yoooOOOOO WHAT UP SONS. So I guess this is happening wow. My first reader insert! I've actually wanted to do this for a really long time, but I wasn't sure if anyone would read a reader insert from me since I've only ever written SoMa, but I might as well give it a shot! I really hope you guys like this one, let me know if you want it to be continued! (by the way if you're a guy reading this just change she/her to him/his ^^;)Hope you enjoy :3

In case you're new to reader inserts:

[H/C]= Hair color

[H/L]= Hair length

[E/C]= Eye color

[F/C]= Favorite color

[F/N]= First name

[N/N]= Nickname

[L/N]= Last name

Haggard. She felt physically exasperated just looking at the larger-than-life staircase leading up to the infamous Death Weapon Meister Academy. Why the hell were there so many stairs? What were they trying to do? Pick off the weak students?

Glancing to the side, the [H/C] saw her weapon giving the staircase a look of distaste, as if it had caused him some great offense (although, any activity involving exercise was offensive in his mind). The black haired male turned to her, giving her a pleading look.

"We don't really need to climb all these stairs, do we [N/N]?" He asked, putting his palms together in a pleading motion. The girl simply nodded, leading the way towards the stairs and beginning the tremendous climb. The boy only sighed, following his monotone Meister up the collection of stairs he was sure would be the death of him.

"Kid, come on! We're gonna be late if you waste anymore time!" Liz hissed, pulling the black and white haired male's arm in an attempt pull him away from the source of his distraction.

"No! I have to make sure that there are exactly 8,800,088 steps! It will bother me all day if I don't make sure!"

"Kid, you count the stairs every day! Another stair isn't going to just magically appear over night! You're being ridiculous!"

"Your lack of appreciation for symmetry is ridiculous!"

"You're really gonna pull the symmetry card?! At least I'm actually symmetrical! Unlike some people!"

Kid remained silent, staring at his weapon with a blank face for a moment before collapsing into a puddle of tears, banging the stairs with his fists as he wailed loudly.

"You're right! Who am I kidding, I'm asymmetrical trash! What right do I have, gazing upon the worlds symmetry with these unworthy eyes?! I'm nothing but dirt! I don't deserve to be in the presence of my fathers perfectly symmetrical school!" Patty fell unto the floor, rolling back and forth with laughter as Liz pinched the bridge of her nose.

"Kid, I understand that you're having one of your meltdowns, but class is about to start and you need to hurry your ass up!" With that, Liz pulled harshly on Kid's arm, only to loose her grip and fly backwards. She closed her eyes, expecting to meet the harsh concrete stairs. Instead, she felt something holding her up from her underarms. Or, rather, someone.

Liz looked up, seeing a girl with [H/L] [H/C] hair and [E/C] eyes looking down at her in mild curiosity. Liz blushed, flailing into a standing positing as the girl let her go, holding out her arms slightly in case she lost her balance, requiring her to catch the dirty blonde again.

"I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean to fall on you! B-but... thanks for catching me, I didn't even notice you walking by." Liz said, rubbing her arm and scolding herself for her clumsiness.

"It's cool." Said the male popping up behind the [H/C], resting his head on top of hers with a playful smile. "It's a good thing [F/N] here caught you though, that would've been a nasty fall." The boy held his arm out, offering Liz a kind smile. "My name's Marshal, and this is my Meister [F/N]. And you are?" Liz reached out, taking the boy's hand and shaking it lightly.

"My name's Liz, it's nice to meet you. This is my sister Patty," Liz said, motioning to said girl, who was poking Kid's head with a stick. Liz grimaced slightly.

"And that's our Meister, Kid."

[F/N] and Marshal peered down at Kid with raised eyebrows, looking back at Liz with a 'what-the-hell-is-wrong-with-him' look.

"He's... got a thing for symmetry. He's having a bit of a tantrum at the moment. He's not usually like this, I swear." She said, sighing exasperatedly.

"...Right. Well then, I don't mean to be rude but we have a meeting with Lord Death soon and we can't be late." Marshal said. Liz finally noticed the bags the two were carrying.

"Oh, you guys are new students? I can show you to the death room, if you want." She offered.

"Thanks, but it looks like you've got your hands full here." Marshal stated, motioning to Kid, who was still crying, and Patty, who was throwing flowers all over him (where she got the flowers, no one knew).

"We'll be fine. But if we run into you guys later, we'll be expecting a tour." He said, giving Liz a wink. She blushed slightly, giving them a quick smile.

"Well then, Hopefully we'll see you soon!" She said before turning back to her Meister, who had miraculously started sprouting mushrooms during her conversation. "K-Kid?! Oh come on, don't be dead!" She yelled, shaking his shoulders frantically while her sister laughed hysterically.

[F/N] stared at the trio for a minute before tugging on Marshal's sleeve, motioning for them to keep going. Once they were out of earshot, Marshal spoke.

"Well, that happened." [F/N] rolled her eyes, re-adjusting her [F/C] backpack as they approached the top of the stairs. "Ah! Finally! Sweet freedom!" Marshal cheered, running up the last of the stairs. [F/N] huffed, rushing to catch up with him.

As she reached the top of the stairs, she saw Marshal staring straight ahead with a completely awestruck expression on his face. Quickly, she turned her head in the same direction, only to have a similar expression melt across her own.

The building in front of them was absolutely massive. There were three large skulls at the front entrance, three red spikes emerging from the middle skull. Four giant candles pointed out from the building, two on each side and about ten (that she could see) different towers connecting to the building. [F/N] glanced to the side, seeing Marshal grinning crookedly, flinging his bag over his shoulder with new found energy as he grabbed her hand tightly in his own.

"Let's go!" He said, rushing forward as [F/N] stumbled on behind him. "Time to find out if this school lives up to it's reputation."

Short I know, but it's here, what more can you ask for? More will be explained about reader and Marshal in the next chapter. I hope this is okay, it's only the first chapter so I know it's not that great, and I've never written a reader insert before, so I don't know how well I did, so feedback would be greatly appreciated! Let me know if you want this to be continued! BROFIST!- Sarah