Title: Still searching

Author: Words Are Redemption

Disclaimer: I do not own Soul Eater, the OC is my own though.

Also if the text is presented like so – 'italics and apostrophes'- it means thoughts and whatever crosses the character's mind.

Also bold letters means shouting or emphasising an aggressive emotion.

Author's notes: This chapter will be centered around Onyx's weapons, not Onyx himself. There will also be the rest of the DWMA occupants; the point of this is because I don't want one character to dominate the main role – everyone has a background and I want to explore them all.


Chapter 3 – reconnaissance and interrogation

"I cannot believe you people would do this to him!" yelled a girl with sea-foam green hair at a calm looking Nygus, who was now clad in a white nurses uniform. The girl stood up from the stool she was perched on and straightened her extremely long white skirt with gold linings – it covered her whole lower body, no one could see what shoes she was wearing, if she even wore any to begin with. "I thought the DWMA was full of good and understanding people, not horrible monsters! Oh Onyx…" the girl in the long skirt bent down to look at an unconscious Onyx on a hospital bed with a thick blanket covering everything up to his neck.

A taller girl wearing black leather pants and a gray military vest stretched arms, allowing the bones under her perfectly tanned skin to pop. Sighing, she ran both her hands – inside of blood red fingerless gloves – over her chin length, spiky blonde hair and said, "I told ya not to get ya hopes up, hey lady, mind given us a few minutes of privacy?" the tanned girl asked, directing her question at Nygus, who without so much as a sound nodded and took a clipboard from her desk then promptly walked out the room.

The tanned girl turned around and looked at the shorter girl, who was still standing there looking at Onyx's body. Sighing for what felt the billionth time; she walked over to her sister and fixed the loose hairclips – they were just simple blue hairclips which contrasted beautifully with the sea-foam green hair- keeping both of the fragile girl's bangs from falling over her face, after a few seconds the tanned girl was satisfied when she saw that her sister's bangs were now securely away from her face and clipped to either side of her head. Letting go of the clips, the tanned girl turned her sister around to look at her flawless white kimono top with gold linings – matching her skirt and making her outfit look like they were joined together as a one piece – her kimono had dark purple feather patterns as opposed to the skull and flames motif on her tanned sister's vest.

"Samantha…" the shorter of the two sisters said as she broke down in tears and hugged her tanned sister- her face buried in-between the taller sisters' perky but shapely breasts. Samantha could only rub her weeping sisters' head as she whimpered a few times and stopped, her head still not leaving it's haven; refusing to facethe ugly world. "You're so soft, it's comforting. I want to stay like this forever."

Samantha licked her silver lip piercing situated slightly further to the right of her bottom lip and said, "Umm… Hime, this is getting awkward I think you should get off, unless…" Samantha said 'Hime' with the Japanese pronunciation of: Hee-may. Hime froze at the word 'unless', it was said in a tone that Hime had grown to know as the warning siren of Samantha's brand of teasing; which resulted of innuendos every single time mostly concerning her and Onyx. "Unless… you wanna put on a show for Onyx when he wakes up and make him lose control and ravish ya like he's a sadistic master and you're his loyal slave."

Hime blushed a dazzling pink which soon turned into an overwhelming red when she had a mini fantasy of Onyx pinning her down on the cold floor and rocking her world with a thermometer and other medical equipment. Hime instantly let go of her sister and stared into her eyes; Hime's conflicted dark blue eyes met Samantha's fiery orange ones – like fire and water, both dangerous in their own right but soothing and comforting at the same time. "Thank you sister, you always know how to make me feel better," Hime said with a tone of complete sincere trust and a small sniffle

Hearing this sniffle, Samantha grabbed two tissues from a nearby tissue box and handed them to Hime, "here, dry your eyes; ya got my vest all wet."

"Sorry," apologised Hime. After dabbing her eyes and blowing her nose, she threw the tissues into a nearby bin and turned to her sister with a mischievous grin and said, "Your bra might show," and then Hime giggled a bit.

"Cute…" replied Samantha sarcastically before smiling viciously, "…But I don't wear bras."

"WHAT!?" Hime screamed in pure shock before saying in a scolding tone, not unlike a mother scolding a child, "Samantha Gertrude Metel, not wearing a bra is so immodest! What if a pervert were to splash you with ice cold water and take photos of you!?"

Growling slightly, Samantha replied by saying, "Dammit Tenshi-hime! You know how much I hate my middle name. Besides if that were to happen; however unlikely that may be, then I'll castrate the poor asshole and take photos of it, every fuckin' step of the way." Samantha's tone was so determined that Hime had no doubt that she would follow through with the process should that actually happen. "Well… enough'fa that, lets get outta here, and before you even say you wanna stay with your boytoy; we need to go around and do something that will benefit him, we can go around this school and gather up some information. Think of it as reconnaissance and or interrogation." Samantha said as she opened the office door.

"He is not my 'boytoy' but okay, let's go." Said Hime with determination in her eyes and voice – this earned her a rare genuine smile from her taller sister. As Hime was closing the door, she took one more glance at the unresponsive Onyx and thought, 'stay safe, master.' The door closed with a soft thump and the two sisters walked down the DWMA corridor.

After a couple of minutes of walking, the sisters noticed noise coming from a room a few feet away from them. Deciding they had nothing to lose, the two sisters walked up to the room's window and as soon as they peered in they saw two huge gray circles looking back at them and upon close inspection, the two sisters see that the circles were actually glasses attached to a gray haired man which was smiling sickly and holding a scalpel.

"MOTHERFUCKER!" screamed Samantha, recoiling as if she'd been burnt – her scream was ironically girly like.

Hime screamed a surprisingly high note for a girl of her stature, Samantha being right next to her was left with a painful ringing in her right ear; Samantha started kneading her right ear and cringed in pain. After Hime apologised profusely for potentially shellshocking her sister, Samantha screamed at Stein's face through the glass window, "Hey! Retard! What the fuck d'you that for!"

Stein disappeared for a second – allowing the two sisters to have a view of the room which was actually a class room filled to the brim with students – after a few seconds the door opened and Stein beckoned them in, "come on you girls, say hi to the students…they don't bite."

Shrugging, the two sisters entered the class room. Samantha and Hime stood in front of the chalk board while Stein took a seat in his trade mark swivel chair. Samantha looked at her sister who was looking down at the ground, her face flushed from being put on the spot.

Samantha decided to go first, "Um, hi there guys I'm Samantha," the tanned woman's face twitched from her forced civil smile and attitude.

When Samantha waited for Hime's introduction and just ended up hearing awkward silence. Samantha then nudged Hime which made her shoot upwards and then flush a gentle scarlet because of the three dozen or so pairs of eyes on her, "I…I…I, um I… I am called..." Hime clears her throat and then says, "My name is Tenshi-hime Cerulean, it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance." After introducing herself, Hime gave the class a humble bow.

There was some mumbling in the classroom, most of it consisting of males and some females commenting on how 'hot', 'sexy' and other adjectives to describe how physically attractive the sisters are.

Hime blushed upon hearing these comments but her inner thoughts belied her modest exterior, 'how flattering but there's only one man I want and these people most certainly aren't him.'

Samantha on the other hand, ignored to comments – she was used to receiving much worse than words due to her appearance - instead laying her eyes on a small, dark blonde haired girl who was sitting up straight wearing a small smile on her innocent face. Burning anger shoot through Samantha's being, her fingerless glove clad fists clenched so hard it left nail imprints in her leather protected palms. "YOU BITCH!" Samantha suddenly roared, putting everyone on edge and making her sister look at her. Samantha took off running to the top row of students, jumping over the lower rows due to them being joined together in a stair like pattern. As soon as Samantha reached the top row, she grabbed Maka by her collar and held one fist out ready to punch her face into her skull, "You dirty little whore, my meister saved ya life and ya repay by slicing him up! I'm goin' to fucking annihilate you!" Maka could only look at Samantha's blazing eyes in pure shock, things were happening so fast the poor green eyed girl couldn't even respond properly.

Suddenly Samantha saw a scythe blade and a knife on either side of her neck as well as felt two pistols pressed to the back of her head. A deep sigh ran across the room, "I don't think I need to tell you the obvious, but if you continue with your actions… then you will be endangering a student of the DWMA and by doing so, you and anyone affiliated with you; namely your meister, Onyx and your sister, will become enemies of the DWMA," Stein said in his usual monotone, matter-of-factly tone, however, his usual tone was laced with a subtle hint of a threat, this gave Samantha chills.

'Onyx, Hime, I promised you guys that I would never back down from a fight; that I would never back down from what I thought was right… but I vowed to my self that I would never, ever, EVER drag you two down with me ever again. And I'm not gonna start now,' Samantha thought of her age old promise to the only people that truly mattered to her, the people that saved her soul and her own vow to never be reckless and hurt them ever again; once was one time too many and she'd be damned if she let it happen a second time.

With forced calmness in her body language, Samantha released Maka and said in a pleading tone, "I'm sorry, please forgive my sister and my meister, they haven't done any thing wrong, please I'm begging you just punish me – it was all my fault," Samantha stood on the desk and faced downward.

Hime felt a rare jolt of white hot anger tear at her insides, how dare they make her sister grovel like a slave, her sister was strong as metal and as fierce as fire… the image of Samantha right now was too much like a reflection of Hime's weakness.

Before Hime could do anything, Stein merely said in a cheerful tone, "Okie dokey, since you apologised, I'll let you off with a warning; the DWMA operates as a single body, you attack one part, you attack us as a whole and we will retaliate." Stein tone when he warned Samantha made Hime's saliva dry up in her mouth, leaving the poor girl parched and in need of water.

"And allow me to warn you, mad scientist; me, my sister and my master are a trinity, he is our everything, our lifeline and in turn we are his sword and shield – there is nothing we cannot conquer when we are together, we lay ruins to armies and kill witches without even blinking. But we are not evil, we don't look for fights but we are not push overs either." Hime said without even taking a breath, her voice as strong as a tsunami and her eyes as foreboding as a blue sunset.

"We'll be taking our leave now if you don't mind." Said Samantha in her usual rough tone

As the sisters walk out of the classroom, Samantha puts her arm around Hime and hugs her tightly, "I'm so goddamn proud of you, who knew my lil' sis could talk up a storm like that!" said Samantha with joy practically flooding out of her mouth.

"Oh…I…it was nothing, really" replies Hime, reverting back to her modest bashful self.

"Heh, yeah sure, anyway – d'ya wanna get something to eat? We've been with Sparky for about three days." Asked Samantha while rubbing her empty stomach.

"Umm, ok, but we have never been in this city before. How are we going to find a restaurant at such short notice?" asked Hime while trying to rack her brain for anything that looked like it sold food from when Onyx and them walked into death city and towards the DWMA.

"Yeah good point, alright lets…" Samantha cut herself off when she spotted a blonde woman in an eye patch walking in their direction, "HEY! Lady! D'you know where the nearest place where we can get food from is?" asked Samantha as the lady in question approached with a questioning look on her face

"Oh, I was heading for the academy's canteen, I can take you there if you want…" the lady put her index finger to her lip, in a thinking gesture, "aren't you two the weapons of that boy in the nurses office – y'know the one that attacked Medusa?"

"Yeah we are, but that isn't important; what's important is that we haven't eaten in three days and our meister told us that we should at least eat something per day." Replied Samantha

"Oh, of course, follow me," the lady said with a sweet smile.

"Thank you, we really appreciate your help," said Hime.

"Oh, your quite welcome young miss," replied the lady as the three women walked towards the canteen, "By the way, I read your file, Samantha and Tenshi-hime, you girls have quite the meister. But I digress, I'm Marie Mjolnir, it's a pleasure to meet you."