Hey everyone Riku here. I am a new user and this is my first story. I love Soul Eater so I thought 'why not start here' so here I am with SE: Join the DWMA? Death the Kid's generous offer?. Good AND bad reviews are both accepted. please R&R. Also WordPad (the document I'm typing on) doesn't have auto correct or spell check so there are bound to be errors but I'll try not to let them pass.
Disclamer: I DON'T own Soul Eater (why!)
"Hey Greg?" A young boy around 14 asked. He had dark brown hair and matching eyes. He was wearing a blood red shirt underneath a jet black jacket, black pants, and black shoes.
"Yeah Sampson?" A voice called from the black and red trident in his hands.
"Can we call it a night. I'm wiped." Sampson said tiredly and letting out a huge yawn. A bright light enveloped the weapon and it flew from his hands and Greg transformed back into a human. He was a little shorter than his meister at about 5" 4' with black hair and red eyes. He wore a white shirt with three black stipes on the sleeves, long black pants with three white stripes on the sides, and black shoes.
"Sure, why not, I'm a little tired myself." Greg said stretching. The two had met a year and a half ago and when Sampson learned that Greg was a weapon he offered a partner up and they were inseperable ever since. The only problem was the fact that they weren't even enrolled in the DWMA yet.
"We did a hell of a job though right" Sampson said. They both took a look around the little training ground they set up and saw some trees with large holes in them, a few trees didn't even exist any more,walls that crumbled down to rubble, and burn marks on anything else.
"Hey, you sure about not joining the DWMA Sampson we might get in trouble." Greg said.
"Positive. I told you, mama says my 'father' works there and with that cheating bastard around I ain't gonna be going there anytime soon." Sampson said making a disgusted face at the mention of his father. (A/N: Virtual cookies to whoever guessed Sampsons 'father' right here)
Suddenly an ear-piercing screech was heard followed by the sound of gunshots. Both boys turned in the direction they heard it from.
"What the hell was that!" Sampson yelled. He looked around for the source of the noise when out of nowhere a tall, thin, black skinned creature ran up to him and raised its claws to attack.
"Shit! Watch out!" Greg screamed transforming back into a trident and blocking the attack. the creature backed up a bit and ran foward again.
"Nice timing." Sampson said and blocked the next attack.
"Well I try." Greg said and Sampson swung him around and speared the creatures' arm. It let out a howl of pain but recovered quickly.
"Come on Greg, we ain't gonna win like this." Sampson smirked
"Right let's go" Greg said.
"Tamashī no kyōmei!" The two yelled together. The trident glowed brighter and brighter untill the tips became 2x larger. Sampson spun it around and pointed it at the creature. The light shattered and revealed a glowing, ocean blue, trident twice its original size.
"Posidens' fury!" Sampson screamed. A blue beam shot from the trident and hit the creature straight in the chest. It let out a blood curdling scream and its body dissapeared leaving behind a floating, bright red, soul. (A/N: See what I did there)
"So it was a Kishin" Sampson said as he eyed the floating soul.
"Whatever the hell it was." Greg said partially transforming and reaching out to the soul. "It put up a good fight...so what do I do with this?"
"Mama would tell me stories of the DWMA and how weapons are supposed to eat the Kishins soul." Sampson said matter-of-factly.
"I'm supposed to eat these things?" Greg asked. He sniffed the soul "No smell," he licked it. "No taste...well down the hatch-"
"Hey you two!" Avoice called out. The two looked up to see a kid on a floating skateboard with a skull logo and three white stripes on the left side of his hair. He floated down to them and they noticed he had twin pistols in his hands."how'd you find that soul?" he gestured to the red orb in Gregs' hand.
"If you mean the Kishin we killed it." Sampson said.
"You...killed it?" The kid said confused.
"Yeah." Greg said "I'm Greg the weapon." he shook the kids hand.
"And I'm Sampson the meister." Sampson shook his hand as well.
"Well then I'm Death the Kid, but please, call me Kid." Kid said smiling. His guns transformed revealing two young girls.
"Hey I'm Liz." The taller one said "And that's my younger sister Patty." At the mention of her name the younger blonde smiled and waved at the two. They politely waved back to them both.
"So are you two from the academy I haven't seen you before." Kid asked.
"No, actually, we aren't we were just finishing our training exercise when that Kishin thing attacked us." Greg said
"Well seeing as how you killed the Kishin and not me." Kid said "I am in no place to claim its soul. you may have it."
"Thanks." Greg said and he ate the soul.
"If I may...why is it you aren't in the academy" Kid asked.
"Well mama told me my, ugh, 'father' works there and I don't feel like being anywhere near the ass." Sampson said putting air quotes around the word father.
"Really." Kid said "So who is your father"
"Spirit Albarn" Sampson replied with a cold stare.
Preview: next chapter
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Me: OH PLOT TWIST! Spirit needs to stop being a womanizer, hehe ;)
Sampson: So you finally got to work on uploading this huh.
Me: Shut up.
Greg: but dude you wrote this a while ago.
Me: SHUT UP! It's only been like a week since I wrote it on paper and I needed to finish the actual episode/story idea I had.
Sampson & Greg: whatever. -unimpressed stare-
Me: Yeah, yeah, hey go get set for the next chapter I'm almost done writing it.
Sampson: OK sure. Hey, anyone whose reading this, there is a review button down there and Riku wants you to use it
Greg: Yeah so come on, push it and make our author happy so he continues the story.
All: SEE YA NEXT CHAPTER!
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