OMG, so so long without updating. I know, and I apologize… My internet got cut off and I JUST reconnected it in the new apartment… lol and I moved. Well, idk if this would be good since lately people been harsh with another fanfic of mine, but, that will not stop me ^^.

Soul Eater does not belong to me

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(THIS CHAPTER HAS BEEN EDITED)

Title: Asymmetric Beauty

Chapter 11: The Holy Truth

"Something just doesn't feel right" Maka whispered as we stood in the big church like building, we had been taken to an office like room where we waited for the Gami to finally come.

I knew exactly what Maka meant. I don't know if our Soul Preception was finally failing us, or if what we felt was true, but my soul was quivering with just the mere presence that was felt. I looked around the room, checking for our weapons, although Kiran seemed like… well, Kiran, your 'clueless' type Kiran, although I knew he knew damn well what we all felt. Soul and Koran on the other hand, seemed on the edge.

At first, the Gami of the village seemed to be hiding. We had walked by this church a million times and he had never called us. Suddenly, out of nowhere, there were people waiting on the outside of the forest to tell us that their leader wanted a word with us. The child that was with us was taken away as well and to be honest, I was starting to get worried about him.

"There has to be a way to confirm what the kid said" Soul commented playing with the carpet, kicking it back and forth.

"You guys really expect him to go and admit it?" Kiran asked stading up.

He was right. This guy wasn't going to openly admit he was a Kishin, or a egg in development, but, there could be questions asked that might lead us towards or away from him. Understanding this sort of things was a meisters job. Aside from that I could see the difference in souls, my Soul Perception was as good as Maka's and Kid's. I sighed, I hated how any small thing got me thinking about him.

The door opened suddenly and a man came in. Between the ages of 35 and 40. Dark blonde hair and vibrant green eyes that seriously brought a sense of calm and peace into the soul. For a moment I felt, dirty and sinful. Damn rape!

"My, my, such young children. What can I do for you today my dears?"

"Gami-sama I suppose?" Maka said, standing up and taking charge of everything.

He nodded smiling at her.

"We are here to ask a series of questions about the dissapearence of some kids…"

"There is nothing to investigate dear one, they are with me, learning the ways of worship and service to our Lord"

"I see" Maka nodded, all of us already picking up the sense of distress this question had brought.

"You see sir, the village is concerned because of the various bodies that have been found along roadsides and in the forest. A good percent of them resembling the children that were brought as an offering. The villagers are honestly afraid" Koran said, standing up from his chair and taking over Maka's role, knowing that maybe he could get something.

"Mere coincidence my child, as you said, resembled" he said with a smile while taking a seat.

I was starting to want to put a hole through his head.

"I don't think is a mere coincedence sir, I mean aren't you worried that there is something attacking your village?" Maka said.

"To be honest, I think the villagers are just been paranoid. I know that every single child that came to inhabit under my wings are protected. Probably the appearance of two children with... abilities has brought distress and paranoia into their minds."

"Abilities?" Maka and Koran asked.

"A meister and his weapon, but I highly doubt they belong to DWMA" he said looking at us.

"Where are this children?" Maka asked.

"I don't know, they ran away from our hands every time we are close to catch them"

"How many children did you say you had taken in?" I suddenly asked

"About 30 my dear"

"Where do you keep this children while they are learning the ways of your god?"

"Over in that building right behind our church, by they way dear. May I know your name?" he asked, a serious look yet such a twisted smile in his eyes.

"Kisa Yamika" was my answer.

"Ok, we will be on our way to gather more information sir, thank you for your time Gami-sama" Maka said, already knowing that we more than enough information for us to work our way through stuff.

As we all walked out of the room, one of the children that worked for Gami closed the door, just before I could get out. Damn the perverted old man to hell!

"What do you want?" I said, my hand reaching for the door handle.

"Please have a seat Kisa"

"I'm perfectly fine thank you"

"Suit yourself dear" he said as I heard his legs cross one over the other.

"You see, I can see a weight inside your soul, something that holds you back from the real you"

I scoffed, pulling the door only to find it locked. What the hell is it with this creepers and me?

"My soul is completely fine, thank you"

"No is not. I can sense your fear. Something about this situation is bringing fear to your heart… my dear child, were you raped once? and where are your parents my dear? Rejection from the one you love can be tough to handle right?" his voice became soothing at some point in the converstation, his question making my brain go blank and I couldn't bring myself to hold the tears.

I fell on my knees as I cried, my sobs muffled by my hands as they reached for my mouth and covered it. His warm hand came on my shoulder and somewhere deep within my mind I felt the suddent Kishin egg presence. Why can't I stop crying and slice this bastard in half?

"Poor child, so strong yet so weak. Come and rest on the 'Lord' my dear child" and with that, my world went black.

"My dear child, letmme reach into your soul and take all you have known and felt away. Let me take everything away Kisa."

A soft hand caress my face as I opened my eyes.

"All my pain?" I asked

"All of it dear, nothing will be left but the sense of relief and calm that your soul would feel"

"What about my parents?"

"You will see them again"

"What about Kid? I don't wanna leave him" I said suddenly feeling water surround me.

"Forget about the Shinigami, all you need, is me"

Suddenly something deep within me was shutting down as I felt myself get carried by currents of water too strong for me to fight against.

"Give me your soul Kisa and enter an eternal rest"

I felt something enter my chest and then...

"Miss, please… wake up"

I could feel hands shaking me, my body slowly coming back to its senses. My eyes opened and my surroundings brought my soul, mind and spirit from where ever the hell they had gone to.

"She's awake Kish, she's awake"

This boy, around my age came and pulled my arms, forcing me to sit.

"Listen to me and listen well ok?" he said, his amber eyes looking straight at me, his tone stern and demanding, yet I couldn't bring myself to un-plug my ears and focus on his words.

"What you heard, saw and felt is not real. What he said is a lie. Your pain and suffering won't end. Are you understanding?"

I know he was speaking to me, I could hear him, but my ears felt as if I had a pair of plugs in them still, not letting any information leak into my brain. I saw him sigh and his hands went to my chest, on my heart.

"Nunc animis ab omni malo*" he said, somehow, the 'plugs' in my ears easing off.

"Donec a damnatione spiritus verbo**"

"Patiar adferte mortuis vitam mundo ad iustitiam***" I gasped, just as if I had come from underwater, as if I had been on the verge of drowing in my own soul.

"Can you hear me now?" he said, removing his hands from my chest and looking into my eyes.

I nodded, unable to speak as I looked around me at the prison like room we were in.

"You're from DWMA aren't you?" he asked

I nodded again.

"Only a couple of more kids are left" he said lowering his head, regret and failure clearly washing over his face.

"A couple?" I asked looking at him for what seemed like the first time.

His hair was tied in a pony tail, parts of it hanging loosely around his face.

"Out of 30 of us that where taken only about 12 remain"

"Where are they?"

"On a storage area, below us"

I blinked while I tried to process the said info.

"How come we are here?" I asked, suddenly realizing I didn't feel the souls of the others.

"Only I can bring myself out of the curse of his words" he said lowering his head in what appeared to be shame.

"What about him?" I pointed at the small child in the corner.

"I was never under a spell miss"

"You two aren't human huh?" I asked and the little kid shoke his head.

"I'm not. My name is Yashi and I'm a weapon, the Ghost Dagger actually" he said with a bright smile.

"I'm Kish, his meister"

A meister? Could this two be the ones that Gami mentioned? Maybe we were aiming at the wrong target all the time. But what I felt, back in the room... that Kishin essence. If this meister was human, how could he bring me out of my state? And the chanting he did, what was that?

"But, what you just did… the…"

"Chanting?" he asked with a smile.

I nodded slowly.

"I'm what this village calls Bendita Alma**** my soul is just immune to any type of curse and with the prayers passed down by generations of my kind I can take other's souls out of the torment they might be found"

"Why didn't you break the other's curse then?" I asked, starting to get suspicious.

"Once he found out we were meister and weapon he closed up here, far away from where the others are so I wouldn't be able to do anything"

"I see… so if you guys are meister and weapon those that mean…"

"Can't you sense it with your Soul Preception? Yashi isn't turning into a Kishin is he?"

He was right, the kid wasn't turning into one, but still it didn't mean I could let my guard down. Gami had warned us about a pair like them... but then again, could we trust his words? No we couldn't, what I felt back in the meeting room was real and if I didn't get out, I would be swallowed as well.

"Dear children, time to allow the 'Lord' to purify your damned souls" his voice boomed through the small room and all I could think was…

I wanna fucking kill him!

"Kish" Yashi hid under his meister's arm and sobbed silently.

"Shinigami, you're first!"

FINALLY… it took me sooooo long to be able to put this up, but finally I got internet and I can start uploading more frequently…. I missed this so much… I PROMISE i would have the next chapter out very very soon… and as u can see, the missions gonna take a lil bit longer than expected. Idk how this is… i think is not that bad but at the end is YOUR opinion that matters so please let me know how I'm doing mmkay? Hopefully not everyone lost interest in this… hopefully -_-

The translation of Kish's prayer and the term of his soul:

*Save souls from all evil- Nunc animis ab omni malo

** Save spirits from the damnation of his words- Donec a damnatione spiritus verbo

*** Bring life to the dead and allow this world to reach justice- Patiar adferte mortuis vitam mundo ad iustitiam

**** Blessed Soul- Bendita Alma