The Saiyan Meister

Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ or Soul Eater

Chapter 1: Origin

Author: Hey Guys I'm back and alive! Sorry I've been out but school was in the way and I've been writing some ideas for this story. Just for a heads up, this story ISN'T gonna die like the rest of mine.

"Interesting." Shinigami said while looking into a mirror, which displayed a vision of 11 year old Son Gohan fighting the monster known as Cell. "And what do they call that again? Ki? It gives them the upper hand in combat." Death Scythe, known as Spirit, stepped next to Shinigami.

"Wotcha looking at, Lord Death?" Spirit asked as he saw Gohan firing a kamehameha wave with one hand. "Wow! It looks like that kid just shot energy from his hands!" Shinigami nodded.

"They refer to it as 'Ki'" he explained. Spirit was about to ask what it was, but Lord Death cut him off. "Ki is, surprisingly, tangible energy inside every living person. Once mastered, an individuate is able to manipulate it and use it outside the body. Such people, like Son Gohan here," he pointed to the image of Gohan, "Were born to do it. You see, he is not only human, but half alien called a 'saiyan'." Spirit looked dumbfounded.

"But, can he use any weapons like my sweet little Maka?" Spirit asked while cooing over the mention of his daughter's name.

"REAPER CHOP!" Spirit was now on the floor with steam coming out from his head. "Anyway, I was thinking that since the academy is running low on students, he should join us." Spirit dusted himself off when he stood up.

"But, can he use a weapon?" Shinigami scoffed at his question.

"He already has a weapon." He replied before clapping his hands, which were summoned once again.

Son House

Gohan, who was now 15, was sitting on his desk, studying like always. Today was a beautiful day to go outside, but sadly, he had more important things to do. With a sigh, he closed his book and marched to the kitchen to see his Mom cooking over the stove.

"Hi Mom!" Gohan chirped. His Mother didn't seem to reply. "Mom?" Silence. He was about to reach out and touch her, but his surroundings became dark and black. He soon found himself facing up at the sky with a man in a skull mask and another man with red hair looking down at him. He shot up and turned to face them. "Where am I?! And who're you?!"

"My name is Shinigami, or Lord Death." The man in the skull mask replied in a cartoonish voice.

"I'm Spirit." The red haired man simply replied with his hands in his pockets.

"And you're in Death City." Lord Death finished with his hands in the air. Gohan raised an eyebrow at the black figure. "We've brought you here because you've just enrolled at the DWMA. The Death Weapon Meister Academy."

"So you just took me from my HOME and take me to an academy?!'" Gohan shouted outraged. Who takes people away from their homes just to enroll them for a school? NO ONE! The demi-saiyan doesn't know to be either surprised or angry at them.

"Calm down." Shinigami reassured. "We've informed your parents..." Death stopped when he noticed the look on Gohan's face turning from anger into sadness. "Uh, parent that you'll be in this school for the next few years. Also, If you don't mind, can you show us that 'ki' technique again?" Gohan was even more confused. Now they want him to show them how to use ki and almost kill them? Sure, why not. With a shout, Gohan tried to fire the largest yet smallest ki blast he could muster. But what shocked him was that he couldn't do it! He tried again. NOTHING! In fact, he can't even power up! Or sense ki! "Just as I thought. You see, you lost your powers when you arrived here. You see in this world, humans can change into weapons and your ki is considered a weapon." Gohan's eyes widened.

"So, I lost my saiyan powers?" He asked, earning a nod from Death.

"But, you can get them back because I have the weapon just for you!" Shinigami clapped his hands. "Oh, Saiyan!" A young boy, about Gohan's age if not a year older, with hair just like Gohan's but red and wore a dark purple t-shirt with blue skinny jeans and black shoes. His eyes were blue with no pupils and his teeth were sharp. But what surprised Gohan the most was that the boy's tail was red with black stripes. "I called him Saiyan because I couldn't think of a name for him. But I'm pretty sure he has a REAL name."

"No, Saiyan's fine." He hissed.

"He looks just like me." Gohan managed to whisper as Saiyan made his way towards him.

"That's because he's your other half." Shinigami replied. "Your human side and saiyan side split apart. So, I present to you, your saiyan half!" Gohan and Saiyan looked at each other for a moment before shaking each others hand.

"I'm Goha-"

"I know who you are." Saiyan said sharply. "We're the same person." Gohan felt kinda stupid right now. "If you want to know how to use me, step outside." Saiyan stepped out the door, which appeared out of nowhere. Gohan hesitated for a moment before doing the same. Once they touched the ground, "Here's the deal; you just stand there while I transform. Got it?" Before Gohan could answer, Saiyan appeared as a orb of energy and went in Gohan's chest. Gohan felt somewhat stronger.

"Wow! It's that easy?" Gohan asked in amazement when he shot a ki blast. He heard his other half chuckle in his head while his aura made an image of him.

"See, it's that easy." He smirked.

"Hey! Boys!" Spirit called through the window. "Forgot to tell you that you BOTH start school tomorrow and our good friend Sid will give you your apartment keys. Oh and make sure you tell my sweet little Maka that her dad loves.."

"REAPER CHOP!" Death shouted before The window reappeared as a regular window.

"Just for a heads up, if you want to talk to Lord Death, exhale on the window and write '42-42-564'" Saiyan exclaimed, earning a nod from his 'brother'. "Sid should be waiting for us around the block. Race ya there!" Saiyan ran in super sonic speed while Gohan simply jogged.

"No fair! I don't have any abilities!" Gohan shouted before bumping into something or someone. Either way, both him and the other thing fell. "I'm so sorry. I wasn't paying attention to where I was going!" A girl, about his age, with blonde hair tied in ponytails rubbed her shoulder.

"No, it was my fault." She mumbled. Gohan helped her to her feet. "Hey, are you new here? I've never saw you before."

"Hey man, you're way too slow!" Saiyan scoffed at his meister. "Who's the girl? You dating someone already?! Playa!" Maka and Gohan blushed.

"No, we're not dating!" They both shouted before looking at each other and laughed. "I never got your name. It's Gohan/Maka." They both blush harder. Saiyan looked at the two before chuckling. He already knew right there that they were meant for each other, or maybe he must be being a jerk.

"You must be new to the academy!" She exclaimed. "Are you two twins? You guys meisters? Or at least one of you?" They both shook their heads for the first one and Saiyan pointed at Gohan for the second.

"He's my Meister." He replied. "My weapon is Ki." Maka raised an eyebrow at him. "He can use energy for his weapon. It's awesome when you see it tomorrow." Gohan looked at him in confusion. "And you must be a meister too." She nodded. "It's getting late and I'm tired. Better look for Sid and get our rooms. And don't worry, I know what he looks like." Gohan and Maka waved goodbye to each other and went their separate ways. Shortly after getting their keys from Sid, they arrived at their room and were in awe. The room was already decorated, painted, and cleaned. "Tomorrow, I'm gonna teach you how and why we need to collect souls. Just focus on one thing for right now: School."

Author: First chapter is done! Hope you guys liked the chapter and give this story some love and support by leaving a review, favorite, or follow. Till then, see ya in a few weeks!

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