This is my first Soul Eater Fanfict. Please leave reviews :)
Intro meet Charm Mist
I am Charm Mist, a 15 year old girl that is going to attend the DWMA. I am a weapon, a long sword to be exact. My father works at the DWMA and is keeping an eye on me. Not sure why he needs to keep watch over me. I am going to school tomorrow to get a partner. Classes don't start until a week later though. I'll probably be the only person without a mister. The next day came to quickly. I got ready and my father met me downstairs. "Hey dad." I told him. "Hi Charm. Are you ready to go?" He asked. I nodded. We left the house together. When we got there, dad went off somewhere. I just walked over toward the piano. Dad taught me how to play when I was little. I would always play mom's favorite song. I sat at the bench, placed my hands over the keys and began to play her song.
"Hush my darling, you must never cry. For those who cry, their lives will be torn apart. Those little cuts won't hurt you. Only those with deep wounds cry. Hush my darling, you must never cry. For those who cry, they will never forget. The pain you feel is only brief. The thing you lost will always be remembered. Hush my darling, now your mother is gone. She wouldn't want to see you cry. Be strong
for her, and never forget. Hush my darling, you will see her again. Once you find the truth things will be clear."
I was so into playing, I never noticed the room got silent. I had sung as I played, now I feel embarrassed. My father was standing by the door with tears in his eyes. I just stood there. Everyone was speechless. A girl with green eyes and tannish hair walked over to me. "That was a beautiful song." She said. I stared at her. I never really played in public and I never got compliments from my dad. "Thanks." I
said. I looked at the tag on her jacket. It said mister. "Do you have a mister yet?" She asked. I shook my head. "Then would you like to be my partner?" She asked. "Y-yes." I said nervously. She smile at me. Everyone had resumed their conversations. "I'm Maka Albarn. What's your name?" she asked as we walked over to the registration of teams. "I'm Charm Mist." I told her. "That's a nice name." She said. We got
registered and my dad walked over to us. I just wish he'd leave me alone. "Charm, I can't believe you played your mother's song in public. I am surprised, you usually have stage fright and are usually shy around others." He said. I glared at him. "Hello . How have you been?" Maka asked him. "I have been good." He replied. Someone was calling for him, so he left us. "You don't like your father do you?"
She asked. "No, he is almost always watching me. I have no idea why. He is to protective too. He never let me out of the house when I was younger." I told her. "Then why don't you go live with your mother?" She asked. "She's dead, a witch killed her long ago." I told her. "Oh...sorry. I didn't know. You could come live with me." She said. This is my chance to get away from my dad. "Sure." I said.
We went to my house and I grabbed some of my clothes. We then walked to her house. She opened the door and let me in. A cat with a hat came up to us. "Glad your back Maka." The cat said. I just stared at it. "Hi Blair, thanks for the warm welcome." She replied. Maka looked at me. "This is Blair. She is a magical cat." She said to me. She lead me to a nice room. "This will be your room." She said as I walked into the room. I sat my stuff on my bed. "Thanks Maka." I told her with a smile. "Your welcome." She replied. Over the next week, Maka and I have got to know more about each other. About a day before classes start, my dad was knocking on the front door. Blair opened the door. "May I help you?" She asked. "Yea. I was wondering if Charm was here?" He asked. Maka walked over to the door. "Ah...what a nice surprise. Shall we talk outside Mr. Mist." Maka said. They both went outside and closed the door. Blair had turned back into her cat form. I sat on the couch and she jumped into my lap. I really love cats and despise dogs. I have always loved cats, ever since I could remember. Maka came back in after 15 minutes.
Maka Pov.
I left the house and closed the door behind me. "What do you need?" I asked. "I was just looking for Charm." He replied. "Why are you looking for her?" I asked curiously. "She is dangerous. She has
powers that no one has ever seen before in a weapon." He said. "I don't understand. You let your daughter attend the DWMA, even though she is dangerous. She doesn't seem dangerous. She has been here a week
and nothing has happened." I say confused. "I'll let her stay here, but if something does wrong. You must kill her." He said. "What kind of things should I watch for?" I asked. "When she is angry, or crying. You will know when she needs to be killed." He said as he walked away. I really didn't want to kill her. I just have to keep her calm, but that's hard when you fight those with bad souls and the witches. I thought about my last partner. It was all my fault that he was killed. I walked back into the house. "Hey Charm, why don't we practice our combat?" I asked. Blair jumped off her lap and Charm stood. She nodded.
Charm Pov.
Maka had said combat practice. I have never really used my weapon form. The only time I turned into my weapon was the first time last year. We walked into the backyard. "Ok, turn into your weapon." Maka said. I tried to focus. I kept thinking transform. I finally turned into my sword. "Wow. I have never seen a sword design like this." Maka said. My blade was dark blue with a fire design. The handle was crimson and had a blue skull on it. The skull was placed where the metal began and the flame design looked like it was coming from the skulls head. Maka held me in both hands. She was preparing to leap at the straw dummy when my sword caught fire. She dropped me and the fire never seared the grass. "Charm, could you try to control that fire. Aim for the dummy." She said. I focused on the dummy and the flame left my blade and hit the dummy. Maka picked me up again. "Try not to use that unless we need it." She said. "Alright." I replied. She began her training. She slashed at the dummy. I think she may have used something like a sword before. Whenever I asked about her past she got quiet, so I stopped asking about her past. She may reveal her past on her own.