Name: Rin Hitori

Age: 15

Relatives: None that she can remember

Class: Meister

Her Weapon: Emily. for what she is...that is for another time(soon)

Personality:?

A/N: HI! continuing on from here will be the prologue. I update when I can so enjoy the story! Also this is in 1st person. If you read my other story I will still be updating that as well.

Rin's POV

'Damn it!' I thought. 'Why do they always insist on sending the annoying ones. Most of them are barely skilled enough to put up a proper soul protect. '

"Come back here Sweetie, death only hurts a little!", the witch screamed.

I knew I couldn't keep up my current speed so I guess its time to STOP! I immediately halted and waited. As soon as the witch thought she had me, the blade I had concealed pierced her in the stomach. It was a clean cut so there was no point attacking again. When will they send me a challenge!
I looked towards the katana and nodded. Emily turned back into her human form and eyed the witch soul greedily.

"Ya know Rin, witch souls taste soooooo much better than kishin eggs", Emily commented.

" I thought souls were tasteless?", I questioned.

"Normally, you would be correct, but witch souls are sour. I like sour things" she said as she switched her tone to serious only to go back to her regular self.

Emily ate the soul and followed me through the city. We kept walking till we reached...sand? I was almost positive we just came face to face with a desert. Why now? We both stopped in our tracks until I took one hesitant step forward, and Emily followed. We walked side by side for miles. I mentally cursed because it was times like this where I was forced to remember my height. -_- Oh cursed 4'11 frame. Sure, I could be shorter but it's no comfort! Emily has the personality of a young girl hyped up on sugar most of the time yet she's 5'4. This always causes me to be underestimated which can have it's benefits. God, I'm internally ranting again. Suddenly Emily stopped walking with her mouth slightly agape. I turned and saw a massive city in the middle of the desert! I couldn't help but stare. Though something seemed familiar...

"DO YA THINK!" Emily shouted at the top of her lungs.

"Yes..." I replied with a hint of awe in my voice. A few tears made their way past my eyes and down my face, while Emily was sobbing. We were
not sad by any means. We shed tears because in all of our time being pursued by witches, we heard of a place where weapons and meisters were trained and protected from witches. It was a place to call home because since the attacks Emily and I haven't found a single place willing to let us stay, but we were sure we could now. We'll have friends! This was the place we've been dreaming of for years...
THE DEATH WEAPON MEISTER ACADEMY!

"You ready?" I asked. She nodded." Let's go",I whispered.

We walked down the streets of Death City taking in every sight. I was happy. I don't remember the last time a was happy. After making our way to the heart of the city, I gazed upon the school before me. Large skulls and spikes gave the building an feel of...death? But at the same time it held so much more. We started up the stairs, they kept going and going and going and going. Until we finally reached the top where we fell on the ground without our *pant* are there *pant* so many damn st-"hello?" I heard a voice say. I looked up to see a girl my age with blonde hair pulled into pig tails.
"Are you okay?", she asked sweetly.

"Y-yes I'm fine and she's passed out", I responded glancing at Emily. " Cheesecake!" I screeched, and with that my partner woke up.

"Where's the Cheesecake!" she screamed equally loud until she realized what I'd done and simply said "meanie." I snickered because I know she always falls for my wake up call as long as I bring her favorite food into it.

"Who are you idiots?" a boy with white hair began."MAKA CHOP", the girl yelled, hitting the boy in the head with a book.

"My name's Maka and this jerk is Soul", she continued " What are your names?" she asked with a smile. Before I could even speak up Emily answered for me.

"Hi! I'm Emily and this is my meister Rin. We're being pursued by witches and would like to attend school here!" she said.'Too much information!' I thought.

"Oh, well follow us we'll take you to Lord Death." Maka replied.

"Wait" I said,"You trust us?" I was shocked how this girl immediately allowed us to see this "Lord Death"

She smiled. It seemed she understood my reasoning and responded " Yes, you see anyone who claims to be pursued by witches and asks for help has obvious reason too, and it's not really something you lie about."

We followed Maka and Soul. The boy didn't say anything after the book beating. As we walked through the hallways, I started to worry. What if Lord Death tells us to leave? What if he knows? What if they turn us over? What if he kills me for who I am? Does he know who I am? Will we be happy? Will Emily be OK?

"We're here", Soul finally spoke.

I looked at a door with a large skull on it, and under that a plaque like label that said "Death Room" . Suddenly the doors opened to reveal row upon row of guillotines. 'Yay' I thought 'This is going to be fun.' I cautiously walked down the path till Emily and I reached the end. At the end was a mirror and some silly looking guy wearing a skull mask.

"Well hello! I'm Lord Death" the silly looking man said with an even sillier voice. I almost started laughing but composed myself. Now all I have to make sure of is...

"AHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA" Emily burst out laughing, while I face palmed. To my surprise Lord Death started to chuckle too. This was going to be soooo weird. As I escaped to my thoughts I was reeled back into reality when Lord Death spoke.

"So what brings you here?" he asked, but when he spoke I froze. I could feel his eyes bore into me like there was something else he wanted to say. Then it hit me, Lord Death knows what they did to me.

A/N How'd you like it? I'm very proud myself :) Can't wait till next chapter!