A/N: Well it looks like my fic is now dragging in a little bit of interest, so I'm happy about that. When I see an alert or a review it urges me to keep writing sooo -thumbs up- Well, not that I didn't want to write this in the first place, but well...you know.
Onto review responses...
Coronai: Ha ha! Another well-thought out review. Much appreciated. Heh heh..yeaaahh...that was a bit much. But I have decided that the sitaution was his first view of gore...ever. And description, huh? That's actually something I've been workin on, because I know I need to improve on it. So yeah...I'll have to try harder. x3
Disclaimer: I own no part of Soul Eater...I own my ideas for this fanfiction though!
Stein's. P.O.V.
The house was so dark. My bare feet moved along the floorboards, barely creaking under my frail weight. My hands folded behind my back, both folding, themselves, around a scalpel that I had stolen from the science kits at school. Mice just weren't enough, or rats, or toads. Tonight...heh heh...tonight, I would peak inside a human. Earlier, at dinner, I had offered to make the tea...and slipped a tasteless sleeping powder into Spirit's drink. He wouldn't feel a thing...I pushed open his door, my image a silouhette from the dim lighting from the hallway. He looked so peaceful in his sleep...able to get away from the disgusting truths revolving around life. My white pants made an almost un-noticeable shuffling noise as I walked across the room.
Now I was standing over him. The first question was...where to start. Oh, I know! His stomach! That's where most of the big organs were after all....
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Breakfast time came about, and Spirit shuffled into the kitchen. "I think I ate something wrong last night..." He muttered... "I'm getting really bad stomach aches." He plopped down in a seat, glancing up at me, as I was doing my very best not to break out laughing. He didn't suspect a thing! Was he a moron? No...this was good. It meant I could do it again...and again...and again...and again...and...well you get the picture.
This was marvelous….I now had a new trick I could get away with. Spirit-senpai, oh Spirit-senpai, thank you for being an idiot. He seemed in real pain though…Hmm….maybe I shouldn't have pulled that the night of our first mission.
We took off to Shibusen, to talk to Lord Death before we had to leave, and before we left from there, a golden haired girl greeted me at the gate. I stopped, and looked at her. "Hello." She said hurriedly. "Stein-san…" She said hurriedly. "I…I just wanted to say, good luck…you know, today."
I blinked. "Who are you?" I asked.
"My name is Marie Mjonlir. I'll be rooting for you today!" She said hurriedly.
Something about this girl, it was kind and caring. It shocked me. I have never gotten a vibe like this from anyone…anywhere. "Thank you…" I murmured….and took down the academy steps. So with that Spirit and I took off for Mexico.
Were we were seemed like a ghost town. People who were there closed their shutters, and looked fearful to look at us. "So where are we going to find this Cannibal guy?" Spirit asked me.
"I don't know, senpai…" I admitted. "Maybe… I could use my training. We have been working on sensing souls in class right? I thought I did rather well, but I haven't tested my range yet…"
Spirit nodded. "Do what you want…"
I stopped, breathing in and closing my eyes. I let focus take over my body. Lights began to appear around me…blue…human souls, not even close to the verge of being a kishin. I wondered what all of the people were like, but then again…reading the souls personailty was so advanced…and I wasn't even close….Suddenly a red, powerful aura caught my attention. "Canibal…" I whispered. I had found his location.
Spirit nodded. "Come on!" He called.
We took off, me leading. I had picked up on his soul. It was near the center of town. When we reached the area I sensed it in, we were in front of an old church, looking long since abandoned. It had a bell tower cracked straight in half, handing by a thread off of the building. The old grey stones that made up it's walls were withered and covered in vines. And on top of this every stained glass window was cracked and broken. "Come." I commanded to Spirit, and he nodded following warily behind me. I pressed my hand on the door to the building, pushing it open with a slow and steady creak.
There...in the center, with sunlight draping his shadowed body stood a man with long dreadlocked black hair, and a tan complextion. His eyes gleamed a pure black,with no color to them, and he had fangs...not teeth. The only other significant detail was the fact that he was drapped in a long black cloak, and in his hands a human soul...Yes...this was Cannibal.
"Spirit." I ordered, but he already knew. His body began to glow and the glow was thrust into my hands so that I was now holding a scythe with a cross on one end and a blade on the other. I spun him into an attack position, and aimed my blade at Canibal. "Canibal.." I said calmly. "It seems that now...I have some buisness with you, but I doubt you'll come willingly. That soul of yours is now mine.." And with that, I charged. He did to, opening his hands to reveal abnmormally long nails that looked like blades. He reached them up, slashing at me, and I stumbled in an experienced way to the side. It took me what I thought was too long to regain my balance, and he was already back for another strike. This time I dropped my head, as he swooped above it, but he has an under swoop too which managed to tear the end of my white shirt, stitched up the middle. "Tch..." I skidded back, grasping Spirit.
His body appeared in the blade. "Stein, watch it okay?" He warned. "I don't want my meister on end up dead on his first mission."
I nodded, turning my palm u and beckoning my kishin enemy. My vision narrowed...I needed a drive for this...I needed motivation. No....no not at all...My motivation was simple...If I beat him, I could and see inside. I slashed down, and by luck...I managed to get him. The kishin stumbled back, falling to his knees, and blood dripping from the wound in an extremely deadly fashon. Remarkable...I had been lucky. It was a killing blow. I approached the man, leaning down at his body which was paralyzed in pain. I about reached Spirit up and slice him once more when his body disovled into a mere soul. My face drooped with dissapointment. I wasn't aware of that factor.
Spirit became humanoid again, and grabbed the soul, looking at it. "It's about time that I figured out what a soul feels like..." He stated, dropping it in his mouth and swallowing. He blinked. "Not bad.." He said, grinning. "Hey Stein...we did it." He said, giving me the thumbs up. "Nice scythe handling, all though it was kind of inexperienced..."
I shot him a glare. "It was my first time, senpai..."
He nodded, shaking a bit when I glared. "Y-Yeah....I guess you are right."
"This means we have 98 to go plus a witches soul..." I thought. "We have a long way to go."
