Only Death is Eternal
Prologue
Life Went On
"There is always calm after a storm."
Repetitive sounds filled the room with a sleep-inducing rhythm; many of the people filling the space had already bowed down their heads at its power. A cool, low voice that soothed the mind wasn't helping the situation either.
"And so, if we take the previous mentioned number and subtract the area of this irregular shape multiplied by the difference between a perfect triangle and the time it takes a human soul to react towards evil forces we have…?" The teacher turned around to face his audience, randomly picking one of the few awake people around him. "How about you, Maka?" Lithe, long fingers pointed towards the blonde on the front of the class, probably the only one paying attention.
The girl perked up, her long hair bouncing against her back. "The size of an average human beings soul!" It may have been a little too enthusiastic for the peace of the sleeping people, most of them jolting awake, eyes wide and heart beating wildly. "Indeed Maka, excellent as always." She beamed a huge smile at her teacher, a slight burn coming from underneath her face.
"Moving on, we will now see the difference between a Kishin egg and a Kishin itself." The idea was met with a community groan and one or two snores. The black haired man ignored it all, turning to the board to resume his scribbling music.
"So lets start, the main differences consist-." A loud ring interrupted his babbling for the happiness of all. Students stormed down and out of the classroom, yelling and shuffling about, all but a certain group around the only person still sleeping on the classroom.
"Wake up dude, that's so uncool." The mass of blue hair didn't even twitch. "Please, Black Star, it's time to go now…" Nothing. "Tee-Hee! Black-kun is dripping saliva!" Indeed, a small, wet spot was growing bigger by the second. "Guys, it's no use, he's not going to wake up." After a while it seamed quite evident. They all nodded their agreement and made their way towards the cafeteria.
By the time they arrived the brake was almost up, courtesy of none other than Shinigamis kid himself, who HAD to stop and take care of every single unsymmetrical thing on the halls. "Symmetry is perfect… in order to achieve a perfect, balanced world it is necessary that both sides are equal, none more than another in any single way." Something along those lines was what he always said every time someone complained about his antics, so they had long ago stopped doing it for their ears sake.
Once they were all sitting down on their usual table, the thing that had been on their minds for quite a while burst out through rapidly-talking mouths towards the one that always had the Intel. "When are they arriving?" "Are they powerful?" "What did Shinigami-sama tell you?" Elegant arms stretched out in front of the gold-eyed Shinigami. All slowly calmed down, they knew the deal; he wouldn't talk until the atmosphere was perfect.
"As you most certainly know, the day after tomorrow two new students will be enrolling in my father's school, even so this is true, the exact time of arrival and more trivial matters are still unknown to even me, my father keeping any further details from filtrating. However, it is my belief that we will be receiving a weapon and a meister, partnered up with each other." The bell rang with perfect timing, leaving no room for further debate or questions.
Death the Kid made his way through the perfectly symmetrical halls with long, constant strides, double-shaded golden orbs scanning any possible alteration. "Ah, yes, my father's school has always been perfectly symmetrical both on the inside and the outside, how perfectly magnificent!" Sparkling eyes shone on his face at his happy thoughts of symmetry.
"Hey, Kid, what's the deal? It isn't normal for Shinigami-sama to call us so suddenly, especially as of lately." The blondes walking behind Death with a laboured pace weren't at all surprised or amused at the Shinigami's face, six years with a person sure was enough to get used to even the strangest of things.
His face recovered its usual lack of expression; Liz had snapped him out his symmetrical world. "I don't know Liz. Father's reasons are up to him". The gal sighed at the usefulness of his answer, instead drowning on her thoughts.
"But you know it's true, don't you Kid? After we defeated the Kishin a strange peace overcame the world, even special assignments are rare now. And for Shinigami to call us something important must be happening, maybe madness returned? No, impossible. Madness was obliterated, but then again, didn't it reside inside all of us?" She groaned, all this thinking with an empty stomach was giving her a headache.
"Sis! Are you in cloud world? You coming?" Kid and Patty were already waiting for her at the entrance of the Death Room, looking at her intently. "Huh? Yeah." Sighing she made her way into the room, following her meister around absentmindedly. "Well, I guess it could still be something trivial…"