Note to readers: I'm currently working on redoing this chapter, so I suggest just skipping to the 2nd. The first chapter only gives a brief introduction to the main characters and then brings in another one, Renee.
"I just...don't know if I can do it, Veronica." A feminine voice said, slightly above a whisper. You could barely make out the outline of its owner, who seemed to be moving things into a suitcase for packing. Beside her was another, taller form, who also was moving things into what appeared to be a bag.
"Why do you say that?" The form, Veronica, asked. "It's the fact that I am supposed to entrust my life to a person that I barely know, almost as soon as I arrive at the school. Then, I am expected to work with and defend this person." The first girl answered. "What if I don't even like them? Or, worse, what if they don't like me?" She continued, in a worried tone.
"Bonita, I'm sure you'll be fine. You're worrying waayyyy too much about this." Veronica replied, zipping her suitcase up and taking it off of the bed. "Plus, it's not like you have a choice in the matter. You're going to DWMA weather you want to or not, so you might as well stop fretting about it." She said, looking over at the other girl, Bonita, who was still packing. "The more you worry, the less you'll wanna go." Veronica added, grabbing a few things out of Bonita's suitcase and then folding them.
"Yeah, you're right. Of course you're right." Bonita replied in almost a mutter, allowing Veronica to add the clothes she had folded into her bag. "You're ready to go, right?" Bonita asked, flipping off a lamp that the pair had turned on as a source of light to pack. Veronica nodded in the darkness and waited for Bonita to grab her suitcase before walking out of the hotel the pair had stayed in overnight.
They soon found themselves awaiting the bus that would carry them to their new home in Death City, and into many new adventures. The thought both excited and scared them both, but there was no turning back. Their parents had already made the arrangements to have them transported to Nevada, and they already had an apartment waiting for each of them.
"Veronica?" Bonita asked, turning toward her taller companion, "This is totally random, but, would you mind transforming? It'll only take a second, I swear." Veronica sighed, setting her bags down on the ground and smoothing her hair down. She straightened up, and then shut her eyes.
In a sudden flash of light, Veronica's body had morphed into a sliver of silver, glowing brightly in the dark night, and twisted and turned its way into Bonita's outstretched hands. In a few more moments, the glow ceased, leaving Bonita holding the girliest looking chainsaw on Earth. It was striped all the way down from the tip of the blade to the hilt in every color of the rainbow. Each link of the chain encircling it was a different color, matching the stripe that is was lined up against. Bonita grinned to herself and grabbed it with both hands, slashing it through the air.
"So, I can still use you, huh?" She asked. The upper part of the blade rippled silver, and Veronica's face appeared as a reflection with a small smile on her lips. "Yeah, apparently." Veronica replied, turning herself on and making her chains whir. Bonita smiled and swung with the chainsaw again, at open air.
"Veronica, when we get to DWMA, will you let me see if I can be your meister?" Bonita asked, after murdering hordes of invisible bad guys using Veronica. Veronica turned herself off, and changed back to human form. She looked down at Bonita, considering her offer. After a few moments, Bonita added, "It would take away from the stress of having to find a real meister. Plus, we can function well enough. If I get hurt, I can always just switch to weapon mode and then you can fight using me."
Veronica scratched her head, shifting her trademark puffy hat over to scratch underneath it. "Well...wouldn't we still be weaker than the other teams? I've heard of other weapons being able to wield each other, but its never as effective as a meister-weapon team." she said, frowning.
Bonita shook her head. "I've never heard of that. Even if it were true in the beginning, we'd practice enough to close the gap." Veronica sighed, looking away from Bonita and down the street. She spotted the bus, slowly chugging along towards their way. "You've gotta remember, Bo, that I'm lazy." she said, picking up her bags. "Training isn't and will never really be my kinda thing."
Bonita frowned and bent over to pick up her own luggage. Veronica watched her and sighed again. "Okay, fine. I'll think about it. If I can't find anybody who I really want to work with, we'll talk to the headmaster guy about becoming a weapon-weapon team." she said, sounding a tad defeated. Bonita grew a wide grin and scurried onto the bus, followed closely by Veronica. they walked to the back, claiming four of the many unoccupied seats on the bus.
"Bye, New Mexico!" Bonita murmured, waving goodbye. Veronica looked at her and shook her head at her friend, but began to wave goodbye to their old state and old life with her.
"Woah." Bonita breathed, stopping dead in her tracks. Veronica stopped alongside her, her mouth hanging open as they gazed, (and gaped), at their new school.
It was certainly the oddest school building the two girls had ever seen, though the entire town was composed of the weirdest buildings they had ever seen. DWMA was like a big, spiky, castle, with huge skulls and candles protruding from the main building, and with high black towers topped with red overlooking the courtyard in front of it. The sun, big and (literally) laughing, hung close to the tips.
"So, this is our new school, huh?" Veronica asked, getting over her initial shock over the building and starting to walk again. Bonita laughed. "Yep. I like it better than our other one already." She said, grinning and quickening her pace to catch up with her friend. "It sure looks more exciting then Cherub Prep." Veronica replied.
As they approached the courtyard, groups of the new students were already bustling about, wearing "weapon" and "meister" tags, searching for their partners. Bonita gulped, following behind Veronica who lead her to the table with the name tags. A cheery looking blond woman sat at the table, and smiled at the pair as they approached.
"Hello! Welcome to Death Weapon Meister Academy! Thank you for choosing to serve in Shinigami-sama's service! Now, please just tell me if you are weapons or meisters and your names, please." Bonita gave the woman a nervous smile, cautiously eying the crowd behind her. "I'm Bonita Baca, and I'm a Demon Chicken Sickle. I can turn into one or two, if that matters." She said, turning her eyes away from the crowd and focusing on the lady as an attempt to null her nervousness.
She smiled and held out a 'weapon' name tag, which Bonita took and pinned on her shirt. "You said your name was Bonita Baca?" the woman questioned. Bonita nodded and the woman scribbled something on a list next to her. "Are you Hispanic?" She asked. Bonita smiled and nodded again. "Spanish. I'm also a fourth Chinese, explaining my weapon form." The blond woman nodded and reached out to straighten Bonita's pin, which she had put on crookedly. Bonita sheepishly smiled her thanks.
"It's a rare ability for one weapon to be able to turn into two completely separate beings. I'd love to see you demonstrate it sometime." She said, giving Bonita a bright smile then sending her into the crowd to socialize.
She then turned towards Veronica, holding her pen above the same piece of paper that she had written something on earlier. "What's your name sweetie?" She asked. "I'm Veronica Ricelli, a Demon Chainsaw." The blond scribbled something on her paper again, and then held up a 'weapon' tag, which Veronica quickly took and pinned onto her shirt. "We haven't had one of those in an awful long time. You certainly can be a very powerful Death Scythe if your meister uses you right." Veronica smiled and thanked the lady for the compliment. "Be careful of who you choose, the meisters will be all over a chainsaw." She called out to Veronica as she was walking away. Veronica gave her a nod, then set out into the crowd to find her meister.
That is, if there was one other than Bonita, she thought to herself.
If there was one thing that Bonita Baca did not like, it was a crowd. One of the many reasons that she had been scared to come to DWMA, or, what she had heard some people calling it earlier, Shibusen, was that she was basically joining an army of sorts. There were lots of crowds in an army, which made her nervous.
She had yet to talk to any meisters yet, mostly because of the fact that she didn't want to venture out on her own and look for one. So, she simply observed her surroundings quietly as she stood over in a shadow of the building.
She was noticing many things. First of all, she noticed that some people seemed to already locate their meisters, and they were headed back off to tell the blond haired lady that they had done so. She would then instruct the weapon to transform, and then the meister would try to pick them up. Some of the meisters could, which led to the lady smiling and congratulating them. Others couldn't, as they would try to lift the weapon from the ground but they couldn't pick it up, or, in some cases, touch it. Then, they would be sent back out into the crowd to find someone else.
Bonita also noticed a balcony, high above the courtyard, where people dressed in white seemed to observe the group of new students. Bonita assumed these people to be higher-ups of some sort, but they still appeared to be students, as none of them looked like true adults. She was currently watching them, as one person who appeared to have white hair was pointing at her and saying something to another person, with spiky teal hair. The teal haired person looked at her soon after, and then turned to say something back to the white haired person.
Bonita felt uncomfortable about being the topic of their conversation, so she sucked in a deep breath and decided to go out into the crowd, to actually try and find a meister. She truly didn't want too, she wanted to play meister to Veronica, but she had seen her companion already talking with a few other students, whom she assumed that her friend was considering for meisters.
Bonita scanned the crowd, looking for anyone who wasn't currently engaged in a conversation to speak with. After a few moments of looking, she spotted a girl who had hair styled similar to her own, but hers was raven black and bordered more on a mowhawk-ish style. She was standing off to the side, similar to the way that Bonita was. She seemed to be a good start, so she mustered up her courage and pushed through the crowd in her direction.
"Hey." Bonita said, after slipping her way through the crowd and finding a place to stand near to the girl. The girl looked up at her with almond shaped brown eyes. "Nice hair." She replied, cracking a crooked smile at the girl. Bonita smiled back, unsure if she was insulting her or not. "Thanks. My mom wasn't too thrilled when she heard about me dyeing it blue, but it was her fault for sending me away from home with no supervision." Bonita remarked jokingly, patting her spiky, bright blue hair.
"Pretty gutsy. Did you do the cut yourself too?" She asked, reaching out and touching the hair that hung down around Bonita's face. "I love how it's all spiky at the top, then straight and at an angle down here." She said. Bonita shook her head. "Nah. I can dye my hair, but that's about it. I went to the salon for the styling." She said back. The black haired girl released Bonita's locks and then gave her another crooked smile.
"So, why are you standing off to the side like this?" Bonita asked. The girl shrugged, crossing her arms in front of her. "I'm not a big fan of crowds. I'd prefer to wait over here and see if anybody comes by,." She replied. Bonita's smile broadened. This girl seemed more and more like the kind of person she would want for a meister. "I'm the same way with crowds, but since nobody was coming up to me I decided to take matters into my own hands." The girl nodded. "They're probably thinking that you're related to Black Star or something, with your hair and all." She said, flipping a strand of hair that had fallen down out of her face.
"Black Star?" Bonita asked, confused. The girl nodded. "Yeah. You see that guy standing up there, with the blue-ish spiky hair?" She asked, pointing with her thumb up at the guy who was standing on the balcony. "Well, he's quite the loudmouth. He used to brag a lot above being able to 'surpass God' or whatever, but he's grown up a little lately. People are probably afraid of a repeat of all the big, long speeches that he gave about himself from you." She remarked, crossing her arms again.
"You wanna go see if we're compatible for meister-ship and junk? You're the best person who's come by, and I just wanna hurry up and find my partner." the black haired girl remarked. Bonita nodded. "Um, yeah. Why not? Though, I would like to hear your name first." Bonita said. The black girl flipped the rebellious strand of hair out of her face again. "Renee. Renee McArthur." She said, smiling again. Bonita smiled back. "I'm Bonita Baca."
"Nice to meet you, Bonita. Not to be rude, but, I'd be careful with your last name around here. Lots of people are native to Japan that go to DWMA, and in Japanese 'baka' means 'idiot'. I'd use my middle name as my last for a while, if I were you." Renee suggested, then turned to walk off towards the blond lady. Bonita followed, frowning. "Well, that sucks." She said. Renee laughed and nodded. "Yeah, I guess it does." She replied.
Renee explained to the blond lady, whom she referred to as Marie, that they wanted to take the compatibility test. Marie agreed to let them, and then Renee turned back to Bonita. "Alrighty. All you gotta do is transform, and then we'll see if I can pick you up." She said. "Ok. Would you like two or one weapons?" Bonita asked. Renee raised an eyebrow. "You can become two?" She asked. Bonita nodded. "Yeah, but the blades aren't as long as they would be if I was in my one weapon form."
"Do the one, then. This is just a compatibility test, and if it doesn't work I don't want to be too disappointed about it." Renee replied. "Kay." Bonita replied, closing her eyes.
Her body morphed into a blue sliver of light, matching her hair, and slunk down onto the ground, filling in the shape of a blade with a wicked curved blade protruding off the side. The glow went away, leaving a blue-bladed sword-like weapon on the ground, with a black hilt with orange eye-like circles on it. Renee approached it, breathing in then reaching down to pick it up.
Renee managed to pick Bonita up a few centimeters above the ground, then cried out in pain and dropped her. "Frik." She hissed, holding her hand. Bonita reverted back to human form and rushed up to her companion, wincing as she looked at the bright red burns on her hand. "I'm sorry, Renee and Bonita, but it seems that though your wavelengths do match up a little, it's not enough for you to function as partners." Marie said sadly, coming up and wrapping a clean white bandage around Renee's injury.
"Sorry, Bonita." Renee said, frowning. "Maybe we can still work together whenever we find our real partners, in a team." She said. Bonita nodded. "Yeah, I'd like that. Oh, and I'm really sorry about burning your hand." Bonita replied. Renee smiled. "It's nothing. Already happened once today, and the burns heal relatively fast." She replied, giving Bonita a final smile before walking off.
"Um, Bonita?" Marie asked. Bonita turned to the woman. "It seems to me that you and Renee were rather similar. I've know Renee for a while now, and you reminded me of her the instant that I met you. I know that you're not from around her and probably don't know the first thing about previous 1 star Shibusen meisters and weapons, but many of them were rather different from each other, personality wise. One boy that you actually look a little similar to, Black Star, is a loud, arrogant, and a little dopy person, but he is partnered with Tsubaki, a calm, smart, and down-to-earth kind of girl. If I were you, I'd look for somebody who is your opposite."
Bonita blinked, surprised by her sudden advice. "Um, thank you, Ms. Marie. I will." She said, blushing a bit as she smiled and left.
Find my opposite, huh? Bonita thought. Surely, that can't be too hard.
Authors Note: Yes, I understand that this chapter was a little slow, but things will pick up later on. The next chapter will start off from Veronica's 3rd Person POV, and it'll be her experience in finding a meister. I'm not sure if I will decide on letting Bonita and Veronica be a weapon-weapon duo as I and Veronica's creator, puppy, had planned, so we'll just see what happens. I totally made Renee up as I wrote this, she literally came out of nowhere.
Yes, the original Soul Eater characters are going to be in this story, but it's not exactly focused on them. They're already in Spartoi, and they're sorta going to be though of as higher-ups in the story, considering that all the main characters are just 1 star meisters. Anyway, no, Bonita is not related to Black Star in any way, and she won't end up turning out to be a long-lost sister or something, so no worries about that. The only relationship between the two is just that she looks similar to him. It'll be sort of a running thing that people will comment on throughout the story.
(Oh, and if you're a smartie, in your review tell me what Soul and Black Star were talking about on the balcony. I'll give you a virtual nickel! :D)
