This is the 2nd chapter though really it's the first because the one before this was actually the prolouge.

Anyway, her we go I hope you enjoy it!

Chapter 2- Vision

Autumn's P.O.V

"Ara!" Silence except for my frantic bangings against the door, "ARA!" Still no answer.

I think she's getting another vision, she gets these a lot nowdays, ever since father... I press my ear to the door, maybe I can hear what's going on in there. Visions can be dangerous, especially for untrained dream seers like my sister, who can't yet send copies of their soul into the subconsciousness of another being without having to physically move. Once I caught her standing on the top step of the stairs, her body turned towards someone only she could see telling them that if they saw the light they would be able to fly.

I can hear her talking...

"Crona..."

She's been talking to this person a lot lately, I don't if she can control her powers or if these things are something beyond her.

"Crona, walk towards the light..."

There's nothing I can do. The doors locked and if I turn into a weapon and smash it then our allready cold house would become even colder. seeing as there's been no one to warm it since mother died of sickness and father...

Mother would know what to do if she was here...but she isn't here so I'll have to sort this out myself.

I close my eyes, she's still talking as I feel the millions of knives that sleep inside my soul awaken, I would love to turn into my full weapon but I can't. So I just turn my hands into two hand claws. I look down at them; the straps hang limp, as if begging me for a meister to weild them but even though I should and need to enroll at Shibusen (or DWMA) I can't because who would look after my village and protect our village from the demon egg souls that try and kill people. I can't just leave all these people defenceless...

Anyway, enough being some depressed girl, I have a job to do.

"ARA! GET OUT OF THE WAY I'M GOING TO SMASH THE DOOR DOWN!"

She probably can't hear me, I hope nothing hits her...

My hand claws aren't like normal hand claws... or even normal Weapon handclaws, they're made out of hardened pieces of my soul, just like all of my weapon. Meaning that theyre more powerful than the average. In fact, one hit sends the door hurtling of it's hinges and smashing into the opposite wall.

I don't think that Mr. Seymour, who has been bugging me to sell him the house ever since our father's... accident would be so interested in it now.

"Ara, are you okay?" dropping to my knees next to her, I gently turn her face towards me; her eyes are still silvery grey with no pupils, that means she's what people call dream-walking. But it looks like her soul's returning to her body now. (Seers have the power to split their soul into two pieces which they can either send to another dimension which allows them to see the future or send them into another person's dream, making the seer appear in that dream and be able to talk and help that person)

Her pupils have fully returned now, and she blinks at me with he silver eyes. The eyes that mark her as a dream seer.

"Thank God you're back." I wrap my arms around her. Then I realise that she's crying. "What's wrong Ara?"

"Autumn,"She sniffles into my shoulder, "Why, why can't I help him Autumn."Autumn is my name. Even though I was born in late summer My earliest memories are of the leaves falling as I took my first steps through the forest that surrounds our house. Autumn alone is the only time of year that remains untouched by all this madness; my mother's death, my father turning into a kishin soul and me having to kill him.

"Autumn?"

"Yes Ara." Sometimes I forget that Ara is much younger and more innocent than me.

"What are we going to do, we can't stay like this forever."

She's right, we both need to be educated in our powers and the only place that can teach us what we need to know is Shibusen... however, although the education itself doesn't cost anything there are lots of problems. For example rent, uniform, textbooks also both of us are weapons. And weapons need meisters so that will also be a problem because my sister iseasily mistaken for a witch and I myself am antisocial, meaning it would be difficult for me to get a meister...

Although...

There is a way we can get the money to enroll...

There we are, second chapter now complete.

I'm trying to build up a sense of suspense which might explain the lack of an explanation and I don't want to write some boring rambly chapters so yeah, that's why my style has changed.