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Plot summarizer 2 : death city is the home of miesters from all over the world. The representation of balance and genius of death. The meisters forge the weapons of the grim reaper and the weapons defend human souls from their demonic predators known as kishin. One of the miesters known for her liniage and prowess is exceptional among most. Maka albarn the meister of soul evens, has proven her worth time and time again with no luck of transforming her friend into a deathscythe.

as a result she has devoted herself to pushing her limits as a miester and in return has gained a great sense of awareness. Her ability to see souls is a defining factor among the dwma operatives allowing her to sense the power of her enemies before she ever confronts them. Now that she has learned to controll this ability a new student has appeared who to her knowledge is very weak. However for some strange reason she cant shake the feeling that something terrible will follow them. What will happen read and rev.

ch.2 new kid on the block :what a wimp:

she hadnt been aware of the pop quiz but had with ease successfully aced it. "well I guess it just goes to show you that brains are better than brawn." her parnter hadnt faired so well.

"speak for your self. That pop quiz crap just isnt cool at all. A little forwarning would've been nice." soul wasnt particularly fond of the ingenius idea to randomly quiz people. "i swear one of these days stiens gona get his."

"if you would have studied you would have passed you know."

"as if. Im too cool to study. It cramps my style."

"and that is why you flunked."

"damn"

out of the random conversations and passers by maka's senses picked up on an unknow power. It was one of the students but the power was so weak that it seemed to be supressed from the rest of the collective souls.

"huh" it was weak but still so prominent. "where is that coming from"

"maka" soul had caught her attention drift and became worried. "maka... hey!" he shook her before she turned to look at him with confused eyes. "you alright?"

"yeah... I just... huh?" she tilted her head to the side as she eyed a young man walking down the hall. "whos that?"

the boy was tall, and well built but it seemed he was slightly too shy as she noticed his soul's minute form. His hair was swept back into short blond spikes and a single scar adorned his face making an interesting cross like shape over his left eye. He looked intimidating physically but his soul's power mixed with the overwhelming anxiety displayed in his eyes made him seem a bit weak.

"oh him" black star had appeard "just another of my fans come to get an autograph from the great blackstar."

the droll stare he recived from maka told soul that the power of the chop was about to be witnessed "dont think thats it" the silver haird boy scratched his head as he watched the new kid "think he's new here... doesnt seem to be a miester... maybe he's a new weapon."

"no..." maka corrected him before the inevitable chopping of blackstar for his antics. "he's a miester... but his soul is just too weak to weild any of these weapons... definitely a new kid."

"too weak to be a real miester" soul smirked "what a wimp"

"soul!" maka chastised his teasing attitude "why are you such a jerk?"

"its true. Sure there are weak weapons here... but to my knowledge miesters here are suppose to be at least adiquate to find one suitable weapon"

"come to gawk at the new boy have we?" kid was now directly behind soul spooking him out of his general cool facad. "his name is koty... I have spoken with my father and he is convinced that he will grow into his power as a miester." as the boy in question suddenly fell victim to a school prank kid's face frowned in dissapointment "i am not as enthusiastic"

maka was the first to reply "hey kid?"

"yes"

"why would lord death pick such a weak miester? I mean... even the lower level weapons have more power than this kid."

"he didnt say..." the young mans amber eyes glinted in curiosity for a moment. "however I over heard professor stien speaking with cid about him. Something having to do with his liniage... supposedly he's from a family of powerful miesters... or maybe not... I didnt quite hear the exact words." uppon noticing the boys scar immediately kid froze "that scar..."

"what... what is it" maka could sense the dred in him "is he a kishin... a witch"

"its... its" his eye twitched.

"its what"

"its hideous! Assymetrtical! Filth..."

"thanks kid... your a big help" maka then truged off to talk to the newest member of the dwma.

"please... ive done nothing to you... leave me alone." the boys temperment was rather light concidering that he had for the last few minutes been the butt end of another students cruel antics.

"leave him alone..." maka had entered and the others seemed to adhere to her request "are you alright?"

the boy said nothing but instead hefted himself from the floor.

"they didnt hurt you did they" she questioned his blank stare. "im maka... you must be the new guy."

"appearently newcomers are not welcomed here" the glare on his face seemed to portray a sense of violence that shook maka's core. "so be it... ill live"

"no need to be hostile im not going to mess with you... I dont like being bullied either."

"oh thank goodness" the glare fadded for a relieved grinn as he reached out a hand in friendly gesture. "im koty... I didnt mean to sound rude... ive had a rather... unfortunate day... I assumed you were the ring leader for these idiots and well... im sorry"

"its okay. But you shouldnt let them push you around too much. Give'em an inch and theyll walk on you"

"so ive noticed" an irritated smirk crossed his features "ill do good to remember that."

"so... were's your partner?"

"partner?"

"you dont have a weapon yet?"

"weapon"

"you are a miester arent you?"

"i was told that by a strange man wearing a lab coat..."

"thats professor stien" she sighed as she realized that he was ignorant as well as weak souled. "he didnt tell you why youre here."

"no... only asked me if I would like to join this acadamy."

"so where are you from?"

"im not from anywhere.."

"you dont have a home."

"well I moved about a lot as a child"

"well... who were your parents" the frown on his face told maka to stop questioning him. "im sorry... look... it seems like you need someone to show you the ropes... you can hang out with me and soul for a while. Come on... I wont bite."

his voice and facial expression again took a violent expression "the offer is generous. But im not your problem." the blantant hostility that he portrayed was only the forfront for the oncoming fight as one of the bullies from before attempted to dissobey maka's command and shove koty.

there was the smirk from the assailent and then the fast forward motion before koty had the boy in a head lock and proceeded to drag the other miester several feet towards a locker.

"i will say it once... and I wont repeat my self... leave me alone" koty's soul wave length hadnt increased but his dominance over the other miester proved his abilities far beyond what maka had anticipated as he tossed the young boy into the locker and shut the door without thinking.

"wow... why didnt you just do that before" maka blinked as koty turned around again his glare melting into the cheeky smile again.

"do what?" the honest curiosity shocked maka "thank you for offering but I think I should get going... they said I had to be in..." he rummaged through his pockets "ah" he beamed as he drew a piece of paper from the bowls of his jacket "room 204"

"thats miester weapon integration... follow me... ill show you where it is."

"thanks"

'what was that?' maka was befuddled by the mans appearent shift in mood and power as she led him to the location 'that wasnt normal at all. Kina glad he doesnt have a weapon. But his soul wave length didt change at all... maybe he's like blackstar... good at martial arts...'

"ah... here we are" the girl voiced as she pointed him in. "this is were you should find your weapon... so good luck I guess...oh by the way the offer still stands. If you wana chill out with us you can. Dont mind soul's more... jerk like tendencies. Ill handle him."

"thank you. I may take you up on that latter"