Atora silenced her breathing, and got out her knife. She looked at the stainless steel blade. The wind blew and shifted her short silver hair. In the distance she saw a weird shadow. Quickly she walked towards it, but as quick as she saw it, the quicker it disappeared.

A thought popped in her head, one that wasn't hers. Silently she heard, Come to me girl. The air became ice cold. What was following her? She heard another voice. It said, Follow my voice girl.

Atora held the knife up and continued into the sea of branches. Suddenly she tripped and lost her weapon. She looked up and a man of no color stood there. His expression was blank, but to Atora he meant harm.

The man held out his hand. Atora became confused. She grabbed the man's hand. Surprisingly he helped her up. Atora looked at him, "how did you find me?"

The man touched Atora's shoulder, using his thoughts he talked to Atora, You have the same soul wavelength as me. Maybe you're the one.

Atora looked at the man. His face was bony along with his hands. He had no face. No eyes, mouth, nose, or ears. She spoke softly, "how can you hear me?"

The man replied through thought, since we have the same soul you can actually hear me. I am known as SlenderMan. Slender Man looked at the shiny knife and picked it up, were you going to kill me?

Atora grabbed the knife, "yes I was; you were the one everyone was afraid of. I figured if I took you down I could finally attend the DWMA."

What is this DWMA?

"It's a school that I've wanted to go to, but I do not have a weapon partner. I'm a meister, but I don't have a partner." Atora looked away, and put her hair behind her ears and fixed her fedora.

Slender Man felt her sorrow. What if you had a partner?

The answer was simple, "I would enroll to DWMA."

The man started to glow, and his shape shifted. His body formed the torture weapon, the infamous nine-tails whip

Atora's face started to glow with excitement she stuttered, "You're a weapon!"

Not only a weapon, but… The weapon started to glow again, he formed a double metal tipped staff, and then he formed a kilij. He formed the whip again. I am a demon weapon.

Atora smiled and picked the whip up. She slashed it at a tree and ripped the bark of the tree, "This means I can attend DWMA. I'm a meister, and now I have a weapon Shinigami Sama will let me attend for sure."

Slender Man jumped from her hand, but Atora Lord Shinigami will have me killed for sure. I have killed over 300 evil souls just to keep myself safe.

"What if I talked to him?"

Maybe… He will let me slide.

Atora smiled and looked at the stars, "You know Slender Man, You're not that bad." She through the knife into the forest and looked at Slender Man, "Do you have a home? I'm tired and school doesn't start for another five hours."

Slender Man stood up and held out his hand; Hold my hand we will be there in a second.

Atora grabbed his hand and there was a flash they appeared in a cave that had a hand carved door. He opened it and they walked in; he shut the door and lit the three candles. It was a gloomy little house with a shaggy carpet. There on a desk was a record player with three vinyls. It was all classical music.

Atora laughed, "So you like music?"

What's so funny about that?

"You don't look like the music type of guy."

Do you like music?

"Of course I do silly. Here's a good question; can you dance?"

Slender Man's cheeks turned darker, only with someone else…

"Go on put something on, anything." Atora took her trench coat off and showed off a small dress. She took her fedora off and through it to the ground.

To Slender Man she looked amazing. He had this feeling for this girl that was like no other feeling. Was it love? He played his favorite song it was slow paced but suitable for the moment. Atora was 5 foot8 inches, but she looked like a child to Slender Man's astounding 8 foot high body length. They held hands and slowly danced to the rhythm. Slender Man used his ability to show images to Atora. They were peaceful images.

"Hey Slender how old are you?"

Good question, but it might weird you out.

"Come on just tell me." She chuckled

I will become 742 years old in about four months. How old are you?

Atora smiled, "I'm 17. No where near as old as you; don't worry I like older men."

Slender Man's hands became warmer and his cheeks became dark colored again. He was blushing. Hey, um Atora do you know anybody besides Lord Shinigami?

"Yeah, why do you ask?"

Well are the people there nice? Can you tell me about them?

Atora thought about them all, "Ill tell you who I know. I don't really talk to them much, but they are considered my friends. There is my best friend Tsubaki. She is a demon shadow weapon; like you. Her meister is the assassin Black*Star. That kid thinks he's a big shot. He really makes me laugh. And my two other friends are Soul and Maka. You will probably meet them all in the morning." Atora listened to the soft sound of the cello.

The song ended and Slender Man and Atora sat down. Atora rested her head on his leg. She fell asleep and Slender Man rested his hand above her soul. He sent happy thoughts to the girl and he rested his head.

Morning came and Atora awoke suddenly she sat up and looked at the lifeless body. Slender Man had gone into some sort of mode he had no pulse and not a single heart beat. She panicked and tapped Slender's shoulder. The body jolted forward and he grabbed Atora's hand.

She shivered, "Slender its okay it's me. I thought you died on me."

Yeah I did die. That's how I sleep. I die every night to rest.

She smiled, "okay then; that isn't weird at all." She put her fedora and trench coat on, "come on man its time for school."

Slender Man nodded, hold my hand.

There was a flash and they were at the front entrance of DWMA. Atora laughed, "That little trick is starting to come in handy." They walked up the stairs and pushed open the door, "alright you got to come with me to see Lord Shinigami."

They walked into Shinigami Sama's office and standing there was the lord in person. Shinigami spoke, "Hey! Sup! Hello!"

Atora smiled, "hey Lord Shinigami. We have a new student."

"I see and who might this be? You have a very stable but deadly soul."

"This is Slender Man; he was the man in death forest. He actually is a very stable man. Oh, and guess what he's a demon shadow weapon."

"Sir are you aware that you have caught 368 souls. You are a kishin, and a very stable one in that matter. How is this so?"

Atora answered for him, "he said that he is not afraid to die. He has so many souls because he does it because everyone he has killed was evil."

"Atora, he can't become a death scythe he simply has to many souls. One witch's soul would make him corrupt."

Atora smiled, "that's fine."

Shinigami looked at the man, "Okay Slender Man, I will not have you killed. If you slip up one bit you cannot live. You are a kishin, understood?

Slender Man nodded.

Shinigami happily waved goodbye, "now don't be late for class and I will have my eye on you."