Meet the meisters!
Alfred couldn't remember the last time he had been so excited and terrified at the same time as he sat next to his brother Matthew in the car. They were weapons transferring to the DWMA, an academy run by Death himself. He still remembered first meeting with the head master because he had nearly passed out and had to be supported by his brother while Lord Death spoke of his school and how they would be assigned meisters or wielders that would be training them into Death weapons.
"Mattie" Alfred spoke for the first time since leaving the house they shared. "Yea?" Matthew turned eyeing his brother. "Do you think our meisters will like us?" he asked nervously. "Didn't you listen to Lord Death? He said that he would choose the best match for us and if it didn't work out that we could be each other's meisters" Matthew explained for what felt like the hundredth time but it seemed to calm his brother's nerves. "What do you think they'll look like?" Alfred continued, "What if mines a really cute girl!" he exclaimed as the car came to a stop.
The small window that separated the front from the back seats rolled down and their driver informed that they had arrived to the school grounds. As Alfred stepped out he noticed that they were still quite far out in the desert where the school was hidden. "Hello, hello students! Welcome to my school!" the joyful voice of Lord Death sounded from the other side of the car. "As you can see there is a short walking distance but I wanted to show, or rather let you feel something" he said slightly bouncing which each word.
"Now if you will please stand there" he pointed to a spot no farther than six feet away, "and close your eyes". The brothers reluctantly did as they were told and stood side by side. "Slowly walk towards me, now" he told them and moved aside to let them pass. Matthew was the first to respond with a concerned facial expression while Alfred's face slowly melted into one of confusion. "Lord Death?" Matthew opened his eyes and looked to his brother to see if he could also feel the shift in atmosphere. "What you just felt is my soul wavelength, it's expanded beyond my physical form and keeps the school safe within its boundaries" he raised a large gloved hand to gesture to the massive building, as long as you are inside of the school there is nothing to fear, now, let's go meet your meisters! I left them alone which now that I think about it, it was not such A good idea" he turned and led them up a long pathway.
The two shared a surprised look and followed wordlessly until they entered the gates and were met with a bustle of life from the entirety of the school. "Lord Death! Lord Death! Are these the new students?" a boy shorter than either of the brothers ran up to them panting. "Oh, Feliciano hello and yes indeed they are" Lord Death greeted the brunet man who eagerly shook both their hands. "I'm Feliciano the pistol weapon but you can call me Feli and this is… Oh no! I left Ludwig! I'll be right back!" and with that the man ran back the direction he came from.
Feliciano returned moments later pulling a large blond man along who seemed slightly irritated at the pulling. "Feli please you are wrinkling my shirt" he said swatting the hand away gently. "New kids! This is my meister Ludwig, he's German, cool huh? " Feli presented the man proudly. ""Hello, I apologize for any inconvenience from my weapon" Ludwig nodded to them and begun to scold Feliciano for running in a crowded place and risking injury to himself or others.
Lord Death walked away humming as if nothing had happened leaving them to their business and turned to go inside of the school before someone was running towards them again. "Oh my, it seems I have been caught" Lord Death said as the man stumbled up the path towards them "Lord Death! You are not supposed to leave the death room!" the man was taller than Feliciano yet shorter than his German meister. "Look students this is your future teacher Death scythe, Roderich Edelstein" Lord Death introduced the somewhat scrawny man.
"I understand that Death Scythe but, I couldn't resist the excitement of new weapons in my school" he waved away the man who followed them inside where there was much more life than appeared from the outside. They walked through the school listening to Lord Death as he explained different rooms and hallways waving every now and then to students who seemed just as surprised as Death Scythe to see him out of his usual room.
"Woo what an exercise that was!" Lord Death stopped in front of massive doors decorated with the same mask Lord Death was wearing at the end of an abandoned hallway. "Please! Please after you" he opened the door and once inside the two brothers looked around in awe; What seemed like guillotines where lining a pathway that led from the door yet when they turned around nothing was there only the door supported by nothing. Some noises could be heard from the end of the path which sounded like yelling. "Oh no it seems I was mistaken to leave them alone" Lord Death sighed and slowly made his way toward the sounds.
"Release my hair you heathen!" a man, French from what Alfred could tell screamed then an audible thud was heard. "How dare you kick me! I'll show you, you frog faced frog!" another voice snapped back. "Oh my what an incredible insult, frog faced frog, I am shaking!" the French voice mimicked the others voice rather terribly.
Lord Death put a finger to his mask where his mouth should be meaning them to stay quiet as he walked to the pair of men who finally came into sight. "Shinigami… CHOP" he hit them both on the head with a massive gloved hand making them both fall down and clutch their heads in pain. "If you two would please stop fighting like black Friday shoppers we could actually get to introductions, Death Scythe if you would please bring them". Death Scythe nodded and led the pair towards the head master as the two men eyed them curiously.
"Now, Francis Bonnefoy please step forward" Lord Death motioned to the man with shoulder length blond hair who looked slightly taken back to be introduced first. "Matthew Williams, please step forward" Matthew stepped a couple paces attempting to keep his cool but Alfred noticed how his hands and breath shook. "Now, Mr. Williams this is Francis Bonnefoy, one of the top meisters here at my academy although he has still has not found a suitable partner..." the second man let out a snort that Lord Death ignored. "He is also a utility meister, meaning he is able to resonate to an extent with many weapons". "Francis this is Matthew Williams, death sword in training. He is a medieval style longsword and from what I've seen quite shiny and fast looking" Lord Death bounced happily as he looked at the two of them and turned to the remaining pair.
"Alfred Jones and Arthur Kirkland please step forward" the two men stepped up both rather nervous. "Alfred this is another of the best meisters here he's also very skilled at soul perception but unlike Francis he cannot resonate with a multitude of weapons" this time Francis let out a snort which he quickly apologized for once Lord Death threatened another Shinigami chop. "Arthur this is Alfred Jones axe weapon, a tomahawk of I am remembering correctly. Not so quick like his brother but much more powerful. Oh my! Such a mouthful! Now that were all acquainted please, please test out your resonance although it may not be so strong at first" Lord Death waved his hands for them to proceed.
Arthur turned to look at Alfred who was slightly shaking under the intense stare. "Um… D-do you mind if I hold you?" Arthur asked blushing and refusing to look at Alfred who was relieved to see he wasn't the only one shaking. "Yea, hold on" Alfred transformed into his weapon form and landed in the hands of his new meister. Arthur examined the weapon and admired the dark almost black blade that gleamed in the light of the room; feeling the texture of the leather grip in his palm and enjoyed how the beard and heal of the blade curved inwards almost resembling an open mouth.
"Why are you just staring?" Alfred mumbled to himself from inside the weapon feeling rather exposed as the man felt every inch of the blade. "Hey what's this?" Arthur poked what seemed like a nail made of the same substance on the center right above the haft. "OW!" Alfred yelped feeling as if his eye had been poked. "That's my eye!" Arthur quickly apologized and turned to see how Francis was doing.
"So light and quick!" Francis was waving the sword around in an attempt to get used to the feeling of the added weight. "Don't just wave weapons around like a fool!" Arthur stormed and pointed Alfred at him. "Is that a challenge?" Francis did the same.
"Hey Mattie!" Alfred waved to his brother from inside the dark weapon dimension that most weapons shared, they were both naked but by now they were so used to it the matter was irrelevant. "What do you think?" Matthew asked motioning to the meisters who were dueling while Lord Death and Death Scythe warned them to stop. "I think we'll get along with them just fine" Alfred smiled and looked back noticing how their meisters soul gave off a distressed signal which was most likely from another Shinigami chop.
