SE: Same Story,New Path
Author's Note: I was super bored one day and started drawing. During this point, I also started developing OCs. From then, in my mind developed a story and here it is. The kishin has been defeated, peace has returned to Death City, and the members of Spartoi have grown up and begun leading their own lives. But times can only be so peaceful when bits of insanity still roam the Earth.
Disclaimer: I don't own Soul Eater, however, I do own the OCs that will be making a major appearance in this fic! Check 'em out on Deviant Art ;)
Chapter 1: Introductions Please
This path had never been a safe one. You had to be insane to go such a way… in fact, insanity was the cause of this. The cause of those horrific murders. Such innocent beings didn't have to die, but it was so easy. They were so easy to manipulate and capture. And those souls were so sweet. Innocence has such a tantalizing taste. It was hard to fight it. However, was anything ever worth being chased down but other demons? Ducking around a corner, into an alley way, the soon to be full-fledged kishin leaned against the wall, cradling the newest soul in his clawed grasp, looking at it with anxious eyes.
He wasn't certain as to when Shibusen had started sending demons after kishins, but he was filled with enough fear to want to escape. Clutching tighter to the crystal blue glowing orb in his hands, the kishin felt a strange feeling go through him. With this soul, he could absorb it and lose any form of fear. He could become something stronger than anything Shibusen could send his way. Fear was a weakness and he needed to be rid of it. He was the one to be feared!
"There you are." Stiffening, his gaze slowly went skyward and fear shot through him at the glint of a sharp toothed grin directed at him from above. "Hand over the soul, Freddy."
"Go to hell!" In a swift motion, he shoved the soul into his mouth and swallowed. He ran a safe distance as an overwhelming feeling of power started to surge through his body. "You Shibusen bastards won't take me!" he screamed, cackling loudly as he watched his fingers turned to long blades. The figure above him didn't move, but his smile had faded and his red eyes became more evident in the darkness.
"This bastard's chosen his path…" His gruff voice muttered, standing up straighter than his once slouched posture had allowed.
"The sicko stalks kids, uses magic to haunt their dreams and kill them. He deserved to die way before taking that soul." Another voice answered in obvious disgust. Freddy stiffened and let out a low growl, getting into a defensive stance as a figure jumped down from a high perch, landing with cat like ease in front of him. "You crossed the wrong man's path tonight, ya sick fuck." Without thinking, Freddy lunged forward, swiping his bladed fingers at the new comer, only for the male to move out of the way with ease and bring his elbow down into his back with a painful crunch. "HAHA! Idiot doesn't know who he's messing with!" A new set of feet landed in front of the disoriented kishin and he slowly lifted his eyes to meet with crimson red.
"In the name of Lord Death, we're here to take your soul." Came an icily smooth voice.
"Freddy Kruger, your ass is mine!" Cackled the other voice.
"YOU'LL NEVER HAVE MY SOUL!" One swift motion, and it had ended almost as quickly as it had started. Eyeing the floating red soul, the louder of the two men took it into his grasp and frowned slightly.
"Doesn't look anything like any kishin soul I've ever seen…" he muttered. "What d'you think, Soul?" He turned his attention to the scythe in his gasp and released his grip as the weapon glowed and swiftly turned back into a white haired young man with crimson eyes. His bored gaze landed on the soul and he frowned slightly.
"Might have something to do with his magical abilities." He answered, giving the soul an experimental poke. "We'll take it back to Shinigami to check out. Let's get going. We can probably make it home by sunrise." He said, shoving his hands into his pockets. His companion looked down at the soul in his hands once again before shrugging and walking along side his friend.
"What's the hurry? Didn't you see that bar we passed up the street? Let's get a few beers before we head home!" The azure haired meister announced, slinging an arm around his companion. "Yet another mission we've been sent together on as a team that we're coming back successful. I mean, years ago I couldn't even wield you without getting screwed up!" His friend gave him a wary look.
"Honestly Black Star, while it is something to celebrate, I'd like to make it home alive. I'm the one that'll be driving back." At this, the meister pursed his lips and stood straight. "Besides, I'm sure Tsubaki is waiting up to make sure you're home safe. I know she hates you going on missions without her." At this, Black Star straightened and shoved his hands into his own pockets, looking up at the night sky.
"I'm not a reckless kid anymore, y'know. Tsubaki has a lot of faith in me, my abilities, and maturity. I'm a bushin! I've surpassed anything I need to surpass and more." Soul glanced at his long time friend and allowed a faint smile to cross his face. They really had come a long way. They weren't kids any more. They were far from it as a matter of fact. Black Star had his own little fan club since hitting puberty and the newest arrivals at Shibusen always seemed to take to trailing after either the assassin or Soul himself for quite some time until Maka scared them straight or Kid made an appearance. Black Star remained oblivious or didn't entertain the attention for several reasons most of the time. Maturity hit him hard in some aspects.
"Alright, you win." Black Star blinked and looked at him in confusion, clearly lost in his own self praise and forgetting the previous discussion. "We can go check out that bar, but you pay for the hotel tonight." A wide grin crossed the assassin's face and he nodded enthusiastically.
"Hell yeah!"
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She never thought she'd see the day where her weapon would have no choice but to go on assignments without her. They had been partners for far too long and when it came down to the fact that not only would he be going on an assignment to collect a kishin soul without her, but with someone who at one point couldn't even lift him from the ground, well, Maka Albarn couldn't help but to feel some anxiety. Her best friend, Tsubaki, had encouraged her that everything would be fine, but she was always the optimist.
The two women had entertained themselves with conversations, snacks and movies after the departure of their partners and in the middle of the night, Tsubaki made her trek back home in the company of Blair, who was off to visit the fish merchant. When Maka awoke, she smiled when she felt a familiar presence next to her. Sitting up slightly, she looked over her shoulder at the snoring white haired male she had known since she was twelve. No longer the lanky teenager he once was, Soul 'Eater' Evans had grown into all his features once hitting adulthood. While his chest wasn't as sculpted, it was still defined with the everlasting scar straight down it. He was sprawled on his side of the bed in his boxers and mouth hanging open. He looked as though he had stumbled in and simply dropped into bed. He must have come in very late for her to not have woken up to his return. Reaching over, she brushed some of his messy hair from his face, earning a tired moan in return.
"Why're you awake?" his tired voice drawled out before he opened an eye and looked at her drearily. Smiling slightly, the sandy haired meister moved to cuddle against the man beside her.
"I guess I can't sleep properly unless I know you're home. When did you get in?" she asked. Soul yawned widely, wrapping an arm around her shoulders.
"A couple hours ago. Black Star and I have a soul to present to Shinigami… It's kinda weird lookin' and didn't look too eatable." Maka looked at him curiously. Propping herself onto her elbow, she fixed him with a serious look. Soul looked back at her with a raised eyebrow and tired eyes. "What?"
"Where is the soul?" she asked, earning a miserable groan.
"Black Star took it to Shibusen." He answered with a shrug. "He had so much pent up energy when we got back to the city I told him to drop it off so I could go to sleep." He explained.
"What?" Maka's face dropped. She would have liked to see the soul for herself. "Well, what was it like?"
"I dunno, Maka. It was like other kishin souls, just rotten lookin' I guess. Listen, I'm beat. We went to this bar and-" He froze in mid sentence and Maka's eyes narrowed dangerously.
"A what?" Sitting up swiftly, Soul inched away.
"Hey now, what did the doctors say about stress!" he announced, but that didn't stop the swift Maka chop that had been waiting for him.
"Don't bring my condition into this! What're you and Black Star doing partying when you should be reporting back! I can't believe you two!" Maka screeched. "And you're supposed to be adults! What kind of father do you expect to be if you can't even follow a mission properly?" Soul glared at her, holding his hands defensively in front of him.
"Maka, I'm 21 years old! I'm gonna have moments of relapse where I wanna have fun! Gimme a break!" he yelled and looked down at her swollen abdomen, reaching over and touching it gingerly. His expression softened significantly. "Besides, I highly doubt me going to the bar is going to affect this kid as much as if you were to go." Maka pursed her lips but didn't argue. She placed her hand over top of his. She and Soul may have jumped into marriage, much like her own parents had, and a child was definitely the last thing they had expected so soon, but she was certain they would get through this together.
They weren't the only ones going through this after all.
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Tsubaki smiled fondly at Black Star whom she was sitting across from. The two of them were sitting on the living room floor, Tsubaki propped up with pillows behind her and legs crossed while Black Star rested his hands on her belly and concentrated. When he had gotten home, she was still awake, unable to sleep due to the continuous movements of the energetic being inside of her, so he took it upon himself, as he had done a lot lately, to put her at ease. Eyes closed, he focused his energy to her body. Feeling the warming sensation go through her, Tsubaki cocked her head to the side as the baby's constant movements slowed. She herself was starting to feel at ease as well as Black Star slowly opened his eyes and a wide grin spread triumphantly across his face.
"Black Star Sleep Wave complete." He said in a triumphant whisper and beamed at the woman across from her. "This kid is gonna be a real show stopper." He informed, leaning in and kissing her belly.
"Gets it from her papa I suppose." Tsubaki answered with a laugh, rubbing the small baby bump that showed under the shirt she was wearing, which happened to be Black Star's. Black Star rubbed her belly fondly.
"There you go with that girl talk again. I'm certain it's a boy in there wearing you out!" he said. Tsubaki rolled her eyes but continued to smile. Ever since finding out she was pregnant, Black Star had taken it upon himself to be as doting as possible. He had gone about announcing that there was another Star about to enter the world and swore upon anything that it was a boy. Another him waiting to come forth and show his own greatness. Soul had eyed him wearily when he said this the first time around and countered with an inquiry of what if the baby was a girl. Black Star ignored the statement.
With this unexpected pregnancy had also prompted getting married since her parents had questioned the young assassin's motives and whether he was simply using their daughter to revive his clan or if he would make an honorable woman of her. In his own defense, they had been engaged for some time to begin with. After all, the Great Black Star would not have anyone looking down on his partner or child at any point if he could help it. They didn't have an elaborate wedding, but Black Star wanted to give her some of the feeling of a big expensive wedding, with a white dress, large cake, and all the people she cared for most.
"Boy or girl, I just want this baby to be healthy." Tsubaki whispered. Black Star nodded silently, pushing up the shirt and kissing her stomach once again.
"Yeah." He hummed distractedly. Tsubaki ran her fingers through his hair tranquilly and watched as he ran his hands over her belly affectionately. He was the last of his clan up until this point. She was certain he was probably terrified of the concept of bringing a child into the world even if he didn't want to admit it. When her eyes fell on the golden band on his finger, she couldn't help but to grin.
"Hey, maybe we should go see my parents soon? It's been a while since they've seen us." She informed. "It'll be fun to introduce my new husband to the family." A loud laugh left Black Star as he sat up straight and grinned at her.
"Hell yeah! Whenever you wanna go just say the word." He said and stretched. "Now that the munchkin is relaxing, let's go to bed. I'm beat." He suggested, standing up and helping his wife to her feet. When she stood, he promptly lifted her from the ground and carried her bridal style to their bedroom. "You need to relax. Didn't Nygus tell you not to over work yourself?" he attempted to chastise. Tsubaki giggled and shook her head.
"Yes, but I'm certain walking to the bedroom isn't over exerting myself." She answered, tucking her head under his chin as he entered the room. Black Star wrinkled his nose in disapproval.
"Maybe not, but no wife of mine is gonna be treated like less than the goddess she is!" he declared and kissed the top of her before depositing her to the bed carefully. He stripped down to his boxers with ease before dropping into the bed and cuddling up to her. Tsubaki caught sight of the jar with a strange glowing orb in it when he tossed his bag unceremoniously into a corner of the room.
"Black Star, what's that?" she questioned. Glancing over his shoulder, the assassin frowned at the jar.
"Some freak kishin's twisted soul. I've gotta give it to Shinigami-sama later. Soul said something's not right about it." A concerned look crossed Tsubaki's face and she moved closer to Black Star when a shiver went up her spine from looking at the strange orb.
"Maybe you should have taken it before you came home… I've got a strange feeling from it." She said quietly. Glancing once again at her and then at the jar, Black Star rolled onto his side and snatched up a shirt, tossing it over top of the jar so it was out of sight, before dropping back into the pillow and closing his eyes.
"Out of sight, out of mind." He said with a yawn. He wasted no time falling asleep, one hand on Tsubaki's swollen belly, but the chain scythe felt strangely insecure knowing that strange essence was in their home. She knew she would sleep a lot better once it was in the hands of Lord Death himself.
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Golden eyes twitched in irritation at the bouncing towering shadowed being with the skull mask that was hovering over the curious little being sitting in front of him. Large hands waved about animatedly as blue eyes widened in excitement and cheery coos and giggles filled the room. Letting out a defeated sigh, Death the Kid shoved his hands into his pants pockets and wished his father would take a moment to leave the child in front of him to his own devices so they could discuss the latest development. That being Soul and Black Star's assignment. Black Star had dropped off a jar containing a strangely shaped kishin soul in it before slumping groggily off to his station for the day. "You're so cute! And those stripes in your hair make you even cuter!" Shinigami gushed at the giggling child in front of him. Kid's eye twitched further.
"Father…" He started through clenched teeth. "Can we please get back to the issue at hand?"
"Oh but Kid, look at little Liam! He looks just like you!" Lifting the child up from the floor and turning, a child with dark hair and two horizontal white stripes on the right side of his head stared at Kid with bright blue curious eyes. Staring back at the boy, Kid felt himself slowly begin to crumble. He clenched at his head and sank to his knees.
"I'm disgusting… putrid filthy garbage… not even my own son is symmetrical!" he cried, lying on the floor in a heap while tears streamed down his face. Liz and Patty absolutely adored the boy, which was expected from mother and aunt, but Kid had to come to terms with the fact that his son was practically the spitting image of perfect asymmetrical glory. He hated himself for it. Shinigami ignored his distraught son and went back to gushing over his grandson.
"What's going on here?" A female voice asked in exasperation. Still in a heap, Kid looked up at the sandy haired blonde standing over him with an expectant look. She had her hands on her hips and rolled her eyes at his pathetic state. "What happened this time? Can't remember if you folded the toilet paper again?" she asked. Kid shook his head miserably and pointed at his distracted father and baby. Liz followed his gaze and let out a defeated sigh.
"Not that again." She muttered and walked up to Shinigami, taking the baby despite the disappointed sound that left the death god. "Look at my big boy. You're the image of perfection!" she cooed, hugging the child to her happily, an excited shine in her eyes. Kid watched the entire display from his spot on the floor and without another word he stood, completely composed and walked over to the pair.
"Father and I have to talk business. Could you take Liam with you for a while?" he asked, placing a hand affectionately on the child's head. Liz considered him for a moment before nodding, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek.
"Yeah, he's due for the child care center now anyway." She answered easily, adjusting the babbling boy in her arms. "Give your boy a kiss before we go." She instructed, holding the boy out. Kid chuckled, a fond smile crossing his face as the boy reached out for him. He leaned forward, pressing his lips to the top of the child's head.
"I'll meet you and Patty when I'm done here." Liz nodded and blew a kiss over her shoulder before making her way out of the room. Letting out a sigh, Kid turned to his father who was waiting just as expectantly. "So, have you figured out what's going on with that soul they brought back?" Bouncing about animatedly, Shinigami wagged a large white finger at his son.
"Well if there is one thing we found out was that we're lucky Soul didn't decide to eat it." He answered. "It's currently in Asuza's possession and has a very strong negative wavelength."
"If that were the case, then why was it so easy for Black Star and Soul to defeat this kishin?" Kid asked.
"Simple. That kishin had witch's blood. It mostly used magic to lure in its victims through dreams and sleep walking. However, Asuza detected a hint of insanity mixed in with a kishin and witch soul. What Soul and Black Star brought back is something like we've never seen." Kid's eyes narrowed at the assumptions that were being made. He knew that his father was hinting at a potential rise to a kishin or even insanity once again.
"What are we doing to prevent whatever is trying to rise?"
"Right now all we can do is figure out how this soul became infected with so many negative sources." Shinigami answered. "Until then, I want you to enjoy your family. It won't be long before you're taking my post." Kid stiffened at this and looked at his father wide eyed.
"Not too soon I'm sure." He answered only to receive a knowing chuckle.
"Don't be so modest, Kiddo. It's time to give these positions to the young. It took me months to convince Spirit that Soul was fully capable to take over so he could go on vacation. I'm hoping you're not doubting your own capabilities as a Shinigami."
"Of course not!" Kid retorted swiftly. "I just know you're far from done with this post, Father." He answered earning a dismissive wave in response as his father went on about how he wanted to vacation and how nice it would be to have young women serving him on a beach. Kid forced a smile all the same. He knew the day would come, but at the same time, the thought of him taking over his father's post was just as terrifying a thought as Black Star being a father.
Shibusen had a lot to watch out for.
Author's Note: So here's my latest fic! HURRAY! I've been toying with this idea in my head for a while so I'm hoping its some kind of successful. Stay tuned for the offspring of Spartoi! WOOT WOOT! I'm excited to officially introduce them. I kind of have on Deviant Art so its time to put these kids in action. I'll be continuing with my FMA fic while working on this so I'm not sure of any update consistencies. Anyway, the original cast will be playing a significant role and whatnot so you'll still be seeing them mixed in with their children every so often... and i'm rambling so i'll end it here! PLEASE read and review! Reviews make the world go round and writing more fun.
