A/N: Thank you for clicking on the magical blue words that opened this fanfiction! This is my first story, and I'm hoping it'll be good.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Soul Eater. Too bad. I only own the plot of this fanfic and the characters I made up.
Well, enjoy!
"How fun it would be to cut you open."
The girl's tone and sadistic grin were so much like her father's that it was disturbing. She looked like him too, which added to the creepiness.
"Luckily for you, though, I'm not allowed to dissect you. My mission is to kill you. But that will be fun, too."
Athena Stein laughed manically. Her glasses flashed eerily in the moonlight. "It just won't be fun for you."
The Kishin she fought growled, blood dripping from its distorted jaws. It ran towards her.
Smirking, Athena stood still, and then leapt sideways at the last second. The demon slammed face-first into a wall behind her.
Athena twirled the weapon in her hands. It was a huge, heavy silver sledgehammer. She spun it as though it weighed nothing more than a plastic baton.
The dazed Kishin egg turned slowly, staggering and hissing.
Before it could recover, Athena slammed the hammer into the Kishin's deformed shoulder. It let out an inhuman scream and the sickening sound of bones breaking made Athena grin. Blood burst from the Kishin's mouth.
Another twirl of the hammer. The end of the handle was tapered to a razor-sharp blade, like a knife, which came in handy.
Like now.
The blade flashed.
With another unnatural shriek, the soul eating demon's body literally unwound, like black ribbons, as the blade cut through its soul. The black ribbons imploded, manifesting the soul. It hovered above the ground, a marbled red glowing orb.
Athena sighed regretfully. "When am I ever going to be allowed to dissect one of them?" She muttered.
Athena was short, thanks to her mother's genes, but didn't seem that way. She got her mother Marie's generous figure as well. And the worst of her parent's personalities.
Often the girl was unnervingly calm and cynical, even when describing a horrible event or killing a mob of Kishin. Other times she was as, shall we say, passionate as Marie. And sometimes, she was just crazy, as she had some of her father's residual madness in her soul's wavelength.
Her silver-white hair was short, worn in a style similar to her father's, but it was longer and wavy. Her eyes, hidden behind round glasses, where the rich, warm golden brown that matched her mother's. She wore a dark gray, V-neck tank top, black skinny jeans, and a pair of her "Aunt" Maka's old boots, the ones with the straps. She also wore one of her dad's stitched lab coats, the sleeves rolled up to her elbows. She wore black fingerless gloves that covered her hands and wrists, to protect her hands from friction from wielding the heavy hammer. Around her neck was a thin, dark silver necklace with a lightning bolt charm with tiny stitches on it, a gold and black butterfly, and a tiny emerald book shaped charm.
She, like her father, was covered in stitches. They were self-inflicted, not experiments by her father. She had his scientific curiosity, his brilliance, and his madness. The stitches scarred her left forearm. Another scar curved across her stomach and a third resided on her face, twisting from her right temple, under her eye, over the bridge of her nose and to her chin, barely touching the corner of her lip. Of course, she didn't have a huge screw through her head. Marie had panicked enough when she saw her daughter's stitches.
The head of her sledgehammer was octagonal, solid, bright silver. On each of the flat faces, there was a yellow-gold circle with a lightning bolt in it.
"Athena, we need all the souls we can get. I want to be a Death scythe like Mom," the hammer said calmly.
"Oh, just go eat the soul, Chris," Athena grumbled. She tosses the hammer carelessly towards the soul.
With a yellow flash of light the hammer became a boy the same age as Athena, 16, with blonde hair, who happened to turn human upside-down in midair. He shot out his hands and pushed off the ground, grabbing the soul when he back flipped over it. He landed in a crouch. Standing, he gave Athena an irritated look before gulping the soul.
Christopher Stein was Athena's twin brother. His soft, yellow blonde hair was gently spiked up in a sort of loose Mohawk style. His eyes were the same olive green/hazel color of his father's. He wore a black polo shirt with a yellow tie, black jeans with a yellow and white checkered belt, and white and yellow Converse. He also wore black and white checkered wristbands and silver rings on his ring and middle fingers that have yellow lightning bolt patterns. He was tall and slim, thanks to Stein's genes. He was the opposite of his twin in personality; Chris was quiet and shy and a bit self-conscious. He rarely got angry or even upset.
Except with Athena.
She gave her brother an innocent smile that still looked sadistic.
"Did you really have to throw me, Athena?" Chris asked, annoyed.
Athena's smile became a smirk. "Yes. Yes I did."
Chris glared at Athena, then sighed. He ran one hand through his softly spiked hair and said, "Come on, time to get home. We need to tell Lord Death about our mission's success, too. Without mentioning anything about dissection please," He added when Athena opened her mouth.
Athena stuck her tongue out but nodded. They turned and headed back to Death City.
I'm not used to writing in third person. I probably won't do that much, except the first three chapters and maybe for added suspense later.
Okay, now, some requests? I'm pretty new to this site, so I'm not sure what some things mean. OCs are made up characters. What does the O stand for, since C is obviously character? Fluff is like, cute romantic stuff, and lemons are... explicit things. My friend told me that. What are limes?
I think that's really all I need to say about the site and stuff.
Also, if you guys want, I can add in other OCs from you readers, though they won't be main characters. Just review with a detailed description of him/her!
Thanks for reading! Please review! Constructive criticism accepted, no flames, please!