Well, I'm too sick to focus on much else, and the internet is being weird, and I felt like working on this for some reason. So, let's get started, shall we?

Sorry if the characters are slightly OOC in this story. But imagine if you parents suddenly turned their arms into blades and sliced the heck out of your school principal. I'd imagine that's more or less what the reaction would be.

Lord Death is in charge, not his son. If you have no idea what I'm talking about, then don't worry about it.

I don't own either of these amazing series.

Enjoy?

SOULS

Stein unlocked the warehouse door, Death Scythe trailing along after him. Naru walked next to me as Mei made up the back as he dragged an unconscious Yasu to give him fresh air.

"So, Mr. Shibuya," Stein said, an almost undetectable mocking tone in his voice. "Do you want to forget this happened right now? Or do you want some answers?"

"Answers, preferably," Naru said. The shock had more or less worn off of him. At least, for now.

Death Scythe decided to start us out. "Humans have souls, right? Well, there are some out there that eat those souls. Those who are like that are demons that we call Kishin."

"More accurately, Kishin Eggs," Stein continued. "Though usually, it's easier to call their souls Kishin Eggs, just for clarification in soul conversations."

"Soul conversations?" Naru asked.

"Easier to just wait and see what we're talking about than explain," I said.

"Continuing on with our story," Death Scythe interrupted. "These Kishin Eggs are no longer considered human, and go onto Lord Death's list."

"Lord Death?" Yasu said. Oh, so he regained consciousness.

"Oi, how long have you been awake?" Mei asked.

"About when you dragged me through the door. I was just lazy."

Go figure.

"To answer Yasuhara's question," Stein said, "Lord Death is exactly that. Lord Death. He manages souls and all matters involving death. At least, that's what I gather. I've never exactly asked him what he does."

"Regardless, if a soul is on his list, it means that it is to be killed as soon as possible," Death Scythe said. "There are those among humans who are like me, Stein, and those twins over there. Meisters and Death Weapons."

"Henceforth, Death Weapon Meister Academy. Lord Death is the headmaster," Mei explained. "A Death Weapon is someone who can transform into a weapon, though we are sometimes also called Demon Weapons. A Meister is someone who can control a Weapon. Do you follow?"

Naru and Yasu, who had at some point gotten up off the ground, nodded their heads.

"You mentioned witches earlier," Naru said. "Care to explain."

"Witches are exactly that, witches. And not a whole lot are nice," I said. "Actually, Weapons are a product of witch experimentation. All witches, with very, very few exceptions, are on Lord Death's list. Of course, just because you can use magic, doesn't mean you're a witch…"

"Ah, Blair!" With that, Death Scythe went into one of his little… episodes. To which Stein somehow ran over Death Scythe with his rolling chair until Death Scythe had somewhat collected himself.

"Did I miss something while I was away?" I asked. "Wait, is Blair that cat that Mei was telling me about in his letters? The one that transforms into a human and likes blowing stuff up with some pumpkin spell thing?"

"The very same," Mei groaned. Neither of us had been very involved with the Spartoi group of the DWMA, but everyone knew who they were and near everyone knew about the magic cat with a tendency for not wearing clothes while in human form.

"Continuing on," Naru hinted.

"Right, so witches are hunted and so are the Kishin Eggs. We, er, collect their souls and when we have ninety-nine Kishin souls and one witch soul, that weapon becomes one of Lord Death's own personal weapons," I finished out.

No way was I explaining that we collect souls usually by eating them. No way in heck.

"How do you 'collect' souls?" Yasu asked.

Dammit.

The four of us, as in a now collected Death Scythe, Professor Stein, Mei, and myself, looked at each other for someone to explain.

"Well," Mei said. "There's different ways of doing it. Like, if we use the Thompson sisters for an example…"

"Oh right!" Death Scythe said. "Don't they collect their souls by loading them in their magazine or whatever?"

"If by magazine you mean the part where the bullets usually go, then yes," Mei said.

"Wait, so do they not have bullets?" Yasu asked.

I groaned. "This is where it gets complicated," I said. "To put it in the simplest terms possible, souls have wavelengths, or a sort of energy that they give off. In order for a meister and weapon pair to work, their soul wavelengths have to match. If you're a gun like the Thompson sisters—not that I know anyone else who is a gun—then you shoot out your meister's condensed soul wavelength… or something like that."

"That is exactly correct, but how did you know?" Stein asked.

"Please, like anyone was paying attention to class when that fight was going on. So we heard quite a bit of what happened, and then I told Mai about it in one of our letters," Mei said.

"Fight?" Naru asked.

"Fights are allowed at the DWMA, but they must be supervised by a professor," Death Scythe explained.

"Okay, so let me get this straight," Yasu said. "So there's a school that's headed by a Lord Death where kids who can turn into sharp and deadly weapons and kids who can control said sharp and deadly weapons come together and collect souls of some sort of demon or from witches? Oh, and they can fight if some person is watching?"

"You forgot the 'Lord Death's personal weapon' and the soul wavelengths part, but that' pretty much the gist of it," Mei said.

"If that's the case, then we definitely drove off a cliff," Yasu said, to which Naru silently seemed to agree.

"Not that it matters anyway," Professor Stein said. "You're going to forget soon anyway." Stein started searching through his coat, at first with a level of certainty, but then more frantically.

"What's wrong, Stein?" Death Scythe asked.

"I can't find the damn bottle," the stitched professor muttered as he searched through continuously. "If I don't have that medicine, then I have to go back to the lab and get it."

"But that's all the way back in Nevada, so wouldn't their memories be non-erasable by the time you got back?" Mei said.

"Not if these two came with me, no," Stein said, before giving up his fruitless search.

"Well," Death Scythe said, "who's up for a trip to America?"