"Now you both know it won't be a real examination without you turning into your weapon form." He continued to twist the bolt in his head.
"Dr. Stein? I don't think you understand, this isn't a test on combat but a examination of which we are healthy or not." Brennan walked down the steps with his body in a tense and cautious position.
"To conduct what is needed of me, I need to see how Desmond works in tangent with a Meister that is already familiar with him. And I need to see it work in action." Dr. Stein's eyes turned manic. "Or else I can slice you open and exam your organs."
"If this keeps us in the advanced level then I guess we'll have to fight." Brennan rolled up his sleeve and held out an open hand.
"Let's fight." Desmond jumped into the air and transformed into a weapon. He connected around Brennan's wrist grabbed hold of the wooden base.
"This should be interesting."
"Let's do this!" Brennan yelled.
Brennan ran forward at Dr. Stein. He tossed the scythe up and whipped the chain forward. Stein pushed his chair slightly to the side and avoided the attack without any effort. Stein grabbed Desmond and chucked him down into the ground. He grabbed the chain and yanked Brennan forward. Stein pushed forward in his chair and then kicked them straight ahead.
"Come on Brennan! This isn't that hard!" Desmond yelled. He lifted his own chain and wrapped it around one of the wheels on the chair. Stein fell face first into the pavement.
Stein rolled forward and up on his knees. His strike pounded down on Brennan's head. He felt a foreign wavelength enter his own system. His weight grew twice as heavy. The ground below him crumbled.
"Hmm, so that's how it works. I never had the privilege to use the previous weapon like Desmond before. So, he wraps his own soul wavelength into the others and forces to match his own. Interesting." Stein mumbled.
"Listen here freak!" Desmond elbowed Stein's back and wrapped his chain around his neck. "I'm not useless on my own." Desmond kicked the back of Stein's knee and slammed him into the ground. He crashed down deeper than Stein's own attack.
"So you are able to force in yours and possibly the Meister's wavelength into your attack." Stein analyzed. "Interesting."
Desmond turned into his Weapon form and landed into Brennan's hand. "Enough of the analyst look. Why are we fighting?" Brennan stomped on Stein's chest and held Desmond's blade up to his neck.
Stein grabbed the short staff and hurled Brennan over his head. Stein went up to his feet and launched another open palm attack at them. Brennan wrapped the chain around his hand and sliced down with his attack. Stein spun around the attack and grabbed Desmond's connection. He was able to pry it off of his arm and kick Brennan far off. Desmond transformed into his regular form and jumped off of Stein.
"What's your problem? That was a dirty move!" Desmond yelled.
Stein continued to twist the bolt in his head. "I need to fully examine how your weapon works. The only way to do that is to try the weapon that can connect with anyone myself."
"Seriously?" Desmond sighed and turned his arm into the chain. "All you needed to do was ask that." He whipped it over to Stein who caught it in mid air. "Just roll up your sleeve and connect it to your wrist."
Stein did and wrapped the rib cage to his arm. He was able to remain on his feet with the direct connection. His arm shook and tensed up to pulse his veins out. His hand dug through his hair and laughed maniacally. Even Desmond was freaked out at how well the first connection was. His soul was broken and was stitched back together. He was able to inject his spirit into Stein's deeper than anyone else.
"How are you able to handle that Stein?" Brennan asked.
Stein spoke through his laugh. "This feels nothing like the surgeries I placed onto myself. Maybe I can overtake your soul and unleash your full potential."
Desmond unconnected with Stein and flipped back to Brennan. "Okay man, what do you know about my power that I apparently don't?"
Stein's laughter and eyes stopped and turned into a regular person. "Oh, I've seen your type of Weapon before. The force connection you use only unleashes your regular type of Weapon form. If the person's wavelength is able to form into your own wavelength then you can form into your own. Your problem is that you won't find the balance with your Meister. It's the responsibility for both sides to find a balance in soul wavelengths."
"Your telling me... that Desmond and me... can become even stronger?" Brennan asked.
"Well yes, if both of your souls connect in unison then you can protrude even farther. You can even unlock secret talents unique to Desmond."
"So this examination." Desmond huffed.
"What of it?" Stein asked nonchalantly, like he oblivious of the situation.
"What was the result?"
"Oh yeah, your fine. Every concern we have is not present in you. You have raw skill but need a lot of training to get into your full talents. But I say you're more than deserving to remain in your classes. I have no worries."
"What were those worries if you don't mind us acting?" Brennan asked.
"Go ahead."
"The last weapon type of Desmond's. What happened and why are we worried about Desmond so much?"
"The last time we had one of direct connection like Desmond, he purposely forced himself onto others for his Meister to then kill those. It didn't take long to realize what and how things were happening but in only a few days, a lot of damage took place. The school was worried of Desmond's past and asked me to make sure everything was alright. And it seems that it is."
"Alright lad. I guess we should return to class." Desmond pulled up his hood and walked to the road.
"Thank you Dr. Stein. I'll go catch up to Desmond." He ran past Stein. He quickly caught up with Desmond, he heard Desmond speak to himself. He kicked at the ground and fumbled around his fingers. "Is everything alright Desmond?"
"Of course they see me like that." Desmond spoke out. "They, they, they, they, see my unique abilities and automatically think I'm some killer for souls."
"Souls? He never said souls."
"They didn't need to. My type isn't the only type of Weapons to turn to the other side. To think that they'd use my history to determine me as one of them."
"It kinda makes sense you know, where I found you it certainly makes you look out to be a villain."
"But I wasn't!" Desmond slammed his fist into an inactive light post. "I did what I had to do to keep alive. I only used my power to subdue anyone that got in my way of that. I wasn't and nobody else was going to get hurt in my presence."
"Desmond you gotta think about it. We skipped several levels despite having no practical training. It's just a precaution to keep them and students safe and to make sure our mental stability is sound."
"Then take me to a testing ground, I don't need this shit. I'll show them how good I am. I'll become a Death Scythe and I'll be a leader for these kids. Watch me."
For the first time Brennan heard Desmond's words as not a threat but as a actual good thing he wants to do. He smiled larger than he has ever before. "I love you brother." Brennan wrapped his arm around Desmond's neck and choked him into a brotherly hug. "You just have to crack open those books and study with me."
Desmond pushed him off in a playful fashion. "Calm down there lad." He gave a small laugh. "I plan on becoming the ideal weapon, not a scholar student."
"You can at least catch the last half day of school and learn a bit. You may be in an advance Weapon class but your still grade levels below me."
Desmond brought his hand in front of his face and crushed down his knuckles into a fist. "And one day, we won't need a direction connection, just pure power."
It only took half a day for Desmond to realize what he wanted from the DWMA. He swore to undo the reputation of his weapon class and to show his worth to every Weapon and Meister combo. He made a promise to himself to improve and knew he had to start with school. And it was a tough road ahead of him for that, out of the half day he was in class he only paid attention for half of that. It wasn't going to be an overnight change, but day after day he knew he was going to be different.
Brennan on the other hand didn't know what he searched for. Brennan wanted to make a name for himself outside his family business, but didn't have any idea on how to do that. Right now he was happy to see Desmond get out of his old ways and change for the better. Though that would only stimulate him for now and had to find his own path. For right now, that's what he was content with until he can find his own destiny.
