I don't Soul Eater. This is my first fanfiction so I appreciate any advice or opinions of my work. So to all you Soul Eater fans or anyone who is reading this, please enjoy!
Prologue
2 months after the kishin Asura was defeated, the madness that was leaked from the aftermath still wavered around the world. This increased the number of kishins and witches that absorbed the lingering madness in the air. This made the DWMA work more than usual trying to decrease the numbers.
~ In a California Sequoia Forest
It's the middle of the night and all's nice and quiet, but not for long. A female figure runs through the forest floor, exhausted and out of breath. As she continues to runs through the forest, a faint shadowy figure can be seen trailing her. The tired female appears to be a young woman no younger than 30. She is wearing a black vest along with a white undershirt completed with a striped black and white skirt. She also appears to be wearing tap shoes and also has a red top hat. Due to her running her outfit is torn and covered with twigs and leaves.
"Did I lose him?" she asked herself.
Just then a figured leaped in front of her, it was clearly looking at her with a smile and a glare.
"Oh, I don't think so Ms. Witch Marigol." the figure said.
The figure was a tall boy in his early teens, probably between ages 15-17. As he came out of the shadows, he had an appearance of what Marigol would describe as a demon. He may looked innocent to you, but the atmosphere around felt pressuring. He definitely passed the 6 foot mark in height and has a strong build. He was wearing an old vest with tattered jeans. His most striking feature was his dark blue hair, that stood up and pointed inwards. The boy walked slowly to the witch closing the between them. Marigol, struck by fear, couldn't run back away slowly. All of the sudden she got stuck in something, like a net or some web making it impossible to move any further.
"I can't move!" she muttered as she struggled to break free. She looked up to see that he is right in front of her. He caught up.
"Of course you can't." the boy said," I won't let you escape that easily." As he slowly stepped towards the frightened witch he said, "Ever since that the death of that OP kishin, Ahshura or something, I've been finding you witches and kishins all over the place."
"We witches believe that this is our time to bring out our power to take down Lord Death. This madness is what we need to win!" Marigol yelled. "Are you with the DWMA?!"
Then in a instant, Marigol's left arm dropped to the ground. It was sliced off from her body. She didn't panic nor scream, she just stared at her arm processing what was just happened.
"What did you do?" she whimpered, just loud enough for the boy to hear.
"Me? With the DWMA? Don't make me laugh." he said. "I'll never joined that disgusting orginazation."
Then in response, Marigol's chest was slashed releasing a spray of blood. She let out a scream that pierced the silence.
"That very name disgusts me! There rules and ways hinder us and it's my job to break those rules!" His stare gave the witch a fear like nothing she experienced before. "I'll make them understand the true power of a weapon. By taking down witches and kishins, I'll get stronger and stronger!"
"Why do you this?" Marigol asked.
"This is not of your concern witch." he said
He swiped his arms which sliced the poor witch in half along with the surrounding trees. The witch's soul floated in the air after the boy's carnage. He ate the soul and licked his chops.
"I can feel myself getting stronger after battle and when I get strong enough, I'll show the world how us weapons are so superior to those lousy meisters that hinder us. I'll show them all."