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Chapter 2 Frankenstein's Expy.
"Uh anyone home!?" I yelled out my fist lightly knocking on the front door as I decided to ignore the familiar thoughts came around when I took notice of the surroundings, I mean this was probably from anime/manga so it's pretty obvious why the place looked so familiar but still I just couldn't put my finger as to where the fuck have I seen this place before or better yet who live here.
I think it was Sid… the zombie if I'm right?
He is a Zombie now right?
Right?
Knocking again I tried to call once more but still no one answered, I was starting to think that Death may have given me the wrong address or sent me to a random place just get me out of the school until he came up with something to deal with me.
I mean I don't exactly doubt him for not, I'm not the easiest person to deal with and I have a tendency to question people more than what they are used to there's also my tendency to makes things incredibly worse if I don't pay attention to something.
Where was I again oh shit yeah waiting for someone to up the damn door just so I could see who was supposed to train me, if I had to guess though I'm probably going to end up being trained by that red headed guy.
What was his name again? Had a really disturbing attachment to his own daughter and that was fairly weird to be honest, maybe that was probably a character thing to allow fans of the series to underestimate that guys capabilities, I mean he is a death scythe for a reason after all.
"Whoa what the-" Quickly as ever my mind was thrown away from my train of thought and my attention replaced back onto the door that magically flew open to reveal the home inside, blinking in confusion my ears immediately picked up on a sound, the sound of an office chair rolling down a-Oh shit I now remember whose house this is and better yet who the hell Death assigned as my teacher for… however long this is going to be.
Stepping away from the door I silently watched as the man who was going to be my teacher riding his office chair suddenly hit the lip of the door frame throwing him off his chair and tumble around on the floor.
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"Damn that didn't work looks like I'm going to have to re-adjust." The man with the very large screw in his head exclaimed, getting up and grabbing his chair, "Sorry about that, let me try that again."
I continued to watch in silence as the man rolled right through his house on his office chair only for it to trip once more on the lip of the door frame causing yet another tumble. I knew Stein was eccentric but this just took the next level ecentric up a notch and then slammed a nail down to say this was how far you had to be for you to count as being eccentric.
That or I'm over thinking everything since I'm somewhat brain dead with little to no sleep I've had in the last few days.
After the second time Stein hit the ground I slowly walked over to look at the large headed man.
"You done or do you want to have another go at this thing?" I questioned watching how the stitch covered man stood up and sat back on his office chair.
"Nah I'm done, so you're the kid that Lord Death said I had to train?" Stein exclaimed his hands pushing up his circular glasses up his nose. "Hmmm just as Lord Death said a flexible soul with an interesting added age to it, tell me…"
"Jackson."
"Jackson, tell me how old are you actually?" Stein questioned his mouth curled up into a large smile.
"Twenty one, but since I'm apparently in the body of a fourteen year old not a whole lot of people would believe me." I said knowing fully well that I wasn't going to be drinking anything to soothe whatever annoyance I was going to be having later.
"Interesting hehehe well this shall be an interesting time, so tell me Jackson what do you know about the soul?" Stein questioned throwing his arms up and over his head, kind of a weird question to suddenly push on me but it wasn't like I couldn't disagree and try to ignore it.
"Souls are the collective consciousness of people and living beings that reside on this planet, it's the one that can define people with personality and shit I don't really know I just got told you could train me in using my soul or something." I admitted not really caring if I was wrong or not, actually wouldn't surprise me if I was wrong anyway.
"Well close, but it looks like I've got my work cut out for me so this should be interesting hehehe."
Ok this is pretty weird.
"Alright while we are going through your tests, I'll explain the basics in a way that will be simple for people who are just starting to learn this." Stein said as I started to do push ups that weren't as hard as I would usually think.
"In this world there are people who devour human souls and turn themselves into mad people with craving to devour more and more souls, their goal is to be frank on the subject to satiate their hunger and finally become an evil existence we call a Kishin."
Taking as many puffs of air as I was able to run on the treadmill while I had this weird breathing mask thing attached to my face, yet again I'm extremely weirded out with how well I was taking this amount of physical activity so well I remember never doing this well in school or hell ever.
"For thousands of years kishin's have been sprouting up from time to time with the added existence of more magical side AKA witches, I'll leave that topic for later as I will go into more depth about that concept later." I heard Stein say as I felt the treadmill suddenly speed up.
"Now you may be thinking that how has the planet survived so long as it has, well that's where the DWMA come in, Death Weapon Meister Academy it's purpose is to stand to defend against the forces that would turn humanity into the depths of fear and madness, thanks to the efforts of the DWMA we've been pushing back those forces."
Ok I think I'm seeing a weird pattern here, I'm doing pull ups like they are nothing to me the fuck is going on with me?
"Meisters are people who wield weapons known as demon weapons, people who can turn themselves into weapons you yourself are one of course, which weapon is a curious thing though." Stein pointed out as he sat on his office chair, his eyes hiding behind the glint of his glasses.
"So what kind of weapon am I then?" I question dropping down from the bar I used my breathing very ragged.
"That's the thing that has had my curiosity, you don't mind if I disect you to find out-"
"Touch me with one any of your medical equipment and I am out of here." I quickly said remembering how… experimental Stein could get, for fucks sake he nearly dissected an endangered animal!
"Fine fine fine, you're no fun still we'll get to your weapon form later and seeing as I have gathered the correct amount of data I need, I can then move onto prescribing your training regimen."
"Training what now?"
"In order for you to have a sound soul to train with, you must first have a sound mind and the best way to have a sound mind is by having a sound body, make sense?" Stein questioned, my mind going somewhat blank as I just believed I just heard Stein quote the beginning of all of the Soul Eater anime episodes.
"Sigh I'm going to hate this aren't I?" I questioned watching Stein's usual grin grew an inch longer in curvature. "I'm going to take that large disturbing grin as a yes, at least tell me where the hell I'm going to be sleeping before all this happens." I somewhat begged hoping that despite Stein being sadistic as ever he can at least tell me where the hell I'll be sleeping.
"Sure, follow me." Stein said getting off his chair making his way out of the small training room that was apparently used to test my apparently physical performance.
Following behind Stein he slowly made his way up a flight of stairs looking over the top steps. I was somewhat surprised to see a small four metre long hallway that stopped at a single door at the end.
"You'll be staying here, it's an old space I used to keep my things but after a certain incident with a runaway giant cockroach and a 8ft tall turtle I had to find another spot for those particular experiments and decided to turn this into one of two extra spare rooms." I now would like a little more context on what the hell happened here if he had a giant cockroach and turtle sitting in this supposed room.
Opening the door, the two of us walked in and I was surprised to see large loft like room, the floors were wooden and despite the walls still having the distinctive stitching wallpaper the room looked not as gloomy or dark as the rest of the house looked, especially when there was a window at the other end of the room where a single bed sat.
"Take it you like it?" Stein questioned me as I just nodded in silent agreement my body making it's way to the window, looking out it I could see DWMA at the top of the city from the limits of where stein's home sat. "Yeah this view gets me from time to time, well if you'll excuse me I've got Frogs to turn into zombies."
"Wait what?" I asked, suddenly turning my head to look at Stein with wide eyes who just chuckled.
"Oh don't worry it will all be fine," Stein casually said in a joking tone as he made his was to the door only to stop and point to the corner. "But just in case I know that I keep a couple guns in that corner of the room and random weapons around the house."
"You're joking right?" I asked unsure if Stein was joking or not.
"When it comes to Zombies I'm dead serious, so if there's an outbreak you'll know who to blame, get some rest I'll call you when it's time for dinner." Stein said suddenly closing the door while I wondered if coming here was a good idea or not, eeeeeh screw it when in doubt just grab one of those guns.
"JACKSON!"
"Huh wha-where?" I exclaimed, stumbling out of bed, my eyes blurry from my suddenly waking up from a nap that took in what an hour or two? How long was I out for I wonder? Blinking away the blurriness I watched in confusion as Stein quickly kicked the door he barged through backwards, "Stein what's… why are you covered in blood?" I quickly asked, noticing his coat and body was covered in blood and guts.
"Are those frog legs in your pocket?" I questioned feeling somewhat grossed out to watch as the scientist casually pulled it out and threw it to the ground with no worry.
"Yes, anyway good news we're getting take out for dinner." Stein suddenly said looking bizarrely too happy with the idea of eating out so suddenly, "But bad news apparently the frogs I had turned into zombies are now trying to eat us."
"I'm sorry the frogs are what?" I asked my attention fully focused on the man who was supposed to be teaching me.
"Oh yeah forgot good news the experiment was a success and it turns out you can zombify frogs, now they want to eat us." Stein said in a very happy tone of voice.
"...I am honestly really confused so can I get back to sleep or what?" I was unsure as to how I would need to handle this very weird situation.
"Well usually I would handle it but since I put the house on lockdown I can use this time to test your fighting capabilities." Stein suddenly said as he casually walked over one hand holding what looked like a double barrel shotgun and a leather strap filled with red shells.
"You want to test me… with zombified frogs?" Never thought I would be saying that aloud, let alone in front of the man who promptly created the things.
"Yes now take these and good luck I got a good amount but I think I missed about thirty of them soooo you'll need to deal with those." Stein suddenly said, throwing the leather strap and gun to me before suddenly dragging me out of the bed I was sitting in, my arms just barely cradling the gun and ammunition before I found myself being tossed out into the small hallway just before the stairs.
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"WHAT THE FUCK!?" I shouted at the top of my lungs turning back to the room just as the door slammed right into my face, "Argh fuck!" I yelped before feeling myself suddenly falling backwards, back first into the stairs before rolling and stopping at the bottom of the stairs. "Oooooooooooow." Ok that hurt more than what the hell happened when I woke up in deaths room.
"If only I was given more context than just 'suddenly zombies, kill em.' then maybe I'd be more inclined to do this stupid thing." I mumbled out as I pushed myself into a sitting position, my head an absolute dizzy mess but at least I had some kind of cognitive thought in me to notice the very dangerous gun that was now sitting in my lap.
"Ribbit." Hearing the sound I looked up to see a frog, a blue skinned frog, blinking in confusion I watched as another one hopped out from around the corner and another and another and another an-Oh shit.
"Stein you are insane!" I yelled, throwing the door open to my room to see Stein sitting on the ground reading a random book he found or something I don't know. I was too pissed to really give a shit.
"Ah it appears you're done how was it?" Stein asked slapping the book closed as he had a good natured smile plastered onto his face.
"How was it? I'm covered in frog guts, blood and I'm forever traumatized by frogs that is how well it went you fucking Frankinstein expy!" I yelled out not even caring that I used a fanfiction terminology to describe Stein cause as far as I could remember in this hotpot of halloween gimmicks Stein was not only the obvious absolute Frankenstein expy but he took the title and made it his own!
"I see so I take it you take care of it, interesting kinda hoping you turned into a weapon but this is fine too." Stein casually said ignoring my outburst for the cold hard facts that I just survived and I apparently completed the task, by the way yes I got rid of the frogs lost count as one of the frogs jumped onto my face but screw it I got them all and I don't care if I missed one.
"Ribbit."
"Oh you missed one."
"Not my problem." I immediately said walking out of the room heading straight to the bathroom I found in my task of ridding the building of zombie frogs.
I don't know how long I'm going to be here for but this was probably going to be a long time before I get into the DWMA.
"I hate my life."
Chapter 2 end