Let us introduce the biggest troller in this story: Rosephine Mist.

- Rose201, GloryLaughsAngrily15

PROLOGUE 02 : ROSEPHINE MIST

Rosephine's POV

I would like to start by telling you I'm a little off. Most people have concerns, others join me in the community pool of crazy. I'll admit to you also that I am not exactly a crime free individual. I've had some illegal indulgences. It helps you if you can jump in the air and turn your leg into a blade, and can simply hide yourself as a sword if you feel yourself about to be caught. The life was fun, but it has gotten boring to me over the last year,as it was the only thing to do. You see, I didn't exactly fit in at school, being able to turn into a blade and all, you tend to become unaccepted, so I dropped out recently, but I felt like I still wanted to have a purpose. I found out about this place where I fit in, Death City., so I packed everything that was mine, and made my way there. I was amazed at the gothic architecture, and the giant building in the center of town amazed me the most. It was the Death Weapon Meister Academy, and they were enrolling. Enrollment came with living accomodations, and seeing as I had none, might as well go and see what kind of school this is.

I made my way there, walking down the sidewalk, my red hair in my face. I saw two people walking towards the gate as well, coming from the other side of the sidewalk. I hid and listened to their conversation.

"You sure healed up quickly, huh" said the blonde girl to the anorexic looking brunette boy.

"Yeah, I suppose I can go back to my shed, I mean, house."

"Shed? What do you mean?"

"Ugh, what I meant is what you heard."

"You live in a shed?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"After my mom left him, my dad went nutty and sort of lashed out at everything, me included, so I live in a different area than him, but get money mailed to me every week, but recently, less and less has been arriving." This chap's a little forthcoming about his life, huh?

"You can't stay in a shed if I know you." The girl's a bit controlling.

"Where else am I supposed to go?"

"Well, since you like me, you can stay with me and Soul." This made the boy blush.

"I didn't think of that."

"But what do you say?"

"Please and thank you." Oh, a polite type. Ugh.

"By the way, are you a weapon or meister, by chance?"

"Well, the only thing I know is I am a blood manipulator."

"Have you ever transformed?"

"Um, no, and futhermore, what?"

"Turned into a weapon."

"Oh, no." We got a real genius.

"You should try."

"How."

"Like this," I stood up and said. I had heard enough. I walked over. "You just think about becoming a weapon, and . . ." I turned into a sword and stuck in the ground. "Now you try."

"OK" He closed his eyes and thought for a moment. Nothing happened.

"OK, you're not a weapon. Well, see if you can pull the girl that transformed out of the ground. If that's ok with her." The blonde said.

"Well I don't see why not." I said. "My name's Rosephine, by the way."

"I'm Maka and this is Shikudo." she said as the boy reached down and took me out of the ground without difficulty. My normal silver blade turned a crimson shade of red. "It's seems like a perfect match of wavelengths." she said after the fact.

I transformed back to human. "By the way, what is the deal with you two?"

"My guess is 'in a relationship'" Shikudo said. The blonde just stood there and turned redder than my hair. She then pulled out a book. . . . .

That's how I found my purpose.