Disclaimer: I do not own Soul Eater
Welcome to the place I call my mind. Well, not exactly. This is merely a refined and nicely organized bit of my subconscious; a dream from one night, placed on paper.
So this is not my mind. But I welcome you, nonetheless, to a story that starts just as comedic as this introduction did. And unlike this introduction, it shall turn horrifying. (For the characters at least)
It started mild. It was a normal mission, with a destination that wasn't too far away with a kishin egg so low-level no one wanted the mission. Being free for the day, Kid and his weapons were given the mission. The one wrench in their otherwise normal day was that Blackstar and Tsubaki had been tacked with them. So that had put a stop to their favorite form of transportation: Beelzebub. Kid was calm until their path became less than symmetrical, and considering it was a traveler's road, it could never be symmetrical. Traveling with Kid was a pain, thought Liz. Even an hour without a worry over symmetry would be a blessing.
Then there was Blackstar. Liz could stand only so many shouts of bragging and taunts. Now, Blackstar tried to taunt Kid into a fight, resulting in Kid crying about his hair. Even Patty looked tired of it at that point, and Tsubaki's blind eye had become a thin smile. Growling, Liz dug in her bag, shoving supplies in circles until she reached a rectangular object wrapped in an extra blanket at the bottom.
With a sly glance at Kid, still in his world of dismay, Liz opened the book, the replaced leather-and-glue binding cracking hidden underneath Blackstar's boasts. Patty peeked over her shoulder, then made a face at the tiny script. Curiosity won the upper hand in Tsubaki, but she leaped back after catching a glimpse at the content of the book.
"What are you doing with that?" Tsubaki whispered, terror trying to raise her voice above the white noise. "Where did you even get that?"
Liz scanned the contents with a distracted answer. "It's Kid's. He studies books on witchcraft and other stuff because he can do it, even if he doesn't use it often. Summoning his skateboard is one spell he's learned."
Tsubaki nodded and moved closer. "What are you looking for, though?"
"I need something to shut these idiots up. I can trick Kid into casting some of these if they only need a word spoken or something else simple."
Tsubaki's confidence came back and she pointed to a few titles. Liz checked them, but turned them away because of complicated set-up or unwanted effects.
"Hey," Liz stopped at one page. "Tsubaki, do you mind if this affects your Meister as well? This spell has a counter spell, so we can undo it after a few hours of peace.
Tsubaki read it over. "Are you sure about this one? Not to be rude, but your Meister is a bit annoying. If the headache doesn't last long, the rest of the effects might make things unbearable."
"Don't worry. When it says headache, it's talking about an almost coma-like state. Kid snaps out of it after an hour, but with a spell like this, it'll be a couple of hours."
"I see now. How do we get Kid to say the spell?"
Liz smirked, an expression rarely seen on her face since her days in Brooklyn. "That's the easiest part. First we wait for the right opportunity."
They watched the commotion between Blackstar and Kid, keeping the book out of sight. Blackstar shouted insults and repeatedly boasted about himself. Kid accepted all of the insults, agreeing with them. He ignored all of Blackstar's bragging. That is, until Blackstar came back to symmetry.
"I'm more symmetrical than you!"
Kid stopped crying abruptly. His head jerked up to glare at Blackstar. "You? Symmetrical?" he hissed. Blackstar went silent, smiling as wide as possible.
"What makes you think you're symmetrical? You're the farthest thing from symmetry there is! Your hair is an asymmetrical mess and you have a star on only one shoulder! How could that possibly be symmetrical?"
Kid ran at blackstar, and the other Meister ran at him screaming. They exchanged blows at high speeds, though not as fast as they could have gone in an all-out fight. Finally presented with a chance, Liz cupped her hands around her mouth and shouted. It was a question, Tsubaki could infer from the tone. She couldn't catch the words, but as Liz started a conversation with Kid mid-fight, even Patty throwing in some words, she realized it was in a language completely foreign to her.
Blackstar and Kid both went for hits on the other; Kid realizing they were both going to collide too late because of the distraction Liz and Patty provided, Blackstar loving every minute of it. Their punches never connected and they instead fell into one another, collapsing on the ground with sudden exhaustion. Patty cheered, Liz smirked, and Tsubaki couldn't believe it worked.
The form on the ground groaned, morphing between Kid and Blackstar. He clutched his head, and slowed to unconsciousness. Patty laughed and poked his face, making an interested sound when the flesh rippled like water. Tsubaki had a small smile at this success. "What did you do?"
"Kid knows a ton of languages and we go to a bunch of different countries, so learning linguistics is a must for us. I recognized the language of the spell, so I got him to say the words. He doesn't even realize when he's speaking another language, so it was easy."
"Well now what do we do? We can't carry him all the way to the kishin egg."
Liz was already flipping through the book. "Hey, wake up a moment." She jabbed a finger at the morphing form, jerking back at the slimy feel.
He groaned. Liz asked something else, and the form paused at Kid long enough to groggily reply. Black poured from his hand, forming an enlarged Beelzebub, large enough to carry a corpse. Patty pulled rope from her bag and made a leash for the demon skateboard. She moved the form onto it, Liz and Tsubaki reluctant to touch him again. Patty giggled at it all.
Their journey was from then on quite peaceful, punctuated by the occasional groan from the passenger. Patty announced that he had stopped morphing, and had settled on a form. The outfit had quickly become a cross between Blackstar's and Kid's outfits, and Patty couldn't help but point out that it had ended up symmetrical. The form had curiously stopped at Blackstar, with one small difference.
"He looks so odd with flat hair," Tsubaki commented.
"Sis, what do you think Kid would look like with spiky hair?" Patty asked. Liz shook her head at her little sister.
"We have another hour or two, at least."
Indeed, and that hour of silence was so wonderful to Liz. Her life on the streets had been filled with traffic and racial slurs, then she had traded that for another annoyance; Kid's symmetry obsession. This was a slice of peace. But, of course, all good things must come to an end.
There came a groan, and then a thump as the person fell off the skateboard.
"Deathstar! You're awake!" Patty ran over to the form, announcing his face felt human again. It took Tsubaki and Liz a moment to realize that Patty had named this merged form.
"What..?" He got to his feet, brushing off the dirt as Kid would. "I'm...Blackstar, right?"
He gripped his head, only to find limp blue hair. "I'm Death the Kid? No, that can't be it."
He looked around as if looking for an answer. His eyes landed on Tsubaki and lit up. "Tsubaki! Tell me who I am!"
His wide eyes, excited tone and giant grin decided Tsubaki's answer. "You're Blackstar, of course."
"...but you're also Kid. Merged together. I'm not sure how it works," Liz added.
He stared at Liz. With a wide grin, he shouted, "I'm Kidstar!"
"What the..."Liz muttered. "That's worse than Blackstar. Patty's was better."
"Kidstar! That's better than what I came up with." Patty laughed at Kidstar. It must have been Kid's mind that stopped him from asking what the previous name had been.
"I feel like I could conquer the world," Kidstar exclaimed. "I must be symmetrical!"
Tsubaki choked and Liz sighed. Patty tilted her head, reminiscent of Lord Death and small dogs bred to have tiny skulls. "But you have a star on one shoulder and not the other."
Kidstar looked at his right shoulder. Then the left. Then he stole a hand mirror from Liz's waiting hand. He stared at his hair. Then his shoulders. And a horrible realization dawned on Kidstar.
"I'm disgusting! Asymmetrical garbage! I don't deserve to live!"
"Bla-Kidstar! It's okay! I don't think you're asymmetrical."
Kidstar looked up from his degenerative state on the ground at Tsubaki with wide, pleading eyes that were so foreign on Blackstar's face. "You really think so?"
Tsubaki found it hard to keep smiling when his expression scared her half out of her mind. Liz and Patty came to her rescue, dealing with him as they would with Kid anytime he had an episode.
"No, you deserve to live, and you're not garbage."
"Garbage smells, and Kidstar doesn't!"
Kidstar regained confidence surprisingly quickly. He stood, and surprising the sisters and making Tsubaki smile, shouted to them all, "I'll be the most symmetrical person in the world!" He laughed; the barking arrogant laugh of Blackstar.
Patty laughed. Liz muttered, so only Tsubaki could her, "I think you were right 's the counter spell?"
They ducked out of sight, Patty keeping Kidstar occupied. They flipped though the book until they came to the page. "Its just moon in that language."
"What language is it anyway?"
"Not a clue. I think it's spoken in parts of Scandinavia," Liz answered, closing and tucking away the book.
"Eh? You don't know?"
Liz waved her worry away. "It's one of those sammy languages."
They found Kidstar regaling Patty with fictitious stories filled with bragging and symmetry which had obviously never happened. Possibly a side effect of merging with Kid, he wasn't shouting, and they couldn't help but notice that Blackstar's tanned skin had turned pale.
"Kidstar," Liz said to get his attention. She asked a casual question of him.
Kidstar blinked and frowned. "Sorry? Liz, what are you saying? I don't understand you."
Liz asked again, and after more confusion, turned to Tsubaki and Patty. "He doesn't understand me."
"Maybe it's because you're using bad grammar," Patty snickered.
"That's to get him to correct me, and say the word."
Patty stared at Kidstar, watching him glance between them all, confused. "What happened?"
"If I have to guess, I'd say that Blackstar is messing with the magic, or his presence has nullified Kid's magic."
"Isn't Kid made of magic, being a Grim Reaper?" Tsubaki squeaked, scared of what they might have done to their friend.
"You're right, it can't be that simple. So..." Liz scrunched her nose in thought, oblivious to Tsubaki's worry. "They aren't completely merged, maybe. Kid's Reaper body must be already working on separating them. It's a waiting game now. Although it'll be a pain to fight the kishin egg like this. We don't even know where it is."
"The kishin egg?" All eyes turned to Kidstar. He pointed in the direction they had been heading. "It's right over there. It appeared a while ago."
The girls took off running, Liz dragging Kidstar along. Paty reached the tiny town first. She turned a corner as Kid said 'left', and shouted a string of childish insults that she had somehow made demented. A man scrabbled away screaming, his wobbly legs sending him careening to the walls of buildings.
"Patty!" Lix yelled, holding out her hand ready to catch her sister. "Tsubaki, you're Kidstar's weapon!"
The weapons nodded and transformed. Liz snatched the gun out of the air and fired out several shots at the beast that scurried into the open, swerving around to avoid becoming an easy target for its darting eyes.
The kishin egg started toward Kidstar, but evidently changed its mind and thought Liz the bigger threat after a shot connected, as it pounced over to her, cracking a slab of cement in the sidewalk. It dodged left and right, and tried to deflect with fan of long blades in place of fingers only to recoil in pain. It leaped in Liz's path and swung a bladed forearm at her shocked face. She jumped and threw Patty, transforming past the kishin egg o land as a gun in her sister's hand. The kishin egg flinched away, blinded by the pink light of the transformation.
Patty jumped over the blades as they came to slice her. She kept shooting, but the kishin egg swerved around to growl in a different direction. Liz could hear Tsubaki's voice yelling from her weapon form, and notified Patty of why the kishin egg stopped attacking them. Patty shot at its head, and it turned back to her. It pounced, and the sisters switched spots again.
It seemed that at some point in the exchange the kishin egg had gained a modicum of intelligence, since it then knocked the two apart mid-transformation. The sisters landed on either side of the monster. The kishin egg howled at the pain from touching the pink light, and Liz and Patty hesitated from the shock of what happened.
"What happened to Kidstar and Tsubaki?" Liz asked when she could in her gun form. As if speaking had summoned him, their Meister's voice rang out to them.
"Liz! Patty!"
The sisters transformed to land in a hand. Liz found Blackstar holding them, and jerked away her soul wavelength before she remembered. She let herself connect, pleasantly surprised when she found Kid's and Blackstar's souls to be separate. Shots fired at the kishin egg, then switched to close combat.
Liz and Patty found themselves used more for hammer-like hits than as the tonfa, the unusual fighting style bringing a sense of vertigo. Several times they cried out when Kidstar's grip slackened, almost throwing them, just as Blackstar did with Tsubaki in his unorthodox style
Kidstar chased off the kishin egg with more shots, the corrupted soul ducking around each blast of pink. Once it disappeared from view, however, Kidstar halted.
"Kidstar, why did you stop? Go after it!"
"Liz. Patty. I...I love y-"
"WHAT?"
The two guns flinched and stared at the source of the outburst. Tsubaki went a deep shade of red and clapped her hands over her mouth. Kidstar ignored her and hugged the guns tight to his chest, sobbing with happiness.
"I love your symmetry!"
Liz groaned, and Tsubaki nearly fainted dead away.
"It's true!" Kidstar cried, sounding like he had truly found the love of his life. "All this time I had no idea what I was missing when waving around the chain-scythe-" Tsubaki gasped. "-and here I have found the true symmetrical weapons, ones that perfectly compliment my fighting style and preserves the important aesthetic that is symmetry! Not a scratch on you, not a mark on either, and you resonate just the same as the other-"
Liz cut off his rant with a sharp tug on the ear, having wriggled from his grasp in his trance. "You gave us this same speech on our first mission together. We have a kishin egg to catch again."
Liz started walking down the street, Patty skipping behind her. Liz paused and arched an eyebrow at the other two. "Kidstar? Tsubaki? You two coming?"
Tsubaki shook herself from her shock and stuttered an apology. Kidstar muttered something about 'not symmetrical anymore' and followed. Kidstar directed them to the kishin egg, but they went cautiously.
The town's inhabitants hid in the windows of buildings, locks clicking as they realized the reality of the situation with the students' presence. Lights went on for curtesy's sake, although everyone turned them off as soon as the students could be seen in the middle of the artificial light. Liz found it annoying that she had to keep blinking and adjusting to the constant changing of the lights.
Kidstar slowed. "That's odd. I sense it below us. How does that work?"
"Blackstar doesn't have Soul Perception, so that might be affecting your ability," Tsubaki suggested. Patty experimentally stomped the ground. Kid was the only one out of the group with the ability to sense souls, and now that advantage might have been unintentionally sabotaged.
"Usually we search just by wandering or waiting until we hear a scream. It's too dark to search on foot, and everyone's inside," Liz said. "Anything special you and Blackstar do?"
Tsubaki blushed. "Blackstar yells to catch its attention."
Liz muttered, "And everyone else's- huh?"
The ground shook again. Patty rushed over and latched onto Liz's arm. "I didn't mean to stomp that hard!"
"Yo-you didn't d-do anything," Liz said, her voice shaking as cracks appeared around them. They ran to escape the danger. Their hearts leapt into thir throats as the piece of street they stood on plummeted several feet. Hands moved to stop falls. The ground continued to shake; they dared not move. Their gasps echoed in a space they could not see, and rose back from underneath.
Screams ripped from their lungs as the ground lurched again, falling farther than before. The light from the streetlamps reached down with them, yet the drop proved too deep to be much more than pinpricks in the dark. That light reflected from long blades on arms clinging to the hole above. The metal slid past to the shadows, up and to the surface of the Earth.
Actually, in my dream, Kid and Blackstar were tricked into touching a magical artifact to induce the spell. But then I couldn't figure out why they would have that kind of thing, so I added a spellbook. And in my dream, Kidstar first called himself Deathstar, and Liz said, "Huh. He actually came up with a cool name." Then my dream rewound like a video, and then he announced he was Kidstar and Liz said, "What the...That's worse than Blackstar."
Sami languages, not sammy. It's the root of most languages spoken in the northern Nordic countries in Europe, much like French and Italian are Roman languages.
Morbid fun fact: Tiny dogs have a very high chance of developing syringomyelia, where their brain grows like normal, but the skull is too small for it to fit in there. So the brain will press against the skull, bruising it and making it swell more, and the dog will at times tilt its head on a normal basis, a lot of times making a nodding motion like that. Imagine squeezing your foot in a shoe several sizes too small. It's like that. It's because dogs aren't naturally small like that, and it took careful breeding to get them that small, but dogs are bred for appearance, not health, so a lot of purebred and near-purebreds are rampant with genetic diseases.
I did some research on the chain scythe and tonfa, since I wondered how similar the fighting styles of Kid and Blackstar would be. Kid uses Liz and Patty as tonfa in close combat. Holding them upside-down makes it easy to switch to how one holds tonfa. Just take his pinky off the trigger, and rotate them so the guns are against his forearms. That's how you primarily hold tonfa. My only experience with this weapon is wikipedia and a tonfa-wielder as my favorite character in Soul Caliber II to fight with. I haven't written many action scenes before, so I'm sorry if it's not up to par and could you please tell me how to improve?
This story will total around 10,000 words when finished. I'm simply retelling my dream. Although, there is a point that I don't remember. From the start of the fight with the kishin onward is not my dream anymore. There'll be a few more spots from my dream, then I'll finish up my story.
Preview of future chapters!: After the part where my dream ended, the story takes a very depressing, and horrifying, turn. Seriously. Kid is suddenly placed in a bad light, Tsubaki ready to murder him, and I'm undecided on whether to have a character death. Liz is filled with regret, Patty crying, and a drunk witch OC. And this started as crack, too.