Amber heard the bus pull away as she walked down the street. It's finally summer. I won't get to see or hear that boy for two months, she thought and smiled. Her hand went up to her neck to grab the necklace she had. It wasn't anything too fancy. It was just a crescent moon with a star charm on a string. Her dad gave her the charm for her tenth birthday. She smiled at the memories.

~~~Tenth birthday~~~

"Here you go sweetheart," Amber's dad said as he gave her a small box.

"What is it!" the excited ten-year old asked. Before the older man could answer, Amber ripped off the cover of the small box and found a small charm.

"Do you like it?" her dad asked.

The small girl jumped up and rapped her arms around her father's neck. "I love it. Thank you daddy." She then let go of her hug and sat down between him and her mom.

Amber's mom looked over her daughter's shoulder at the charm. "Where's the chain?"

Her father's smile sagged. "When I got it, the chain was bad. Besides, I'm sure we can find something else to put it on."

Amber thought about it for a minute. Then she said, "I'll be right back!" before she jumped off the couch and ran to her room. She came back five minutes later with a small string. "Would this work?"

Her father took the string and looped the charm onto it. He tied the ends together and put it around her neck. "There. It's perfect."

She hugged him again and he smiled. "We're still going on that camping trip in a few weeks right?"

"Yes. I promise."

~~~Present~~~

But they weren't able to go on that camping trip. A few days before the trip, a drunk driver hit Amber's dad head on. He died on his way to the hospital. Amber shook that memory out of her head as walked up to her house. She walked inside and threw her backpack on the chair. She then looked around and called out, "Mom! I'm home."

Amber heard a chair scratch against the floor of the kitchen. Then her mom came running out with a letter in her hand and a smile on her face. She hugged Amber and said her name. She then pulled back and said, "You won't believe what you got in the mail."

Amber's gaze shifted between her mom's beaming face to the letter. "What? Is a collage already trying to get me?"

Her mom laughed. "No, no. Don't you think you're still young for collage? Here, read this," she said as she gave her daughter the letter. Amber took the paper and began reading it. It read:

"Hello! We found out that Amber Tehran is a meister and we would love to have her study here at the DWMA. We shall give her an apartment to stay at with her partner and she can always visit home whenever she wants to. Please come soon! Signed Lord Death"

There was also a weird, small black thing with a skull on it and was holding up it's hand as a peace sign. Amber read it over three more times and by the look on her face, her mom guessed that she was totally lost. Her mom sighed and told her to sit down. "Alright. Your father would have been able to tell you this better than I can since he knew more about it. But to start off, a mister is a person that can match their soul's wave length with a weapon's." She looked at Amber's face and sighed again. This might take a while.

It then took about five hours to explain everything about meisters, weapons, the DWMA, Lord Death and what their jobs are. "Ok," Amber said. "I think I got that down but how am I a meister?"

Her mother then smiled lightly. "Your father was one. He saved my life and when we saw each other," she then trailed off into her memories. She came back to the present time shortly after and said, "So how about we call Lord Death?"

Amber shrugged and said, "Sure." She then followed her mother into the hallway to the big mirror they had.

Her mom thought out loud for a moment. "Now what was that saying that he told me?" She then snapped her fingers and made a fog on the mirror. She said, "Write 42-42-564, to knock on Death's door," while she wrote the numbers in the fog. She took a step back as the mirror glowed.

Then out of nowhere came a larger version of that drawing from the letter. "Hello, hello!"

Amber nearly jumped out of her skin while her mom smiled and said, "Hello Lord Death. Long time no see."

Then they started talking like they were old friends. "Hello Darcie. How have you been doing?"

"I've been alright. I'm actually calling about my daughter, Amber."

"Ah. The new meister right?"

"Yes. She'd love to go, right?" she asked as she turned to Amber.

Amber recovered from her shock and said, "Yeah, I'd love to go. But I still won't know too much about it all since my mom told me everything she knows but that isn't everything."

"Don't worry about it. We'll teach you what you need to know as soon as you get here."

"So go start packing all your clothes and whatever books or maybe a lamp," her mom started to say but Amber was already running around. She grabbed boxes to start packing away her clothes, books and whatever other possessions she wanted. This is going to be so cool!

A/N:

I'm board. Chapter three should be up tomorrow.