The greatest meister in the word's sister?

by Owl of the Pages

With the kishin Asura's madness slowly starting to infect the world there is more than just the good Dr. Franken Stein feeling it's effects. After a gruesome and bloody journey Dr. Stein's little sister, Gwendolyn Stein, has found her way to the DWMA. Now she must help her brother keep his sanity all while dealing with the nightmares of her own fall into madness.

1. Gwen Stein

A short introduction to my first fanfic. Please enjoy and post any comments and critiques in the reviews.

I do not own Soul Eater or any of its characters.

Lord Death has called Spirit and Dr. Stein to the Death room to discuss Stein's recent slips of madness caused by the kishin Asura's revival.

"Stein, you know I have been concerned about you lately," stated Lord Death with a caring tone in his voice.

"Yes, you have told me that already. Though, I don't know why. I've told you that I have the madness completely under control," Stein replied.

"Ya, and that's way you broke the mirror in the boy's bathroom, again," mumbled Spirit earning him a menacing glare from Stein.

"And it is not just you I am worried about, Stein."

"Oh really, who else could you be worried about?"

"Your sister Stein, you know that the madness wave length given off by the kishin must be having the same effect on her as it is you. So, I have asked her to come to the academy until the kishin can be destroyed."

Spirit's mouth dropped to the floor in complete shock over what he had just heard. "You have a sister?! Why haven't you ever told me?! "

"You never asked," Stein shrugged like the fact that he has a younger sister was never anything worth mentioning. It wasn't that he didn't care about his sister just that the fact never seemed relevant.

"Wait, why didn't she study at the academy like you did, Stein?" asked Spirit.

"Whereas I decided to come to the academy to keep my madness under control she never trusted the academy and decided instead to pursue martial arts hoping that the discipline aspect of it would help her control her madness."

"I have to meet her! What's her name?!" Spirit was all but jumping up and down in excitement and anticipation.

"Why don't you ask her yourself? I can sense her soul wavelength. She is about to enter the Death Room."

As if on cue, a tall woman who appeared to be in her early thirties walked into the Death Room. She had long, silver hair that reached the middle of her back and bright yellow eyes that were obscured by a pair of wire glasses. She was clad in a black, high-collared coat that reached just below her knees, a deep purple t-shirt, black skinny jeans, and leather combat boots. A pair of wicked looking kamas were strapped to her belt.

"Oh, beautiful lady, please shower me with your love!" groveled Spirit at the feet of the woman who looked down at Spirit, smiled, and then promptly round-house kicked him clear across the Death Room.

Stein looked up at the girl, "Hello, Gwen."

"Hello, brother."