Four weeks later


"Parents can only give good advice or put them on the right paths, but the final forming of a person's character lies in their own hands."

~Anne Frank


Chapter three:

Mabaa


"A sound soul dwells within a sound mind and a sound body."


"Humankind cannot gain without first giving something in return. To obtain, something of equal value must be lost. That is Alchemy's first law of Equivalent Exchange."


A few of the Mizunes watched as their "son" nervously walked behind them. Through the few weeks that he been with them, he had gotten used to the world around him. They gave him some cloths that showed he was now a Mizune. He had on a large funnel-collared cloak that, like all Mizunes, was embellished with several vertical white stripes around the exterior and white lining that extends from around the nose downwards until reaching the ground. He also had on the infamous Mizune mouse hat; and like all Mizunes, he had whiskers drawn on his cheeks. He wore pants that had several vertical white stripes, along with black, elevator boots that looked like mouse paws and ghost white gloves that had black fingertips starting from middle joint. To make him feel more like a Mizune, "Alchemist" became his middle name, so now he known as "FullMetal Alchemist Mizune" since the witches did adopt him into their family.

To their surprise he was unnatural at cooking and very skilled at science and math. So he was a great help not only in the kitchen but in front of a cauldron.

Now they were all on their way to the Witches Mass Ceremony. The witches knew that it was a rare thing for a human to be there, but if there is a just reason, then its okay.

FullMetal was silent through the whole thing, and the Mizune sisters thought they could get through the whole thing without incident...that is until they were called upon by Mabaa herself when the ceremony was over.

Mabaa was the oldest witch in existence who had enough power to equal that of the Grim Reaper himself. Contradictory to her power, she was extremely small in stature with the entirety of her diminutive frame being obscured by her domineering clothes, making it all but impossible to discern the remainder of her characteristics. Torn and overtly simplistic, the concealing attire gives absolutely no impression of the prestige and authority that she actually held amongst her fellow witches, but its an advantage against an unwitting opponent. Her outfit comprising of a black robe and a similarly dark, extremely tattered cloak, the majority of her dress is adorned with extremely large safety pins, the only exception was her large white hat that was fashioned in such a way that it had a sharp-toothed grinning face. The small gap between the brim of her hat and cloak shows her white hair a bandage with "1/2" written on it covering her left eye, where The Immortal Werewolf had removed it...

"Mizunes!" said Mabaa , "Explain to me why you all brought a human here?"

"Please forgive us, Mabaa," the eldest said, "but we had purified his soul, he had been close to becoming a keishin, but due to the fact that our sixth sister is deceased, we weren't powerful enough to save much of his memories. He has amnesia now, and since we didn't know where he lived or who his family is, we adopted him."

Mabaa was surprised, she knew the truth when she heard it, and she knew that the Mizunes were an honest bunch. She looked at the boy's eyes. "What is your name?"

"F-...FullMetal Alchemist...Mizune..." the boy stuttered.

"I see..." Mabaa said. She used a small spell and looked into FullMetal's soul. Though the other witches couldn't see...she went wide eyed. She sighed and looked at the witches of mice, "Mizunes...you all missed one thing about this boy..."

"We did?" asked one of the sisters.

"Yes..." Mabaa knew that the mice witches had always wanted a child, but could never have one due to their childlike appearance, and now that they had adopted one, she would have to take him away because of his soul and the abilities he possess... "He is a Weapon." she watched as the sisters went into a small state of shock.

"I'm...a weapon?" FullMetal echoed in shock.

Mabaa nodded, "Yes, and because of this...you must be taken to Death's Academy, the DWMA." she watched as Mizunes, including the human, look as though they were about to cry. Not even the high witch herself was that heartless, "But, if you promise to not hurt or kill a good witch, I'll let you and Mizune sisters keep in contact."

"Really?!" the sisters exclaimed.

"Yes..."

"But-...Miss Mabaa, h-how do I know who's a good witch and who's a bad witch?" FullMetal asked.

"Just come to me when you need to hunt a witch and I'll tell you who the bad witches are..." Mabaa dreaded the thought, but she knew and had banished all the witches who betrayed their sister witches by not only creating weapons but creating Keishins... she knew several witches the boy could kill, but telling by his shy nature, it would be a hard task for him, not to mention to comprehend it... "But for now, lets enroll you into the Academy..."

"Yes Ma'am" the Mizunes agreed.

They all fallowed Mabaa to a mirror, she began writing down the "dreaded numbers", the numbers that summon Death himself, the witches mortal enemy. Mabaa also recited the numbers.

"Forty-two, forty-two, five, sixty-four, when ever you want to knock on Death's door..." the only reason why she knew his numbers was because he gave them to her, "In case you ever need my help or if I need your help. Like if there is another true Keishin on the loose. Please take it. You never know what could happen in a world like ours." he said all those centuries ago... now here she is...calling him, for the sake of a child... she almost wanted to laugh...but she didn't.

The mirror glowed a bright white, then Lord Death was shown in a large room that looked like a desert with several strange black crosses planted in the sand, as if they were grave markers, but it was obviously just for decoration. There were tunnel gates that looked like guillotines, the gates lead to a white platform in the room. There were also several clouds that floated about the room, both high to the roof and low to the floor.

There stood Death in the room, he appeared to be nothing more than tattered black cloth with many jagged edges, and decorated with a cartoon-ish skull mask. He obviously chose that look to make it more comfortable for humans to talk to him.

He was accompanied by his Death Scythe, who looked to be a younger aged man who looked to be in his early thirties. He had shoulder length blood red hair, and blue eyes. He wore a basic black suit blazer, black dress slacks, an olive button up shirt, a black leather belt with a silver buckle and dress shoes. The most iconic thing about him was his black cross tie.

"Mabaa!" Death exclaimed happily in a high-pitched voice, a voice that he uses so humans would be less intimidated by him. "What a surprise! Its nice to see you again! What can I do for you?"

"Its nice to see you too, Death." Mabaa smiled, though no one could see. She never told anyone, but she used to be a good friend of Death's when they were younger...much younger. "But you see, the Mizune sisters had found a true Keishin in the making. They purified his soul, to prevent it from happening, but at the cost, his memories are lost. I used a spell to see his soul, and to my surprise he his a weapon. We were wondering if we could enroll him into your academy."

"A weapon you say?" Death cocked his head, "Hmmm...what's his name?

"FullMetal Alchemist," Mabaa stated, she intentionally left out 'Mizune' due to the fact that he was not born into the witch family.

"What kind of weapon is he?" Death asked.

"I don't know..." Mabaa said. Even though she could tell if someone was a weapon, she couldn't tell what kind of weapon they were... "FullMetal could you transform for me?"

"I-...I don't know how t-...to transform..." the boy stuttered nervously, as he hid behind one of the Mizunes.

Death Scythe smiled a gentle smile, "Its easy, just focus on your soul and imagine a weapon, and when you transform into your weapon form, all you will need to do from then on is imagine yourself as that weapon when you transform."

"O-...okay..." the boy came out from hiding. He began to focus on his soul wavelength, he found that the waves of his soul were surprisingly large, so he imagined that he would be a hatchet or axe of some sort. He began to glow a brilliant gold light and he began to transform.

One of the Mizunes saw him fly up into the air, and they caught him. When the light disappeared they saw that he had turned into a large triple-bladed scythe. His handle was long and black, with silver and crimson tribal dragons printed on it. At the end of the handle was a spear tip, that was just like the three blades which were gold with a black and crimson rimming on them, looking as if it was on fire. Strangely the three blades all had a distinct marking on them, that looked like pieces of one whole. If one were to piece the markings they would make a cross that had a snake coiled around it, above the cross were detached wings and a crown.

The Mizune that caught him slightly moved FullMetal, causing a small sound to come from the handle... she then did something that caused her sisters to jump in surprise... she broke him...

She broke the handle revealing a chain that kept him together. She slightly pulled on the chain causing the rest of the handle to hang.

"Interesting..." Death said, "I've never seen a Scythe like that before."

The weapon glowed then jumped out of the Mizune's hands and landed right next to her, in his human form.

"Congratulations FullMetal, you're officially a student of the DWMA!" Lord Death said, "We'll get you all set up to come here, a dorm and all!"

"Thank you, Death..." Mabaa said with a hidden smile. It was very ironic, she just helped her so-called enemies. One to become a student of the other, to help them both...she silently chuckled to her self. "I'm the one telling my witches to stay away from Weapons and Meisters. Yet here I am, helping a Weapon who lost his memory to get into the DWMA, so that way he won't be led astray again... but then again, Keishin and Keishin Eggs are enemies of Witches too..."