Prologue:
The young girl sat down on the bed in her new apartment with a thud, her snow white, knee length hair that framed her porcelain face and was pulled into two high twin tails swept down, nearly touching the floor as her black-stocking clad legs dangled off the edge . She sighed as her ruby red eyes looked around at the bare-walled, scarcely furnished room. All that was in her room was a dresser, barely filled with clothes (having not been given enough time to pack, ugh), a twin sized bed, and a small nightstand with a blue reading lamp on it.
"Lord Death told me this was kind of short notice, but I didn't expect this." The girl muttered, thinking of how one day, she had been attending her regular classes at the DWMA (Death Weapon and Meister Academy), and trying to find a weapon to pair with (after her last partner, Riko had fallen victim to the madness wavelength), and the next, she had suddenly been asked by Lord Death to take part in a special mission.
The girl was to locate the Weapon who, according to Azusa, (one of the Grim Reaper's Death Scythes, who was amazingly clairvoyant), was currently living in the small town of Amoris, and take them as her new partner. The only thing she knew about the person in question, was that they were male, and around the same age as the snowy haired girl, making them around the age of 16.
The young girl yawned, laying back on the bed and stretching her arms outward, her small hands, encased in black lace wristlets, brushing the wall.
"Well," the red eyed girl half-sighed, "I better inform Lord Death that I've arrived." She said, sitting up and reaching for her backpack at the end of the bed. She unzipped the back pocket and rummaged around for a bit until finally pulling out a medium sized mirror.
The girl took a deep breath before exhaling onto the mirror, leaving its surface fogy.
"Alright, Just write in the Death Room's number." She said to herself. The girl then began writing numbers on the mirror's surface while saying, "Forty-two, Forty-two, Five-Sixty-four, whenever you want to knock on Death's door."
Just as she finished writing, the surface of the mirror rippled, like a drop of water slipping into a clam pool of liquid. The mirror glowed dimly for a moment, before and image appeared. What was on the surface or the mirror, was a dark, shadowed form, its face being covered by a mask that looked like a cartoon image of a human skull.
The shadowed figure spoke first, its voice surprisingly different from what you would expect the Grim Reaper to sound like, "Ah, Meister Aria-Chan, good to see ya! How ya doing?" Lord Death greeted exuberantly.
Aria ignored the usual greeting and said "Lord Death, I called to inform you that I've arrived in Amoris and will begin my search for the Weapon tomorrow." She stated somewhat nervously.
Lord Death seemed to be amused by what she said, but with the mask on the only way to tell was by the sound of his voice. "Now, now Aria-Chan, there's no need to be so formal!" he said.
Aria's face heated somewhat out of her own embarrassment, and she said "Err, uh okay."
The Reaper continued, "Getting down to business, I want you to start your search at the high school, Sweet Amoris High, after school hours and on weekends, I recommend that you search in other parts of the town for the Weapon. Oh and Remember, it's always important to rest every now and then, so take it easy every once in a while!"
And with that, Lord death ended the transmission and marked the starting point of Aria's mission.