Maka looked up at her older sister, and even though her parents had just told her that her older sister had been adopted, she couldn't see her as anything but a family member. The five year old knew that, no matter what, this girl would always be her big sister. And that was that. Her name may have been Emerald Potter, but now it was Emerald Albarn. And that was the wat it was going to stay, for now and forever. Especially if Maka or her mom and or her dad had anything to say about it. And that was that.
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Emerald Albarn was six when she met her father's meister, Lord Death, for the first time. Sure, she had heard about him from the stories her mother had told her and her little sister Maka, but she had only known him as the headmaster of the Death Weapon Meister Academy, or DWMA, or the leader of Death City. She had never thought of him as her father's meister, but she rarely thought of him as her father either. Not because she was adopted, but because he was unfaithful to her mother. She looked up to her mother, and because her mother had no respect for him, she mirrored that with the same lack of respect in herself. But now her mother had been taken. Not by Kishin, but by two magic users who were after her, but had gotten her mother instead. She had been thrown into a state of depression.
Maybe her father was more observant of other people's pain than she gave him credit for. Or maybe Maka was so worried about her that she had put aside her own dislike for their father and gone to him for help pulling her sister out of her perceived slump. Whatever it was, her father had decided it was take your oldest kid to work day. Which basically meant that he dragged her with him up to the Academy and into the Death Room. Lord Death was strange, but Emerald didn't doubt that he was powerful. She was pretty bored until another being walked in. He was a boy about her age, with black hair with three stripes on the left side, and gold eyes. Suddenly, Emerald was sure she wanted to come back.
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Emerald's Papa, Death Scythe, was both happy and surprised when his eldest daughter, who he had no blood relation to, was not only a weapon, but a double edged scythe, as well as being able to transform into a pair of pistols. To have two forms, as well as being able to perform a split transformation, was very rare, especially considering that his daughter was only eight. Maka, his six year old, while not as reverent as her father, was still amazed by her sister's newfound talent. Death Scythe was taking her back up to DWMA, to see Lord Death about enrollment.
Emerald, or Emery as people preferred to call her, let her father lead her up the steps to DWMA. She had come up here many times since that very first time her father had dragged her up the giant staircase, because she always seemed happier after going to the Academy. Her father thought that it was because Lord Death managed to cheer her up with his childish attitude, but it was really because of his son, Death the Kid. He was funny, and witty, and he was grateful to her because she had helped to calm some of his neurotic tendencies, so he wasn't so obsessed with symmetry.
She walked into the Death Room, and was surprised to see Kid arguing with his father. They didn't notice when she and her father walked in, so she heard part of their argument. "No. Absolutely not. You cannot go off on your own until you have a partner." Lord Death yelled at his son. Kid looked up, defiance shining in his golden eyes. "Why, dad? I can take care of myself!" "But you're not a weapon, and a meister without a weapon is unstable and defenseless." Lord Death yelled. Before Kid could yell back, I coughed. "Maybe it's not my place, but apparently I'm a weapon, so if you really wanted a weapon..." I trailed off. They were staring at me. All three of them.
Kid seemed to break out of the trance first. "You really mean that?" He asked. She nodded. Emery had never been surer of anything.
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Maka was not feeling happy. Her big sister had come home from the Academy, and immediately started piling clothes into a backpack. She looked beyond ecstatic, so Maka had gone to her father, asking him why big sister looked so happy. He had looked down at the six year old and smiled, but there was sadness in his eyes. He had told her that big sister had found a partner and was heading off into the world to help eradicate some of the evils. So Maka had gone to her big sister to ask if she was really leaving. When she nodded in response, Maka asked if she was leaving forever. Emery looked surprised by the question, but then she shook her head. "Course I'm not leaving forever, I got to come back to make sure that you get a good partner. Plus, I can't leave my little sister behind forever." Maka was so happy that she hugged her sister and cried into her shirt.
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A figure in a black suit walked through the main gates of Death City, holding a pair of twin pistols. He looked around at the city that he called home, the city that his father lived in. He didn't really live anywhere, travelling from place to place, customizing his weapons, and defeating the evils in this world. The Pre-Kishin with Kishin eggs for souls. The boy was only twelve, but he looked older, and more ragged, but he was a traveler, so it was to be expected. He began speaking, seemingly to nothing. "Good to be back, huh?" He asked. A girl's voice responded, "Yeah, good to be home. Good to see our families again."
They walked up to a black and red mansion decked out with skull decorations. The boy threw the weapons into the air. They transformed into blue lights and merged together, forming into a girl. The dark haired, green eyed girl stretched, yawning. "Staying in weapon form hurts like hell," She said, and he shook his head, chuckling. He pulled the door open, and the girl walked in, followed by the boy. They strolled casually through the first room and into the room that must have been the dining room. Granted, there was only a man and a girl sitting in the room eating, but it was still obvious it was a dining room.
The girl sitting at the table sprang up and hugged the dark haired girl. When she pulled away the man hugged the dark haired girl as well. When the dark haired girl had gotten free and turned to the other girl, "Sup, Maka?" She asked. Maka smiled. "While you and Kid were gone, I started at the Academy. My partner's name is Soul." She responded. "Are we allowed to meet your partner?" Kid asked. Maka nodded. When they met Soul, Emery pulled him aside for a 'talk.' He came out afraid, but not obviously hurt. Neither one would ever tell what Emery had said to Soul that day.
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AN: This breaks right after Kid and his weapons join the Academy, but he only has one weapon in this story.
Winning the fight against Black*Star and Soul was fun. Getting dragged off by Lord Death for a lecture about how they shouldn't "endanger the students" wasn't. After Lord Death had finished his rant, he turned to them and said, "Now, I didn't drag you up here just to yell at you. You two, as well as two of my finest Meister and Weapon teams, are going to be sent as security and protection for a school in Ireland. There will be a tournament held, and you guys will be allowed to enter, if you wish. It is a magic school, so most of you would be at a distinct disadvantage. I will give more details when the others arrive."
Four people walked in. It was Maka and Soul, as well as Black*Star and his partner. Lord Death explained the situation. Maka had the sense to voice the question, "What school are we going to?"
"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The tournament you are being sent as security for is the Triwizard Tournament. The reason your being sent is there's a man there, who has devoured so many soul's in his quest for power that he is on the very edge of becoming a Kishin. He was turned into spirit form, but his soul still exists. We believe he will try to make a comeback. You must try to prevent this, and if he does succeed in making a comeback, destroy him and consume his soul."
"Who is this man?" Kid asked.
"Voldemort."