DISCLAIMER: I do not, under any circumstances, own Soul Eater.
(This is my first fanfiction :p )
The sun shone brightly upon the Nevada desert, becoming once again symmetrical with the clouds and causing Death the Kid to nearly faint from joy. But, enough of that- a man was driving on the road near Death City, and got out of the car to apply some sunscreen to ward off the heavy UVA and UVB radiation.
"Damn, this desert is sooo scorching,…" the man said, "why can't it be nice and mild like a Russian summer?"
The strange man sighed, and he got back in his car. His name was Radoslav ("Radko", for short), a Russian aerospace engineer who heard about the DWMA. He was a rather tall man in his mid-twenties, of hearty build, with piercing green eyes, dark blond hair, and a handlebar mustache. One look at him, and you could tell that he was definitely out of the ordinary.
Soon, Radko stepped yet again out of his car, but he had reached his destination. He stepped within the confines of Death City, and took a gander at all of the different people.
"Wow," he thought to himself, "this is quite a conglomeration of people. They also look to be of varying origin, as well! Hopefully, someone will strike up a conversation."
Radko then saw a few teenagers running in a certain direction, as if escaping from something. He merely shrugged off the sight and went about with his business. However, a small, dark cat with a witch's hat suddenly walked in front of him and transformed into a huma… wait… transformed into a human?
"Nyaah, who are you, handsome mister?" Blair said seductively.
Radko just stood there, stupefied at this scantily dressed buxom woman who seemed to have appeared for no reason whatsoever. Blushing slightly, he introduced himself to Blair, who then attempted to ungracefully glomp him, but he deftly dodged this action and went about his way (yet again…).
But then…
A slim, grey-haired figure clad in a lab coat, with a huge steel screw embedded in his head, walked up to Radko. This eccentrically dressed man eerily cracked a smile and started to speak…
"Oh my, looks like I ran into a new one… well, it's like I always say- they're always best when dissected freshly..."
The maddened and insane man lunged himself at Radko, who was now really weirded out by these strange happenings.
"Akh, kakaya pizdet bol…"* Radko said as he prepared for one hell of a day.
Will Radko achieve what he needs to do? What exactly is someone like Radko doing in Death City, anyways? Why is Stein suddently so fanatically insane? How can Neodymium-Iron-Boron be used as a weapon? Only time will tell…
Ah well… that's the start of this story! I plan to continue this when I have time to do so again. Until next time, see ya!
*"Akh, kakaya pizdet bol" roughly means "Oh, what a fucking pain"