This is a random story idea that I got, and just had to write. I might have a few times where I don't update right away, because it's kind of a 'write it when it comes to me' type of thing. Please don't murder me if the information is innaccurate, I'm unable to read the manga, and I'm only on episode 15 of the anime.

Summary- Rae is a new student at the DWMA. She's had a rough past, and this is her final chance for redemption. Will the students embrace her unique powers? Or will she be marked an outcast and shunned. Not to mention that Rae has little contol of her powers, despite the time she's had to practice. future Death the Kid/OC

I sigh, and look up at my new school. Al I'd ever wanted was to have some friends. But everyone had always shunned me, just because I was a bit different. Just because I couldn't control my power. I shake my head to banish the unpleasant memories, and start up the steps of the DWMA. The Death Weapon Meister Academy. This was my last option. If I couldn't work out my unique… talents here, I would be banished to the inner depths of my soul, and locked in a prison for the rest of my existence. I go up the stairs and into the DWMA, hoping against hope that I would find my redemption here.

I stare at the painting displayed at the end of the hall. I had been wondering around the school for close to an hour, trying to find the headmasters office, to no avail. No I had found what seemed to be an art gallery, and at the end of the hall was a beautiful, perfectly balanced painting of the DWMA itself. It was perfectly symmetrical, and perfectly balanced. I try to take a mental picture of the painting, to try to make a similar masterpiece later. In all my time, and all the troubles I'd been through, I'd discovered that the best way to relieve my stress was through art, but I found it difficult to get the perfect composition. But the painting I was currently looking at was perfect.

"Beautiful symmetry, no?" I jump, started at the sudden voice behind me, and turn to see a boy that looked to be only a few years older than myself.

"Uhmm… Yes. It's perfectly balanced." I stutter. The boy wore a black suit that had white blocks on either shoulder, and down the middle. His black hair hung down to is eyes, and curled up at the nape of his neck. Three black stripes stood in stark contrast to his black hair on the left side of his head. His golden eyes sparkled as he stared at the painting.

"Of course it is perfectly balanced because it is perfectly symmetrical." He says, turning to me. "I don't recognize you, are you new here?"

I nod. "Yes, I start today actually, but I can't seem to find the-"

"Oh! Who is this?" I turn to the feminine voice that had interrupted me. Two girls stood behind the boy and I, clearly sisters. They both had dirty blonde hair, the shorter of the two girls had short hair that reached her chin, and she wore poufy shorts, a small shirt that reached her ribcage and was sleeveless, a white tie, cowboy boots and a cowboy hat. The taller of the two had a shirt in the same fashion as the other girls, and wore long blue jeans, as well as cowboy boots and a cowboy hat.

The boy glances back at the girls then looks back to me. "I seem to have forgotten to introduce myself. I am Kid, Death the Kid. That is Liz," he says, gesturing to the taller of the two sisters. "And that is Patty," he says, gesturing to the shorter of the two. Patty throws a grin my direction and waves as Liz rolls her eyes and sighs.

"Kid, we're already late to class, come on." She grumbles.

Kid waves his hand dismissively. "We're fine. Knowing Dr. Stein he hasn't even noticed our absence, and is in the middle of a very gripping dissection of some poor endangered animal." He looks at me. "And you are?"

"Oh, uh, my name is Rae." I say, clasping my hands together behind my back.

"Pretty name," Patty giggles and skips over to me. "So who's class are you in?"

I dig in my pocket and pull out my transcript, unfolding it. "Uh… Dr. Stein."

"She's in the same class as us Kid!" Patty grins over her shoulder at Kid.

I look to Kid, "Uhm… Would you mind showing me the way to class?"

Kid shrugs. "Sure, why not. This way." He turns and walks down the hall. Liz and Patty stand on either side of him, keeping pace despite their differences in height. I sigh and trot after them. They hadn't noticed my power affecting them, but I had. I cross my fingers, praying there are no soul seers in the class.

"Class this is our new student, Rae Tsukane. Please welcome her." The class grumbles in response to the strange teachers questioning.I glance over my shoulder to the hall longingly. Kid had ditched me at the doorway, claiming that he absolutely refused to watch Dr. Stein destroy another perfectly symmetrical animal. I stare at the teacher who wore a white lab coat that seemed as if it had been re sewn many times. A big screw sticks out of the side of his head, and the light refracts off his glasses as he spins in his wheelie chair and rolls back to the partially dissected animal on the table in front of the class. He reaches up and turns the screw, causing it to click. "I believe there's an open seat next to Black Star." The teacher tells me, gesturing to the class.

"Uhmm…" I look at the class, trying to find this 'Black Star'.

"Black Star!" The teacher shouts.

A boy with spiky blue hair jerks awake and looks up from where he had been drooling on his desk. Upon spotting me he grins, and stands up, planting his hands on his hips. "YAHOO! I AM BLACK STAR! THE GREATEST ASSASSIN KNOWN TO MANKIND! YOU CAN NEVER HOPE TO SURPASS MY AWESOMNESS! I AM-" He continues shouting as the teacher talks to me over him.

"The seat to his left is open, feel free to sit there. By the way, I'm Dr. Stein."

I nod nervously and make my way to the open seat while a girl with a long black ponytail was tugging on Black Star to get him to sit down and shut up. He does, and I squeeze past him and slowly ease into my seat. The boy turns in his seat and stares at me.

"Uh… Can I help you?" I ask, nervously tucking one side my hair behind my ear.

He shakes his head. "I'm trying to determine if you are worthy to bask in the glory of a star such as me." A book lands on his head from the row behind us. "OW!" He yells, turning to glare at a girl with dark blonde pigtails.

"Don't be rude Black Star!" she scolds, and turns to me, a grin on her face. "Hi, I'm Maka, and this is Soul." She gestured to a boy sitting next to her, right behind me who had his feet up on the desk. The boy, Soul, lowers his feet and leans forward, grinning at me.

"Hey." I smile weakly, startled by his sharp teeth, and stark white hair.

Maka squeaks, and I look at her nervously. Soul looks to Maka.

"What's the matter Maka?"

She shakes her head, "Oh, it's nothing, Dr. Stein just pulled out the intestines of whatever creature that is, and I was startled is all."

I smile weakly, and turn around to face the front of the room. I didn't believe her story. Firstly because the teacher was just now pulling out the intestines of the creature on the dissection table, and secondly because she had been staring at me her face paler than the dead.

She was a soul seer. And I wasn't just guessing either. Because of what I am, because of WHO I am, I can spot a soul seer when they try to look at someone's soul. And this girl, Maka, has just seen my soul. Her eyes had dimmed, before refocusing, a bright blue light glowing deep in her pupils.

I hear her whispering furiously to Soul, who was apparently her partner. I close my eyes, focusing on their conversation, while trying to suppress the conflicting souls inside of me.

"She has to be a Kishin egg Soul!" she whispers furiously. "There's no other explanation!"

"Then why are we still alive? Kishins have to EAT souls, not absorb them Maka. You know this." The boy says, obviously bored.

I shove down the blue haired boys soul, as it demands to be brought forward and punish the girl, Maka, for unjustly accusing me of becoming a Kishin, and focus on their conversation. Thankfully, the curse I had been born with also had benefits. Like superior senses for example; which was why I could easily hear the whispered conversation behind me.

"I don't know!" Maka whispers furiously. "But she's dangerous! We have to destroy her before she gets any more of us!"

"More?" Soul whispers sighing.

"Yes! She already has Kid, Liz and Patty! Why else would I be able to see their souls inside her?"

"What?" Soul grumbles. "Even Black Star and I couldn't beat Kid. There is no way she could have beaten him."

"I'm telling you Soul, she's a monster! Her soul has to be a Kishin egg, if she's not already a Kishin!"

"You're charging ahead without thinking again." Soul grumbles.

I bite my lip furiously. The guy that had led me to this class, Kid, apparently had extreme OCD, and it was taking everything in me to not rip at my hair to make it symmetrical. I force myself to slowly, casually, reach up and tuck the other side of my hair behind my ear, thus satisfying the OCD impulse. '

"If you won't do anything, I will!" Maka whispers behind me furiously. I ear scribbling, then a paper airplane floats down and lands on the desk in between Black Star and the girl with the long black ponytail. The girl glances back at Soul and Maka before picking up the paper and carefully unfolding it.

I watch her out of the corner of my eye and see her glance up at me slowly, face pale, before she looks back down at the paper and taps Black Star on the shoulder. He jerks up, and wipes drool off his mouth as he looks at the girl.

"What Tsubaki? I was in the middle of becoming a god f gods!" He whispers furiously.

She cocks an eyebrow at him curiously and hands the note to him. Black Star skims over the note and looks to me in shock. I look away and twirl my hair around my finger, trying desperately to ignore the eyes boring into me, and the conflicting souls inside me.

"What are we going to do?" I hear a voice ask. I assume it is Tsubaki.

"I don't know. We need to catch it off guard." Maka whispers.

I clench my fist under the desk, and my nails cut into my palm. Now I wasn't even a person? Just an 'it'?

"We can ambush her right after everyone else leaves. She'll have to talk to Dr. Stein after class anyway." Tsubaki whispers. I decide I may like Tsubaki. At the very least, her soul was causing the least amount of trouble. "Maybe in the hall?"

I notice Black Star shake his head. "No good. It'd have room to escape."

"Why don't you guys just talk to her?" I hear Soul ask. I add him to my list of the few people in this school that I may like.

"It's a Kishin!" Maka whispers furiously. "We can't TALK to it!"

"After class." Tsubaki whispers. "Dr. Stein can stay and help if we have any trouble."

"Good idea Tsubaki!" Maka whispers. I can hear the grin in her voice.

I clench my fist harder and feel blood begin to run through my fingers under the desk. Was I to have no peace? It would be hard to make a new start if I was attacked almost immediately. Especially with all the conflicting souls inside of me. I try to calm down, but the piece of Black Stars soul bounces around furiously inside of me, fueling my anger.

"That's all for today class. You're dismissed." Dr. Stein says in the front of the room. The class stands and rushes out of the room, a few people looking a bit green from the very detailed dissection of whatever type of creature it was. Everyone except Maka, Soul, Black Star, Tsubaki and I.

Thanks for reading! Reviews are always appreciated. ^^