Darkness, it surrounds me, my soul. I see it, i feel it. Madness it temps me ,always mocking me."Are my eyes closed?" I thought. I waved my hand in front of my face, I saw nothing. As i sat up the mattress creaked. It smelled like wet dog. I walked in the blankness to hit my face on the hard brick wall. I fell on my concrete floor. My head is aching, my body eating it self alive. I rubbed my hand across the floor and dragged myself in a corner. The sound of guns and screaming drifted in distance. It was slowly getting closer. My heart pounding, thump thump, getting faster and faster. What is going on? Footsteps echoed even louder in my head. Who is coming? The blood in my veins rushed through my body, making me footsteps stopped. The door opened light pored in, it overwhelmed me. My heartbeat faster and faster. Through my stay in this cell never had someone opened the door. Two figure stood in the light. Then once again everything was dark.
I opened my eyes. My pupils screamed. Light, so much of it, surrounded , appeared in my eyes. I scanned my surroundings, white floors, walls, and sheets. A cell blue curtain hung in the middle of the room. The sound of footsteps came behind the curtain.
"Hello," A woman wrapped in bandages said"I see your up."
"Hi. Where.. am i?" I answered.
"Good Question, well your at DWMA, in Death city." The words Death city Stung my spine."Lord Death wants to see you soon."
"Oh ok?" Who was that? "Some new clothes are at the edge of your bed, you can change in the Infirmary bathroom." she disappeared among the cell blue sea.
After i changed i peered in the mirror. Beating green eyes returned my gaze. Brown hair flowed out of my head. This is what i look like huh? Haven't seen it in years. I walked out the room, the nurse was waiting to escort me to Lord Death. I repeated that name until we reached a hallway. This was like no hallway, it had guillotine arches people walk through. That's just messed up.
"Hello" Said a tall black figure with a cutsie skull mask."I am Lord Death. Welcome to Death City."
"Hi" I responded.
"We have been waiting for you, Jane." A man with a screw in his said. I'd question it, but i don't want to ask.
"How do you know my name? And who the hell are you?"
"Oh me? I am Dr. Franken Stein."
"And I am Death the Kid, or just Kid." Said a Boy with the blackest hair i ever seen with white lines on half of his hair."Stien and I were on a mission to rescue you from your imprisonment, we are not a wear why you were imprisoned but to assure you we have killed those who were involved."
"Thank you very much, i owe you guys." I'm free? Really? "Do you know why you were locked up?" said Lord Death.
"All i know i was said to be there for a crime but, i swear i did nothing."
"We believe you there is nothing on your recorded, no crimes, nothing, and i understand you were sent there went your were 10."
"Yeah." Kid looked in shock.
"Did you have anyone you could stay with? Any family?"
"I did have a mom and a sister, i was told there all dead."
"That's a shame, you must be very devastated. You can stay with me if you like."Dr Stein said.
"Ohh, that very kind of you, ok." "You are also are enrolled at this school. Are you a minster?" Said Lord Death "Yes."
"Then it is settled, Welcome to DMWA!" That was fast? No examination? No test? They call this place a School, easily letting people in?
"Welcome." Said Kid and Dr. Stein.
We returned to the school hallway and as me and left the school kids of my age gathered at doors to see me. I hid my face passing there curious stares burned holes in my back as i stepped in to the sun. We walked through little streets cluttered with terracotta roof tiled houses. Cute! So cute. I can wait to see my new home. "We reached it." Said "Your new home." In front of him was a laboratory. I was overwhelmed.
"This is your home?" I asked "Yeah. Still wanna live here?"
"Of course i love laboratories! When i was a little kid i lived next to one and i used to watch operations and experiments going on there ."
"Strange child." I heard him mumble. "Your the one to talk. You actually live there you know?"
"Touche." He said room was on the second floor and over looked the was clean, and plain closet was filled with only a few coat hangers. Will not come in useful, cause i have only the clothes on my back.
"Hello"said a blond woman with an eye patch.I turned to the doorway."I am Marie. I live here as well."
"Hi."I answered "I am Jane."
"Pleased to meet you Jane. I hope we can become friends."
"Yeah, me too."
The next day I wore some old clothes that Marie had, a long trench coat and a school uniform. My feet clicked along the cobblestone till I reached the steps to the school, I looked up to the top of them. Students were cluttered around, talking among them selves. I sighed, How did i get here? Two days ago i was in a cell living my days in self imprisonment, now I am going to a school for weapons and minsters? i moved my foot to the first step. Then second, slowly i made my way gaining more attention from the students each step. The last step i took, everyone was looking at me. I glided through the path of scorching stares. As i entered the school, chattering followed me. I looked at the sheet of paper in my hand. The words Classroom crescent match the sign in front of me.I walked in. Rows of seats were in front of me. Students filled the seats, waiting for the teacher. I noticed that there was one open seat. I dived for it. I was strangely comfortable, for it was made out of wood. I turned to the left of me, there was Kid sitting next to me. I was shocked to see someone who rescued me. He was writing something down. What do i say? Do i thank him? Do i say anything at all? "H-Hi"i said "Hello"He replied."How is your first day going?"
"Uhh, good."I found myself hiding my face in a wall of bangs The bell rang. The class settled down "Hello students." Said Dr. Stein. He's our teacher? "Today we have a new student. Jane why don't you say hello?" I got up not knowing what to do and walk to front. Curious faces watched me bow.
"Hello my name is Jane, i am a Minster and i am please to meet you all."'
"Thank you, you can take you seat now." He gestured to the class. I walked back to my seat. I looked back at Kid. He was panicking and erasing. I leaned a little closer to find that he was writing his name. I giggled and realized i made a noise so i quickly turned away.
"Did you say anything?" Kid asked "No, nope." I tried not to look suspicious. He change his gaze to the front thinking. Then i flood of depression filled his face. His face hit the desk.
"Die, dammit, die. YOU JUST SAID THAT TO NOT MAKE ME FEEL BAD! MY WRITING IT'S NOT SYMMETRICAL! I DON'T DESERVE TO BE A SIHIMGAMI!"
"No, i, didn't mean." I stubbed out. I feel on my desk. "SO SORRY! I AM SO SORRY! YOU RESCUED ME AND THIS IS WHAT I DO! I DON"T DESERVE TO ALIVE."
"YOU HAVE EVERY RIGHT TO MOCK ME!"
"NO I DON'T SORRY THAT IT SOUNDS LIKE I AM MOCKING YOU! I AM NOT! SORRY!"