The hall leading into the Death Room was never admired by Kid as much as it should have been. Even though the guillotine styled Torri gates weren't entirely symmetrical, he merely enjoyed the simplicity of repetition. Sadly, the two weapons walking alongside him weren't as appreciative of the architecture. But at the very least, they were wearing sensible clothing instead of those costumes from before. When they arrived at the academy, Kid only recognized them by their soul wave lengths. Damion's wavelength was relatively calmer to his sister's, yet his irritability was the same if not worse than hers. In matters of physique he was taller than Kid, and had dark red-brown hair pulled back into a pony tail. His eyes were an orange red, and his neutral expression held traces of boredom and indifference. Calypso on the other hand was much shorter as she was just about eye level with Kid. Her eye and hair color was the same as her brothers, and her neutral expression simply showed contempt.

"I don't get why your dad wants to see us." Calypso grumbled as she shoved her hands in her jacket pockets.

"He probably just wants to welcome you to the academy." Kid replied casually.

"I feel like that's a nice way of saying I don't know." Damion chimed.

"You're right then, I don't know." Kid gave a slight shrug, "All he asked is that I bring you here before class starts."

"Hmph," The siblings huffed in unison.

Kid turned his gaze back ahead, and he cracked a smile as he saw the hallway expand into the dome-like chamber that was the Death Room. His pace picked up a bit, and soon they all stood before his father. His back was turned to them presently.

"Father, I brought the new students to you like you asked." There was a tinge of uncertainty in Kid's tone.

Lord Death did not reply. There was only silence. That was, until he whirled around and brought two blocky white hands down upon the weapon pair. "Reaper Chop!" They never saw it coming, and the force was great enough to have both their faces buried in the ground. Then Death gave a satisfied hum and straightened, his hands no longer visible.

"Welcome to the academy, kids~" He greeted cheerfully.

Kid was shocked.

He looked to the seemingly unconscious students then back up to his father, "Dad I think you over did it." He poked a foot at Damion, "Was that really necessary?"

"Erhmm... I suppose you're right, son." Death tilted his head slightly with a look of concern, "Maybe I overdid it just a little."

Calypso came round first with an abrupt gasp into consciousness. She rolled onto her side and rubbed the top of her head. "Why would you do that, man?" She whined, then rolling onto her back. "This hurts like a-"

"Gahh! My head!" Damion grasped his head, "Ow, ow ow it hurts." He curled up in a ball on the floor, still holding onto his head.

Clearing his throat, Death promptly got them both to their feet. All it took was a pinch on their collars and a little lift. "That was for stealing kishin eggs from other students." Death bounced back a step, "Though technically you both were doing what any meister and weapon should, it isn't right to take from others. And if you are caught taking a kishin egg from another student again, you will be expelled."

"You could've just said that without hitting us." Damion grumbled.

"I could have, but it wouldn't be as fun." Death mused. "Ah, that reminds me! I will be confiscating all the souls you have collected so far."

"What?!" They both screeched.

"Yes, think of it as punishment for stealing those souls, and also as motivation to work harder than you have outside of the academy. You each have to collect ninety-nine kishin souls and one witch soul. And though it is possible for a weapon to collect souls without a meister, it will be very difficult unless you have one. Luckily, there are several meisters at the academy at your grade level without a weapon. It's simply a matter of finding the right person. With that said, I advise that you both take on your first few missions with a meister or a weapon and meister pair. You might learn a thing or two, and you might even make some friends!"


You might even make some friends.

That statement had been drifting in Calypso's thoughts after leaving the Death Room. She wasn't really sure about the likelihood of conjuring up friendships here at the academy. If she and Damion were as big of thieves as was implied, no one would be willing to so much as talk to them. And transversely if Calypso found a student was a soul thief, she wouldn't want to be anywhere near them. In the case that they did come across a person who fell victim to their unknowing robbery, she hoped that they were at least forgiving. And if they weren't, then Calypso had no problem with being an intentional jerk towards them.

It may not be the best way to handle it, but it was a way of coping none the less.

Her gaze wandered over to Kid, who was walking with them to class.

"Yo, Kid."

"Hm?"

"We're friends, right?"

He glanced over at her unsettlingly and said nothing.

There was silence between them for a while.

He finally spoke, "We only just met-"

Damion snickered at the remark, "Is that the polite equivalent of at least buy me dinner first?"

Kid bristled at the suggestion, "Not exactly, no."

Damion's snickering only increased after Kid's reaction. He even had Calypso stifling a bit of laughter. If only the reaper wasn't so flustered, maybe he would have joined in their laughter too. She caught a smile starting to form on his lips, and then her attention was brought away by harsh yelling. As she looked ahead to see what it was about, she saw that said yelling was directed to herself and her brother.

"Hey, I know you two!" Said a familiar feminine voice, "You stole our kishin egg. We worked hard for that!"

They were now face to face with a girl in a skirt and her white haired friend. Calypso remembered them too, and she wasn't really fond of the memory. They chased down her and her brother after the initial theft, and actually managed to pull off Damion's mask before they managed to escape completely. It was perhaps the closest they've gotten to fighting a weapon meister pair thus far.

"Yeah, sorry about that." Damion shifted his stance awkwardly, "We didn't really take it as stealing at the time..."

Calypso nodded her head, "Yup yup. This kind of thing doesn't go unpunished, apparently. That Lord Death guy took all the souls we had."

Now Damion was nodding," Uh-huh, and this guy saw it all." He gave Kid a hearty pat on the back before wrapping and arm around him imposingly. He looked over at him with a grin, "Right, buddy?"

Unsurprisingly, Kid was immensely uncomfortable with this, "Yes, I have." After a brief pause he added, "They stole from me too."

"You're not really helping our case here." Damion grumble into his ear while trying to keep face.

"Ah but now that we're here, we are not going to do it again for sure!" His sister said hastily, "So let's put that all behind us and build bridges instead of walls, yeah?" She extended a hand towards the weapon and meister, her friendliness was nearly assertive but it was genuine at its core.

The two were hesitant and it put Calypso on edge. At least the girl was nice enough not to leave her hanging, and she shook her hand optimistically before it began to go limp with the stress of holding it out.

"Yes." The girl said with a smile, "I don't think I got your names. Mine is Maka, I'm a scythe meister, and this is my weapon Soul."

Damion took charge of the conversation now, "Neat! I'm Damion and this is my sister Calypso. We're both weapons, matching battle axes in fact."

"That is absolutely fantastic!" Kid sprung out of Damion's grasp and looked at him and his sister with enthusiasm, "Perfect symmetry! Balance between left and right, that's just perfect!" Yet as he continued to look at them, his excitement on the subject began to wain. "Your human forms are so different though, even worse than my two weapons. I didn't think that was possible! You two aren't even the same gender!"

"Hey man, it is what it is." Calypso shrugged, "We don't look alike as people, so get over it."

"Yeah, it doesn't even matter anyway." Damion bent forward and pointed at Kid's hair, "Besides, your hair...?" He trailed off he saw Maka and Soul gesturing for him to stop talking.

Kid gasped and turned away, "You're right! What right do I have to promote symmetry if I can't even reflect it on myself!" He got down and sulked there on the floor, "I'm absolute trash! I don't deserve to be a reaper. I don't deserve to live!"

"Wow, he's at it again already?" Liz emerged from around the corner with Patti skipping alongside her. She sighed an knelt down beside him, "I can't leave you alone for a single second, can I?"

"Just leave me forever!" He wailed, "I'm to much of filth to deserve talking with any of you. Just toss me out onto the street like the garbage I am!"

"You're not garbage, Kid." Liz said with a roll of her eyes. The bell had rung by then, and knowing that Kid wouldn't get up on his own accord she slung him over her shoulder, "Alright, let's get to class." She then led the way since Maka and Soul had the same class. Calypso and Damion on the other hand only followed for the sake of following.

"Hey, what class do you guys have anyway?" Soul inquired, looking over at the two weapons.

"Errr..." Damion reached in his pocket and glanced over a crumpled piece of paper, "Class Crescent Moon."

"Yay! We're in the same class as the foxies~" Patti cheered with a clapping of her hands.

"Yeah, looks like we're all in the same class." Soul nodded. He then looked back at them with a more ominous light, "You have to be careful about the teacher though."

"Why?" They both asked.

"He's a mad scientist." Then in a booming voice he added, "And he likes to do experiments on new students!"

The loudness of his voice gave them more of a scare than the context of his words.

"Maka Chop!" His meister chopped down her hand upon his head, "Seriously, Soul. You shouldn't scare new students like that, even if they do kind of deserve it!"

"Yeah Soul! What's your prob- Hey, wait a minute we don't deserve that!" Damion protested.

Maka laughed a little, "Alright, you don't, sorry."


Before long they all reached the classroom. Many students were already seated, and judging by the empty desk at the front of the room, Calypso safely assumed that there was no teacher present at this time. She waited off to the side of the room with her brother until mostly everyone was seated. Then, she moved along and caught two empty seats in the second row. Curiously, she looked around the room to see if she recognized any other of the five meister weapon pairs she and her brother stole from. They already knew Kid and Maka and their weapons, and there was only one other person she could recognize. She figured the others were in a different class entirely, or simply were absent today.

"Ah, 'allo? You are a new étudiant, yes?" A silvery voice spoke to her.

She looked to see a fair, curly haired boy sitting next to her. His eyes were a dull blue, and he held a cheerful and sincere smile.

"Yeah...?" She answered, furrowing her brows slightly.

"So very nice, so very nice!" He clapped his hands together in excitement, "Welcome to ze DWMA. I am Archimbaud LeClair, and you are?"

"Calypso." She leaned back a little and pointed at her brother beside her, "And this is my bro, Damion."

He looked over at the mention of his name, and gave a small wave of his hand in greeting.

Introductions would have continued further, if it were not for the entrance of the teacher, Professor Stein. He rolled in on a worn, patched up swivel chair wordlessly. His patched up appearance threw her off, and even more so when she saw it was not limited to the lab coat. The most notable feature had to be the screw through his head, and she really didn't want to think about how that worked. He then looked over at her and her brother.

"Oh, looks like we have two new students." He mused, "Calypso and Damion Hollins, correct?"

Hesitantly, they both nodded their heads.

He smiled slightly, then went to addressing the whole class. "Alright class, today we'll be doing something a little different. We're already ahead in Soul Studies, and so I'd like for all of you to practice your fighting ability. Practice your forms, your soul resonance, or fight each other. So long as you're all doing something productive I won't mind."

With that said, most everyone started getting out of their seats and talked amongst themselves as they walked out. Eagerly, Calypso and Damion followed along, mostly tailing behind their neighbor for guidance. There was a large, rather forested field that was the place for this sort of practicing to be. Those who wanted to simply practice their forms and their resonance stayed more in the forest while those wanting to spar stayed mostly in the clearing.

"Ah, excusez-moi." It was the french kid again. "But you two would not 'appen to be weapons, hmm? My former weapon 'ad recently left ze academy."

Calypso grinned, this was the kind of opportunity she had been hoping for. "Heck yeah! Only the best of the best."

The student examined them both with a dubious gaze. "Are you sure? You 'ave only just arrived." He then added, "And I am not so sure 'ow well I can 'andle two weapons."

"Psh," She waived her hand dismissively, "We've been killing kishins before we even got here. As for the handling thing, you won't know until you find out."

"Let's find out now, shall we?" Kid walked over to them with a small smirk. "I wanted to challenge you both for a while, but it'll be more fair now that you both have a meister."

"Woah man!" Damion raised his hand, "Leave Frenchy out of it."

"Ah, my name is Archi-"

"Yeah! This is between you and me, dude." Calypso stepped forward and assertively poked a finger at his chest. "I will take you downtown and cut you down, a'ight?"

Kid's brow twitched in annoyance, "I don't think so." With a slight gesture his partners turned into their weapon forms and went into his hands.

Calypso extended a hand impatiently, and before long, an axe found its way into her grasp.

"I hope you're ready to get wrecked."


A/N: Hope you guys enjoyed! I think I've got a good thing going here, so please review to prove me right(or to prove me wrong)!