping through the sand partials. The liquid was red… it was blood; the sea of sand was becoming a sea of blood.
An inhuman scream broke the girl from her shocked trance; a loud crash was heard as an explosion of blood and sand shot into the sky. Out of the sand came a large figure; the figure was dark and hard to see. The figure was the source of the scream and it screamed again as it lunged towards the girl. She jumped back as the beast tried to grab her with its humongous hand. She dodged the hand but she didn't escape. Something else grabbed the girl from behind and lifted her into the air. At first she couldn't see what was going on but soon everything came into focus. The figure had grabbed her with what looked like some sort of cream colored appendage. The figure brought her closer to it and she was finally able to get a good like at it.
The figure was inhumanly tall and thin; its torso was cover in a blood red jacket with black lines on it. Its lower half was covered in black pants that were too large and hung loosely. The figure had several cream colored scarves wrapped around its neck and one of them was what was wrapped around her body. The scarves covered the figures whole face and three large, vertical eyes had been drawn on the scarf at the front of its head. Slowly the creature lifted up the scarves that covered its mouth, revealing a large mouth full of sharp jagged teeth. Drool dripped from the creature's mouth as it licked its lips.
'It's going to eat me!' The trapped girl thought as the scarf around her body brought her closer and closer to the creature.
'This heaviness… it isn't normal… even an evil spirit can't unleash this much darkness. What is this thing?!'
The trapped girl tried and tried to squirm free from the scarf that was wrapped tightly around her body. Her struggle was in vain however, the grip of the scarf was too strong. The beast seemed to take notice of her struggle and began laughing at her attempt to escape; it loved the way her eyes flashed with fear.
'This feeling… it has to be madness! This thing is the Kishin! No…no…it can't be the real Kishin… he went into hiding. There is no way a coward like him would risk coming out into the open. Then this must be… an illusion!'
The creature stopped laughing suddenly, the girl had put her head down and it could no longer see her eyes and the fear they held. The girl smirked, she knew what was going on now; and because of that she was not afraid. She could break an illusion easily… she wasn't a three-star weapon for nothing. The beast used its scarf to bring the girl even closer to it; she wasn't behaving right… what the hell was going on. The girl took a few deep breaths to calm her heartbeat; she was going to break this illusion.
Lifting her head the trapped girl locked her eyes with the eyes drawn on the creature face scarf. Even with the scarf over its eyes the creature seemed to be able to see her; the creature pulled away slightly… why was this girl looking at him like that? This look…it held no fear what-so-ever; how was that possible? Although the creature itself was nothing but an illusion the creator of the illusion could still see what was going on through the illusions eyes. The girl just stared at the creature, her two different colored eyes hard and steely… she knew that the creature was an illusion… somehow she knew.
"Put…Me...Down…" The young female said, her voice was like the edge of a sword covered in a lethal poison.
The girls tone shocked the illusions creator… why was this girl not scared?! What was going on? The girl's eyes that had shone with fear just seconds before were now cold and sharp… she wasn't afraid at all. Why?
"I said to put me down… was I unclear or something?"
The creature jerked the scarf holding the girl to draw her trapped form even closer to it; who the hell was this girl? Why was she talking to him like this? She should have been completely lost in this illusion. The creature opened its mouth wider and let out a loud, demonic growl. It was trying to intimidate the girl… it wasn't working.
"You don't scare me… I know that you're just an illusion. You can't harm me… I'm not afraid of you at all."
Those words were like a slap in the face to the illusions creator. How could this girl not be afraid of him?! What was this girl… what power did she have that freed her from fear?!
The trapped girl made her move, like hell she was going to stay trapped in this illusion forever. In a flash the young girl brought her foot up with all her might and slammed the heel of her foot into the face of the creature. The beast let out a roar of surprise at the sudden attack; the force of the kick threw its tall body off balance. The creature fell to the ground with a loud crash; sand and blood flying everywhere in the process. The beast tried to recover quickly but it was already far too late. The scarf holding the girl prisoner had loosened and allowed her to escape; as the beast tried to get up she had already appeared next to it.
"Go to hell… And let me out of this illusion!" She screamed before raising her leg high above her head and slamming her heel into the creatures head with as much force as possible.
The force was so strong in fact that a small crater was formed under the creatures head. The beast roared in pain, blood stained the scarves on its face from underneath. The sound of the girl's heel hitting the creatures head would make anyone shiver; a mix of breaking facial bones and busted blood vessels. In an instant the whole creature shattered into a million tiny pieces, almost like glass. The girl closed her eyes for a moment before opening them again. Sure enough she was at the top of the sand dune once again. Death City was only a half a mile away and the madness in the air had disappeared altogether.
"Stupid madness… fucking up reality… damn it to hell…" The annoyed female cursed as she brushed herself off; she knew there was no reason to do that but she had to do something to shake off the feeling of fear and uneasiness the illusion had caused her.
Finally free of the illusion that girl continued to her destination… Death Vegas.
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"Building C… Apartment number 57…here it is." The red head muttered to herself as she found the apartment she would be staying at.
Because of the nature of the situation at hand Shinigami-Sama had decided that it would be good for her to stay within the boundaries of Death City. She had agreed of course, especially since the God of Death was giving her this apartment free of rent. She pulled out the key that the landlord had given her and opened the door. She closed the door behind her and began to inspect the place that she would be living. The place wasn't all that big… enough for two people at the most but since she was living alone the space wasn't a problem. It even had all of the necessary appliances, washer and dryer, fridge, stove etc. Several stacks of cardboard boxes rested in the kitchen area. All the boxes were taped shut and labeled.
'Ah… so my stuff did get here before me…excellent.' She thought as she moved past the boxes.
The first room when you come in the door was the living room (with a nice TV hanging on one of the walls). The kitchen came next; on the far left of the kitchen was a hallway that lead to a bathroom and on the right side of the kitchen was a hallway that lead to the bedroom. The bedroom already had a bed as well as a desk with a lamp and a closet. All in all the entire apartment was pretty cool; now she just had to get all of her own stuff put up somewhere. But first she had to check and see if her instruments had been delivered. In the kitchen next to the fridge there was a door that was painted red; it was the only room she hadn't checked. Opening the door she headed down stairs into the basement. The basement had cement block walls and was the largest room in the whole apartment. In one corner was her black and red drum set and in another corner was her blue and green guitar. Her tech friend had even set her computer up for her.
"Thanks C.J… I own you big time." The young said to herself as she grinned ear to ear; a basement to put all of her instruments in was the one thing she really wanted if she were to move to Death Vegas.
"Well…I might as well start to organize all of my stuff. Want a pain…" She grumbled to herself as she headed back upstairs to start sorting through her boxes.
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" Oh Death… why is organizing such a bitch?" The red headed girl groaned as she flopped down on the couch in the living room.
She hated organizing things… really, really hated it. At least she had made some progress. The basement had been taken care of already and she had finished getting everything in the kitchen in order. Since she was the only on living there she didn't have many dishes or silverware items to actually put up. She was currently working on what would be her bed room but it was taking quite a while. Glancing at the clock she realized that it was three in the afternoon.
'Well… I got here at about noon so I've been working on my apartment for the last three hours.'
She was getting bored of putting things up, what could she do other than that? She could always go exploring the city but she wanted to wait until tomorrow so that she could have all day to do it. Suddenly an idea popped into her head.
"I'll go see Lord Death… he probably wants to know that I'm here. And besides, I've never meet him in person before."
Hopping up off the couch the young girl set about making herself look presentable. Well, being her she didn't really put too much effort into it. She did scan her appearance in the full-length mirror in her room. A black t-shirt with Lord Death's signature mask on the front, camo jeans, and black converse tennis shoes. That was enough for her and she quickly headed for the door; but not before digging through one of the boxes in her room for one of her fedoras. She finally found the perfect one. It was in camo, just like her pants. Putting the hat on her head she grabbed her apartment keys and locked the door on her way out.
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It wasn't too hard to get to the academy, just head up and you'd find it sooner or later. Classes had already ended for the day so the halls were pretty dead; it made it a lot easier to get to the Death Room. Even though she had never been there before she could sense the wavelength of Lord Death and could tell where it was coming from. All she had to do was follow it; however her walk was interrupted.
"Excuse me… may I help you?" A voice asked from a nearby hallway.
The girl turned towards the voice to see who had been speaking to her; woah… this guy looking crazy. The man had silver grey hair and wore a white lab coat and a dark shirt underneath that. His clothes looked as though they had been stitched together or something. The man wore glasses and he had a…screw coming out of the side of his head… weird.
"This is the way to the Death Room, yes?" She asked the stitched man.
"Yes, it is."
"Then I don't need any help… I'm going exactly the way I need to."
"And want business do you have with Lord Death?"
"Shinigami-Sama has called me in to Death Vegas to help deal with the spreading madness; I just arrived and was going to meet with him."
"I see… well; if you want to speak with Lord Death I'm afraid that I will have to escort you to the Death Room."
"Why?"
"Well, since the Kishin was been revived Academy security has been on high alert. We can't be too careful."
"I see... alright then, lead the way."
The strange stitched man walked ahead of her without another word; she too was silent until they reached the Death Room. It was really interesting to say the least; countless twisted black crosses littered the ground and the mirror that Lord Death communicated with stood on top of a large round pedestal. So, this was the very center of the DWMA, awesome. Little puffy clouds floated lazily away from them as the stitched man and the young girl stepped up to the platform in the room.
"Hey-ya, Hi-ya, Hi, Was-up, Was-up, How's it goin'!?"
The all too familiar voice sounded as Lord Death himself appeared; the red head had never met him in person but she had spoken to him before through mirrors so his behavior didn't surprise her at all. In fact she couldn't help but smile at the Death God, his strange behavior was something that she found humorous and she hadn't heard from him in quite a while. The black shape of Lord Death bounced around the Death Room as the stitched man tried to get him to focus.
"Shinigami-Sama..."
"Oh, Yes Stein. What is it?"
'So this guy's name is Stein, makes sense now that I think about it.' The young girl thought.
"I found this girl heading towards the Death Room on her own; she claims that she is here because she was summoned to Death City."
"Huh? What girl?" The Death God questioned, looking all around but not seeing the girl since Stein was standing in front of her.
"Me, Shinigami-Sama…" The girl spoke as she moved to stand next to Stein.
"Oh! Lisa-Chan! Hello, hello, how are you?"
"Hello Lord Death… I am just fine thank-you."
"Oh I'm so glad to see you… I heard that you would be here by today!"
"It's a pleasure to see you too Lord Death."
"How was your trip? I hope you didn't get tried walking through all the sand in the desert."
"The trip was alright… a lot of walking but nothing serious."
"Oh good! I'm so glad that you got here ok. And I see that you've already meet Professor Stein."
"Sort of…" The red head said, glancing at the grey haired professor who was rather shocked at Lord Death's familiarity with the girl next to him.
"He was kind enough to lead me to the Death Room… I thank-you for your help Professor."
"Uh… yeah… sure."
"Well… now that your here Lisa-Chan I would like to bring you up to speed on everything that has happened." Death said as he clasped his large animated hands together.
"Alright… that suits me just fine."
"You may go now Stein…" Lord Death spoke evenly looking at the scientist.
"R-right…" he said before turning and leaving the Death Room.
"I was finding the Death Room just fine on my own, until that man accosted me." Lisa grumbled aloud as she took a seat across from Lord Death at his tea table.
"I'm sorry if he bothered you, but Stein needs to find something to occupy his mind."
"What do you mean?"
"He is very sensitive to the Madness... he's just looking for something to distract him."
"Ah…I see."
"Tea?" The Death God asked, holding up the steaming pot of tea that was on the table.
"No thank-you… I prefer coffee."
"Another coffee lover?!"
(A/N: referring to B.J! I love his little Rumba Coffee Dance!)
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"This is all really annoying…" the red head seethed as she sat across from Lord Death.
"Indeed… but all we came do at this point is try and discover the location of the Kishin and destroy him before the Madness engulfs the whole world." Lord Death said before taking another sip of his tea.
"That is correct…is there anything that I can do to help?"
"At the moment no… all of the disturbances caused by the Madness are already being looked into. But more problems are sure to arise soon enough."
"Indeed…"
"Is something bothering you Lisa-Chan?" Lord Death asked as he sat his tea cup down on the table.
"Is it that obvious?"
"No…not really, but you can tell me if you want."
"It's nothing… just something that happened when I was in the desert."
"What do you mean?"
"When I first came into sight of Death Vegas, I fell into some sort of illusion. Some creature was trying to devour me; I assume that the creature was an illusion of what the Kishin looks like."
"Were you harmed?"
"No… I realized what was going on and I broke the illusion easily."
"Well…That's good."
"Yeah…"
"Is it bothering you that much?"
"It isn't the illusion that bugs me… it was the feeling that I got from the Madness wavelength. It was… I don't even know how to describe it… it was just so heavy and menacing."
"That is the power of the Madness; it will drive someone to their end before they even realize what is happening to them."
"True…"
"Are you sure that you're alright?"
"I am perfectly fine… don't worry about me Shinigami-Sama. I'm tougher than I look."
"Ok then…"
"Good-bye Lord Death…" Lisa said as she stood from the floor.
"Good-bye to you too… As soon as any missions come in I'll make sure that you know about them."
"Alright… thank-you."
Lisa left the Death Room to return to her apartment, she felt a bit better after talking with Lord Death. But she also felt a bit guilty… she had only told him part of the truth. When she had been surrounded by the Madness the feeling was heavy and menacing…but there was also something else. Her Filter and Recorder wavelength helped her feel want the souls around her were feeling. She had felt the anger and malice in the Madness wavelength but there was more, hidden under the heaviness… fear, confusion, and… something else that she couldn't place. Why would she feel those emotions from a Madness wavelength? Lisa did not know.
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Far away from the DWMA in an ancient temple hidden in the snowy mountains the source of all Madness sat cowering in fear. The first Kishin Asura had fled to this temple to recover his strength. But true to his nature the paranoia had already started to plague his fragile mind. And as he sat there in the runes of the forgotten temple something happened that sent his fear and anxiety through the roof. Because of the Madness around Death City from when he was revived it was easy for people to fall into an illusion created from the Madness. The Kishin could see everything that the illusions could see… and something strange happened in one of those illusions. A young girl with red hair had fallen into one of these traps. At first it looked as though she would be devoured by the nightmare and drowned in Madness forever. But something happened. Suddenly the girl was no longer afraid of the illusion… the real Asura had seen everything that had happened to the illusion. The words that the girl had spoken rang in his ears like a blow horn.
"You don't scare me… I know that you're just an illusion. You can't harm me… I'm not afraid of you at all."
The Demon God shivered at the thought of those words, who the hell was that girl? How had she resisted the Madness? What was she? How was it possible? The questions flooded the Kishin's frightened mind and he began biting his nails in fear. This girl was dangerous. She had to be stopped. She had to be taken out. She had to be killed.
Killed Killed Killed Killed Killed Killed Killed Killed Killed Killed Killed Killed Killed Killed KilledKilled Killed Killed Killed Killed Killed Killed Killed Killed Killed Killed Killed Killed Killed Killed Killed Killed Killed Killed Killed Killed Killed Killed Killed Killed Killed Killed Killed Killed Killed Killed Killed Killed Killed Killed Killed Killed Killed Killed Killed Killed KILLED! KILLED! KILLED!
The Kishin's mouth stretched into a wide, manically grin. Oh yes, he would kill her… soon. But wait… if she could beat his illusions, then she could beat him! This new thought made the Kishin's blood run cold. What could he do? He couldn't kill her! Not yet anyways… he had to figure out why she was so strong… he had to figure out the secret behind this girl. And once he knew the secret… then he could end her pathetic existence without any fears at all.
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Done with chapter one! Yay!
Hope that you all like it alright, yeah, and nothing much actually happens in this chapter, just set up and a lot talking.
Don't worry it'll pick up soon.
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Virgo-24