Meet your new professor, Dr. Perish.

•Name: Rabecca Perish. (duh)

•Age: 25 - Born: May 17, 1983

•Height: 5'2 - Weight: 124 lbs

•Weapon type: Death Scythe

•Relationship Status: Single (ofc)

•Appearance: • Long wavy/straight dark brown - almost black - hair with two strips of grey in the front. • Pale skin that is cold to the touch. • Multiple stitches all over her body, along with an eyepatch from her many "experiments" • Navy blue lifeless, dull eyes • Stitched labcoat that always has a full pack of cigarettes in the top left pocket with a scalpel. A knee-length, flowy, violet v-neck dress paired with shiny, black heels.

•Background: When Rabecca was at the innocent age of 6 her parents had started arguing everyday. Sometimes her parents would get so angry and take it out on her which caused the young child to coupe up in her room. Given she was only a child she never considered harming herself, so she took as much anger a 6 year old could have and snuck a sharp knife from the kitchen and began cutting open her stuffed animals. As Rabecca had reached the age of 8 she grew bored of stuffed animals and went the wrong way turning her plush bears and cats into actual living animals.

She always got a thrill when dissecting these interesting creatures, but like all things you would usually do everyday, she also got bored of that by the age of 10. Instead of finding something new to experiment on she turns to her self. Wondering how legs, arms, necks, and eyes functioned, she had dark thoughts of using her own young body as if it were a science project for school. Considering her mother was a nurse, she snuck a scalpel, needle, cotton, anesthetic numbing cream, and stitches into her bedroom while her parents were at work.

She figured she'd start at an area that no one would notice and started with her stomach. As time went by and the seasons changed she worked her way down to her legs without her parents noticing. When she entered Junior High at the age of 12 she starting noticing how she was different from everyone else. Not because of all the stitches and scars she's inflicted upon herself, but because she had this strange feeling in the pit of her gut that she was something else along with being human.

She got picked on and bullied a lot throughout Junior High and one day she snapped. She found herself on top of someone after they had shoved her into a locker and joked about how much of a freak she was. Her breathing heavy and her dark brown -almost black- long hair covering her ragged face as the person underneath her, eyes wide and jaw agape, looking terrified of what they are now whitnessing. Rabecca had managed to turn her arm into a long curved blade that was navy blue with white dots along the edge.

She noticed through her hair that the person underneath her was staring at her arm so she slowly lifts her head to see the scythe. She smirks and slowly gets off of her fellow classmate, eyes glued to her arm and chuckles. 'How interesting.' she thought as she walks out of the school having all the teachers rushing towards the child she left behind screaming in fear.

After some time had passed after discovering what she was, she figured she could use it for her own good and went searching for things to have fun with. She found her first kid him and had no problem killing it and collecting it's soul. She found them intriguing, and one by one she collected more as the days passed. By the age of 16 she had collect 99 kishin souls and wanted more of a challenged. She wondered around Death City and and found the one thing she was searching for. A witch. Being the fast paced person she was, she ran quick and attacked. Soon after a long -but not as tiring- battle, she had defeated the witch and grinned. "Now I wonder.. would this taste better than all the other ones i've had?" she asked herself in a low voice grinning wider. She shrugs and doesn't hesitate gulping it down.

Soon after she felt the atmosphere shift and lights blink all around her. She felt strange and her stomach tightening in knots as she felt something happening. She turned her arm into a scythe only to find out that it was no longer just an ordinary scythe, but now it was a Death Scythe. She's only read about it in books and blinks a few times. Grinning, she observes the sharp objecting and giggles noticing how much bigger and sharper it is.

After a few more years pass and she decided to follow her mother's foot steps and goes to college wanting to become a nurse as well. After a couple years being 24, and close to graduating college, one day she was noticed by someone she's never seen before. She shrugged it off and walked away not noticing them staring at her. Later on that week she was walking down the cobblestone streets with her hands behind her head and heard whispering about another Death Scythe in town, and how it's been there for a few years now. She smirks and doesn't notice someone coming up behind her. She jumps at the feeling of a large handing touching her shoulder. Turning around, she notices a tall, tan, red headed figure in a black suit standing in front of her.

May I help you?" she asks looking at the person boredly through her one eye. The figure standing in front of her chuckles and bends over so it could get a better view of her and smiles. Rabecca notices the man getting closer and takes a small step back, hands in her stitched and ragged lab coat with no reaction on her face. "Hello there, my name is Spirit Albarn. I heard about another Death Scythe aside from my self was in town from my boss and I just had t see for myself if it was true or not. Mind showing me, Rabecca?" he smirks seeing her face contort into one of confusion.

"How do you know my name, and who is this 'boss' of yours?" she asked in a monotone voice, shifting from one hip to the other and crosses her arms over her chest. "Well. My boss is Lord Death. I work for him up at the DWMA. Y'know, the Academy for beginner weapons and meisters. He knows all about you given he can see all over the town and has spotted you and noticed what talent you have. Say, do you happen to be a doctor or something?" he asks spontaneously after his long introduction. "I suppose so, yes. I'm a nurse. Why do you ask?" Rabecca replies, taking a cigarette out of her pocket along with a lighter and lights it, breathing in the nicotine and blowing it out in the cold, crisp air.

"Well. I was asking because you remind me of a professor at the DWMA who would call himself a "mad scientist"", Spirit says using air quotes and chuckles nervously, "he– we are in need of a nurse assistant for him up in the infirmiray, and also in need of an assistant professor because we lost one recently. ". That had grabbed Rabecca attention. 'A job as a nurse and a professor? Hell yeah. ' she lifted a brown and turned her gaze towards the fall, slender man in front of her. "Sure. I'll do it. Under one condition. " she says smiling wide. Spirit looked confused and slowly answered, "What is your condition?" he asks. "I get to dissect you. " Rabecca says in a low voice, mouth widening in a maddening smile and laughs hysterically .

Spirit's eyes widen and scratched the back of his neck nervously. 'Man she's just like him. ' he looks at her and chuckles lightly as her laughter died down. "I'm only kidding, dear Spirit." she says and her face goes back to a bored expression. "Alright then. Let's have you meet Lord Death." Spirit says smiling and heads to the DWMA with Rabecca in tow.

End of introduction! I hope you all enjoyed and I will update whenever I can. I'm sorry if i made any mistakes or it doesn't sound as interesting. I promise to try my best to make this story as good as possible. Until next time.. peace! 3