In no form or fashion do I own Soul Eater, this is strictly a fanfiction made to follow up the anime. (Episode 2)

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Lord Death smiled as he looked at his students, "I'm so glad that you'll be returning to train as a weapon Maka, but remember, Soul, just as Maka trusted you, you have to have faith that she'll be able to protect you, so you can't baby her"

Soul waved the thought off, "Please, if anything, she's gonna push me too hard"

Maka glared at him, "And just what does that mean?"

Lord Death sighed, "Oh well… by the way, I wanted to let everyone know that the school dance is going to be held early this year, so it'll be next week. This way, the students can get all their party-like tendencies out and focus harder on their classes without distractions. Additionally, it'll give our new venue of students a chance to integrate themselves into the campus"

Tsubaki piped up, "Um… Lord Death, do you really think that it's a good idea to hold classes for witches?"

"Of course! As you've seen, there are witches out there that aren't like the ones that cause trouble. dib will be the first student enrolled as a witch at the DWMA, besides, it's better that they come in and learn right from wrong, rather than be forced to fend for themselves. There really are witches out there seeking a better path than the ones they're thrust into, so from now, we'll provide them with that path"

Liz looked around, "Speaking of dib, where is she? Wasn't she supposed to be in the infirmary with us?"

"No, she sustained minimal damage after Kid's rampage, and she insisted that she remain at the house"

"Let me guess, they're already remodeling the house as we speak?"

"No, Kid isn't allowed to remodel the house until he starts showing up to school on time. Which reminds me, if the it isn't too much trouble, could I ask that each of you be friendly with dib's brother, Bryce?"

Maka was the first to vocalize her thoughts, "He's been infected by the madness waves, hasn't he? Will he even care if we're friendly to him?"

"Bryce may seem cold on the outside, but that's only because he's constantly fighting off the fear waves that are in his mind. He's undergone several years of training, but even he struggles with it, the first words he says to people he doesn't know are usually enough to send them into a panic"

Liz sighed, "In other words, he's gonna tease Kid about the stripes in his hair…"

"Only the first time he meets Kid, after that, he'll be speaking normally. Anywho, you guys get some rest! School starts tomorrow, good luck!"

Stein sighed, he had been a teacher for nearly a year now, but he still didn't understand why some of the lessons he was required to teach were so dull and basic. Not to mention, they didn't involve a scalpel. Stein shook his head, he wasn't going to think about that, not after everything he'd been through. If he wanted to dissect something, he could do it on his own time… unless a short lesson came up and he could teach it quickly…

As he stared at the plans, he felt his brain drift for a moment before a solid, anchoring voice that was somehow gentle and pleasant brought him back down, "Hey, Stein, how's the lesson plan going?"

Stein looked over his shoulder to see a beautiful, blond girl with an eyepatch and one yellow eye, "Not sure yet, Marie, I don't understand why there's a weapon transformation and miester 101 course in my third-year courses…"

Marie took a look at the paper, "It says that these are for Maka and Soul. There's a note at the bottom, 'Maka and Soul will be switching places as weapon and miester'. I didn't know Maka could be a weapon"

Stien read the note, "This is Lord Death's handwriting… I wonder what type of weapon she is?"

"I'm not sure, but I'm worried about Soul"

"That's probably because he's always protected her. Now I'm curious to see how he'll react when he has to wield her as a weapon against an opponent…"

"Now I'm curious, too… by the way, the new student Lord Death told us about, are you sure you want to teach his first class? I don't know if that's a good idea"

"It's fine, he can keep his waves to himself, so they won't effect me. But the mind of a man that can suppress his madness…"

"You can't dissect or expirament on him, so don't even think about it"

Stien sighed, "I know…"

Marie leaned over his shoulder, "Alrighty, then, I'll teach Maka the basics of being a weapon, while you get Soul and Bryce to learn at least a little something about being a miester?"

"Sounds good"

Marie planted a kiss on his cheek, "Then I'll go get dressed and make breakfast, how do you want your eggs?"

"Sunny-side up"

Marie smiled, she knew that he just took them that way because they were better for cuting…

Soul rubbed the spot on his head where Maka had just chopped him, "Ow! What the hell was that for!"

Maka was mad, "I told you to get up thirty minutes ago! I'm not gonna be late for my first day as a weapon because you won't get up!"

Soul dragged himself to the bathroom and cleaned himself up. When he looked into the mirror, he looked closely at the scar on his chest. Before, he could never understand why it bothered Maka so much, but now… he shook his head, he wouldn't let himself get thrown before he even got to class.

He got himself ready for school and walked to school. He was worried that the walk would be awkward and silent, but for once, Blackstar and his big mouth came in handy, as he babbled beside them the whole way there. Once they reached the school, they were surprised to see Kid was standing in front of the school, with Liz and Patty at his side.

Soul tilted his head, "Hey, you're here early"

Kid smiled, "Obviously, why wouldn't I be?"

"Because it's almost seven"

Kid waved his hand, "Silly Soul, it will be seven for a mere millisecond, after that, there will be an endless string of milliseconds that will all be at eight, each within the seconds that will carry the hour on to eight"

"That's a whole new level of crazy thinking"

Liz sighed, "dib explained it to him, and he came to school on time, so I don't have any problems with it"

"Speaking of dib, where is she?"

Liz pointed to her left, "She went to say 'hi' to her brother"

Everybody looked to see the witch girl standing next to her brother, who, in the daylight, looked a lot like a normal guy… minus the blue, spiky hair, "That's Bryce?"

dib looked like she was struggling to get her point across as Bryce started to walk towards their group. She used flames, ice, boulders, and a small windstorm, but Bryce managed to walk right through all of them and reach Kid, "So you're the kid my sister likes"

In the distance, Kid saw dib running away, her face red as a beet. He got mad, "I am Death the Kid, you should be a little more considerate of your sister's feelings"

Everybody remembered at once what Bryce was going to say, but they were too late, "With those stripes in your hair? You're going to give me advice? Not to mention that cowlick on the other side and the fact that your home is an absolute mess, right down to the toilet paper"

For a long pause, there was a great silence, everybody was prepared for a full mental breakdown and plenty of screaming, but it never came, instead, they heard a different tone entirely, "I am giving you advice… what of it? If you abuse the trust she has in you, then she won't trust you anymore, and a sybling is truly a horrible thing to lose"

Bryce's expression changed from arrogant to understanding, "Your right, I should apologize. And what I said about your house, I didn't mean it", with that said, Bryce dashed off to find dib.

Liz just stood in shock, "Wow, Kid, I'm really proud of-"

The bell rang, and Kid dashed off like a bullet to the classroom, then screamed as he blew past them the towards his house, "I was here on time, my home will be SYMMETRICAL!"

Liz sighed as Patty laughed, "Well… at least he can keep it together, that's a positive"

Soul sighed, "I guess we should get to class…"

Marie smiled as she took a look at her new class of weapons, many of them looked eager to start. She had taken them outside for basic skills, but she knew that they'd probably try to play around on their first day, "Alright, class, let's start. My name is Ms. Marie, I am a death scythe, and I'm here to teach you about being a weapon. Now, before we get into the lesson, are there any questions?"

Marie saw a the hand of a thin, tall kid go up, so she pointed at him, "Are there any targets out here for practice?"

"Yes, there are some, but we aren't going to be using them today. Today, we are just going to establish some ground rules and have you work with your miester a bit. Are there any other questions? No? Alright then, for those of you that don't know, miesters and weapons share a delicate relationship, so before every fight, a miester and a weapon must sync their soul's wavelengths. For right now, well keep things simple and just get everyone situated, so, who would like ttars how the class their weapon form first?"

For a second, nobody said anything, until the tall, thin kid stepped forward, "I'll go first"

Marie smiled at him, "By all means, go ahead"

With a flash of light and a wicked spin, he transformed into a thin saber that lodged itself in the dirt, "So, how do I look?"

The class gave a small applause, Marie included, "Not bad, but keep in mind that a weapon is only as useful as the miester works with, so anybody here can be a great weapon. Now, who's next?"

Soul sat silently, trying to decide wether he should talk to his new deskmate or not. He knew he was suppose to be friendly, but Bryce didn't help the situation by being equally silent. Right before he could decide what to do, Stein wheeled himself into the room on his rolling chair. Just like always he took a look at the class, wearing a strangely twisted grin, "Hello, class, my name is Dr. Stein, I will be your teacher for this class. Now before I take roll, is there anybody here that has a question about me, personally?"

Everybody else sat quietly, not daring to ask as he turned the bolt in his head. That was, until Bryce stood up, "Dr. Stein, why are there animals listed under supplies?"

"Oh, that's because we do a fair amount of dissection in this class"

"Then why stop at animals? Why not something more interesting?"

Soul wasn't sure who was less sane, Bryce or Stein, or him, for thinking Bryce was some kind of normal, "Why not a weapon, or a miester, or both?"

Stein flashed his fangs, "Are you trying to tempt me into cutting you open?"

Bryce took off his shirt and drew black, dotted lines on himself with a marker, "What makes you think that?"

"You must be Bryce, our transfer student, class, say hello to Bryce"

Bryce ignored their waves as he walked to the front of the classroom and laid down on the dissection table, "This good enough?"

Stein tried to look away, but his smile made all attempts to keep a lid on his thoughts useless, "You'd scream too much, so I can't dissect you"

Bryce laughed at Stein's comment, "Sure you can dissect me, just use anesthetic first"

Stein looked up with excitement, "Really?"

"Sure thing, but before that, I'd like to take a peek into your mind"

"Good luck, kid, much tougher have tried and failed"

"I like a good challenge…"

Soul stood up and walked over to the dissection table, grabbing all of the scalpel's and dropping them onto the floor, "Hey, Stein, that's not cool. You can't dissect students, and you know it"

Soul stopped in his tracks as Bryce's cold voice pierced his ears, "I wonder what would happen if a weapon broke? What would it take to brake one? Guess it depends on the weapon, but if there was a choice, the weaker-willed ones would have it easier. The stubborn ones would have a long, drawn out end, I can only imagine how much they'd suffer…"

Soul knew that he couldn't let it get to him, if he did, it would never go away, "A weapon can take a real beating without getting so much as a scratch on them. Besides, a tough-willed weapon would never brake, no matter how much you pushed it, it would pull through", with that, Soul returned to his desk, and sat down.

Bryce shook his head and returned to his desk, then he whispered to Soul, "Thanks, I'm sorry about that"

Soul didn't move, "No big deal, I'm Soul, somewhat nice to meet you, Bryce"

Bryce looked confused, "So… are we… friends?"

Soul shrugged his shoulders, "Eh, why not?"

Bryce smiled, "This might be wierd, but, thanks for being my first friend at the academy"

Soul smiled, "Don't mention it, it's nice to have someone to talk to during these long lectures"

Stein finished picking up the scalpels, "Ahem. My apologies for the late start, I'll take roll, oh, and Soul, I need to speak with you after class, there are a few things you may not know, as a new miester"

Soul felt his reputation sink, now everybody would know he was a total newbie. Not that most of the people there didn't already know he wasn't usually a miester, now they knew he was a stupid new miester, who'd probably fall flat on his face. Just what he needed to boost his already falling confidence…

Maka pulled Marie aside, seeing that there were only a few students left that hadn't transformed yet. She made sure to whisper, "Ms. Marie, how am I supposed to change into a weapon?"

Marie smiled and whispered back, "Just do what feels right, your body will tighten up for a moment, then let all that tension out. That energy will shape your body into the weapon that lies within you"

"But, what if I don't feel anything? What if I just don't feel any tension?"

"Then keep asking yourself that, to a degree, you have to keep pushing yourself until you feel the fight-or-flight response, the point where your body and mind agree that it's all or nothing. Once you get there, changing into your weapon form is simple, just let all that tension go"

Maka closed her eyes and contemplated how she would do this, was she trying too hard? Her thoughts were cut short as she felt Marie pat her on the shoulder, "You're up, Maka"

To her surprise, the remaining students had finished their transformations pretty quickly, leaving the eyes of all students on her. She stepped out in front of everybody and tried to visualize it: her weapon form. Her spine tingled, but she had never backed down before, and today wasn't going to be a starting point. Maka dug deep into her mind, and then she found what made her tense: Soul's scar.

That slash across his upper body that plagued her nightmares, it was a symbol of her weakness, and the reason she nearly quit being a miester. The first step was complete, she'd tensed up, now, all she had to do was let go of all that tension at once. The moment she slashed Medusa in half… that was the memory that allowed her to let go of the tension, that threw her forward. Her body shined brightly as she shot into the air, her aura blinding everyone.

When Maka finally came back down, she was still shining too bright for anyone to make out her shape. Once the light had finally died down, everyone could see it; a flawless scythe, the blade ran a full four feet long, the fullest width at about three feet. The handle was stainless steel, while the blade itself was a metal all it's own, most of it was black, but the bottom of it was red, as if blood were dripping off of it.

Everyone stood in awe of Maka's weapon form, it was, by far, much more impressive than what any of they had shown. Even Marie gazed at her with a slight envy of the sheer sight of her form. But Marie shook it off, "Alright now, class since everyone has shown their weapon forms, why don't we get to the target range?"

Maka felt slightly embarassed as she shouted from her weapon form, "Hey, somebody pick me up!"

"Is something wrong, Maka?"

"I can't get out of my weapon form! I need a jolt or something to help get out of this!"

Marie walked over and picked Maka up by the hilt, "Be careful, this might-", Marie was cut off as Maka changed forms again, this time, int. The form of a large hammer, created from the same material as the scythe, "How did you do that?"

"I don't know! It just… happened"

"Hm… well, you can change back to yourself now, right?"

"Yeah, here", Maka returned to her human form after another brilliant flash of light.

Marie pointed to some targets, "Alright, everyone else, go set up some targets and practice hitting them, without changing into weapon form. Makara, come here for a second", the two of them got away from the murmuring crowd, "How did you change weapon forms like that?"

"I don't know, I didn't try to. It's just, when you picked me up, I felt… different… then my form changed"

"So it wasn't intentional?"

"No"

Marie scratched her chin, "Maka, you didn't adjust your soul wavelengths before I picked you up, so that means that maybe my wavelengths effected yours"

"Because you're a hammer, aren't you?"

"Maybe… would you mind if I got Stein out here to help us out with this?"

"It would be better if you did"

"Alright, I'll get him, you stay here and try to hit some targets, alright?"

Maka sighed, targets? Really? This was something Soul did in his spare time… maybe that's why he was a good weapon? No, Maka knew it was both of their efforts that made them such a great team, neither of them could've done it alone. Now she was going to goof off at target practice while Soul studied… Maka liked the sound of that.

Soul let out a sigh as the bell rang for class to finally be over. As if he wasn't out-of-place enough, Bryce had officially taken him to Siberia by scaring the Hell out of everyone and then sticking to his new friend. At least he would get some time to think while he was stuck in class, "So, what do I need to know?"

Stein lit a cigarette, "You and Maka may have a connection established, but being a miester is more than just swinging a weapon around. If you want to get anywhere, I'll have to teach you how to use your soul's wavelengths for different combat uses"

"Maka doesn't do that"

"While Maka may not show it, she's very skilled at using her wavelengths, her most used skill would be her soul-sight. Naturally, she relies on her weapon more than her own skills, because she trusts you a lot, but seeing as she's never been a weapon before, it would be good to have a back-up strategy"

"Alright, so how does this work?"

"Seeing as you have no miester blood or powers, I think that we'll need a little… assistance for this lesson"

"What kind of assistance?"

Soul's question was ignored as the door opened, "Stein, I swear, if I get one more prank phone call at 3 A.M., I really will kill you"

Stein's eyes widened a bit, "Then I'll stop, now Soul, this is… I forget, what's your official title again?"

The average-looking boy with brown hair and blue eyes didn't bat an eyelash as he answered, "Soul-Crushing Executioner, Silent Assassin, and Death's Shadow"

Soul stared at him closely, the boy didn't look like much, especially not in the blue jeans and shirt that read 'Angel of Death, or Demon of Life?'. Soul looked at his eyes closely, "Hey, you've got something in your eye, I think it's dirt"

The boy still refused to blink, "Good eyes, but no, that isn't dirt, and it really doesn't matter what it is, so shall we begin?"

"Begin what?"

Stein smiled, "He's a specialist at drawing out a soul's wavelengths, so if you go a few rounds with him, I'm sure he'll get something out of you"

Soul looked at the boy again, "But, I'm a weapon, it wouldn't be fair"

The boy laughed, "That's a good one, for a second there, you had me going. Not to downgrade him, but Stein here wouldn't challenge me to a fight unless his life depended on it, isn't that right?"

Stein nearly bit his cigarette off, "I'll admit that you would probably win, Dotew, but there's always a chance…"

Dotew scoffed, "Whatever you say, Stein. So, before we start, I need to know who I'm fighting against. Soul, was it? Why do you want to be a miester?"

"Because Maka's my partner, and she wants to be a weapon"

"How do you feel about being a miester?"

"It's cool, I guess"

"Listen, Soul, it may not seem like it, but I can do a little more than just hit real hard. Be honest, how do you feel about being a miester, don't hold back"

Soul looked at Dotew, he'd never been caught lying when he was being smooth about it, "Like I said, it's cool"

Dotew shook his head, "Dude, I'm trying to help you out here, stop being so passive, be aggressive! How. Do. You. Feel. About. Being. A. Miester?"

Soul started to lose his cool, "It sucks, is that good enough for you?"

"Better, but that isn't all of it. Why does it suck?"

"Because I'm a weapon, and that's what I should act like"

"… I see, you're afraid of letting Maka down"

"Where the Hell did that come from?!"

"Your wavelengths just told me. They can't lie, they're how you think, what you want. But I think I've heard enough…", Dotew put on a black blindfold, "… shall we begin?"

Stein shivered a little as he heard the blindfold tighten, "I can't believe you still have that thing…"

"Why wouldn't I? You know damn well this thing means a lot to me"

"Still, to carry it ten years…"

Soul looked at the blindfold, it looked new, and based on his looks, Dotew was about his age. Regardless, Dotew finished tying it and rubbed his hands together, "I'll let you have the first attack, since this is your training"

Soul had to fight his instinct to transform, even partially, and charged Dotew, sending a fast punch straight into his face. Somehow, Dotew stood completely still during the blow, and Soul found that his face was much harder than he thought, "Ow! Dammit, what the hell, are you made of bricks?!"

Dotew laughed, "Sorry, I thought you'd punch harder"

Stein sighed, "Dotew… nobody could hit your face hard enough to hurt it, even if they stabbed it, repeatedly…"

Soul held his now bleeding fist in his hand, "What are you?"

Dotew seemed a little saddened by the question, "That's irrelevant, come on, hit me again"

Soul sighed and tried to hit him again, wondering all the while if Maka was doing just as badly as he was.