Early birds chirp as the sun rose. Flowers and the grass dances along as the wind blew from the east. Children and their family shouting and laughing about in Bone City park. A grouchy 14-year-and-a-half old, not-your-average-Jane,Mardi-Carlo Ambrosia Roux who just woken up as her annoying Mad Scientist alarm clock started to laugh insanely as its small hand hits 6:00. She stretched, she squatted, she cracked a few knuckles, yawns then leaves for the kitchen. Her Weapon, Andrew Slice, was munching on his share of eggs and toast, watching a current episode of How I Met Your Meister on XYZ Family.
" Morning", greeted Slice, who still didn't take his eyes off the TV. He looks a few years older than Mardi and his weapon form is a insanely big doctor's scalpel. To tell one's truth, he wasn't originally a human to begin with. He was actually Mardi's father's normal big scalpel that was handed down to Mardi herself. Slice is almost pale as Edward Cullen in the Twilight movie, with jet-black hair worn with a even darker headband and has sterling silver eyes, wearing cute bunny pj's that was bought at a dollar store. How he can transform into a human and back, involves a sinister witch stealing the latter, a poor innocent person, and some weird looking glowing bobs of some unknown substance called souls. Long story short, the big scalpel turned human, and just like a baby, he's just trying to get used to his new surroundings for his new life before him. So far, he learned from words "Hello" to "Don't tell me what to do, jerk." Mardi also taught him how to use the potty bowl and is currently teaching him how to do sign languages in American.
"Yawn~. Bonjour". She went to the food cabinet and took a box of Charmed Chocolate Mice. Like what was mentioned before, even if she didn't look like it, she's pretty much the opposite of a normal teenage girl. Her brain contains 5% girlishness, 15% laziness, 45% teenager, and the rest of it to be that of sometimes Scientist with a Heart. Her eyes are Night-Vision Green, which is weird since she can actually see in the dark without any goggles (though she keeps them around her neck). She's of French descent from her late mother and Chinese from her long since disappeared father. Her long reddish-brown hair along with most of her body is covered in, but not entirely, worn out white bandages; that includes her neck, chest and back, stomach, arms, and left leg. What's under them was some old scars that damage her emotionally from time to time and how she got them, she won't ever tell anybody even those close to her.
"Come, we're going to school", she told Slice. Slice the Demon Scalpel looked at her with the 'But I don't want to go to school' pout which is pretty much childish of him, then again, his mental age is actually 5 years old since he turned from a cartoonish long scalpel to a living breathing human.
"But we have to. You know, to give us knowledge on Weapons like you. Except for the part that they were purely Demon Weapons and that you just happened to transform into one."
"No!" Slice pouted and turned his face away from her with repulse.
Sigh, Mardi thought. Let's see if that old hell hound collar and Nana's dog leash is still there.
In Bone City, everybody around the block started to stare at a rather odd couple: A teenage girl dressed as a hybrid of a mad scientist/mummy with a baby barf green army bag, tugging at the leash that seems to be tied to an extremely pale guy that seems to be at least 17 or 18 years old. The girl keeps trying to coax the pale guy to follow, the guy seemingly trying to fight back. When the crowd starts to whisper to each other, saying things like "Is that S&M play?" or "Those two seemed to have strange hobbies", the girl stared an irritated stare that says Do you mind? At the crowd. They quickly ignored her and her friend and started to get back on their regular conversation.
Mardi gave an agitated sigh then turns to her rebellious partner and drags him all the way to the nearby bus station for Death City. They went to a Hipster pink ticket kiosk and Mardi tied Slice to the closest bike rack just in case Slice tried to run away. It's surprising to see that the ticket man didn't mind the fact that a young girl was treating someone older than her as an abused pet.
" Excusez-moi sir, two tickets s'il vous plaît?", she asked the ticket man.
" Why certainly miss," he replied with two tickets in hand.
" Merci. Okay let's go, Slice". She turned to the bike rack but the leash tied to it seemed to be gnawed off and at the far corner, there was Slice making a break for it. Mardi calmly grabbed her backpack and grabbed a lasso with built-in cuffs.
"Oh no you don't!", she yelled at the tiny dot representing Slice and tosses the loop at him, effortlessly capturing the runaway. Slice grumbles dramatically in response on the ground. He noticed that he was glared at by Mardi, raising her hand ,and the last thing he knew before things went black was the statement, "Mahhhhhhrrr-deeeeeee Chop!"
An hour later, Mardi managed to drag her unconscious partner onto the bus. She gave the awed bus driver the tickets and places Slice on the second left red vinyl two-seater. She ruffled his onyx colored hair with mother-like affection as she read a brochure on the academy she is going to. It read with large black Gothic letters, DEATH MEISTER ACADEMY: HOW THIS WILL BENEFIT A MEISTER AND THEIR WEAPON PARTNER.
Mardi then talked to Slice mentally, I don't want to go too, Slice, but I just don't know how to deal with a insanely large scalpel that can transform into a human with very ungodly powers. We'll really need this to prevent getting me or yourself hurt; you can't really blame me for caring, do you? Mardi drew in a deep breath then exhaled. This is going to be a long day.
When the bus finally reached Death City, Mardi and the recently awoken but irritated Slice stepped out. Mardi used her free hand to reach inside her bag for the map to the Academy; her other used to hold the once-broken-but-now-repaired leash that's tied to Slice. Since Mardi doesn't really understand this town's language (She only knows English and some French), she tried to find if other people understands her. She then turns to an auburn-haired child with really pointy ears wearing a gray body suit that seems to have a gun at hip. What a weird place, thought Mardi.When do towns like this allows children to carry dangerous objects anyway? Then again, a lot of new generation meisters and their weapon partners tend to not be even older than most of the adults. She poked at the child and when she turned around, Mardi was astonished. This is no child at all. The creature mistaken for a child looked more like an adult with the wrong size proportions. She has one blue and one hazel colored eye and an elfish face. No time for elf jokes, thought Mardi, since it's obvious that she don't want to offend the creature that holds a very lethal gun that came from Star Wars. She retained her cool and asked the elf politely.
"Um, excuse me Miss, do you know where DMA is?" The elf seemed to understand what Mardi is saying, out of all the locales here.
" Oh, you two are new here, is it true?" Mardi nodded, mentally thanking the lord for bringing her a translation messiah.
"Well..", the elf continued," if you want a short cut to the Academy, you'll have to first go straight up until you hit Death Valley Avenue, then turn left at when you see Uncle Joe's Coffee shop, then right ahead at Death Square...(almost 30 minutes later...) and finally up the extremely long stairs which will unmistakably take you to the Academy." She stopped for a quick breath.
" Will that be all?", the elf asked.
" Why thank you...uh...", Mardi trying to guess the elf's name. The elf simply smiled.
" I am Captain Holly Short of LEP. I'm only here since I have to help out a young prodigy recover another one of his blasted inventions (made by fairy technology) stolen by criminals who plan to use it for their own evil purposes and all", Ms. Short chatted.
Mardi just wanted to blurt out "I just wanted to ask for directions, not get involved in someone's chitchat", but she acted calm and stuffed all that frustration in a cookie jar in the imaginary corner of her brain.Slice was just standing around, looking like an idiot, so he wouldn't have to actually listen to the elf's story. Mardi wants to end the conversation as quickly as possible but she also doesn't want any grudges against herself. She smiled awkwardly at Holly, pretended to look at her watch, and said ", Well, look at the time! Slice and I have to get going now. So, pretty much à tout à l'heure
' to you and thanks for helping us out."
She grabbed Slice by the hand and waved the elf goodbye, who just waved back, and ran with him all the way to the Academy. They stopped for a short breath by the big stairs, relaxing their muscles for a while. Mardi took a water bottle from her bag and drank some from it. She offered some to Slice and he gladly took it.
" Slice is... very annoyed by Mardi, today", Slice said. That's as close as Slice could say in a sentence which is obvious that he can be that serious. Mardi hided her face that is painted with shame.
"But since school is important to Mardi, Slice guessed that Slice will go to school too." He looked at Mardi with a slight smile which would melt any woman's heart with the exception of Mardi of course, but it did have an affect that made the latter smile a little.
"Well, since all of that has been cleared, let's get going." Mardi and Slice then headed for the Academy.