Cressa ran through the desert at top speed, her heart racing. Anticipation bubbled through her as Death city came into site.
Lord Death had called her to Death city, he said he had a permanent meister for her, and he promised this one would be better than the many before him. He was new meister to the school, but had experience.
These thoughts only propelled Cressa faster, and the city getting closer pushed her even more. It was a stunning site. The sun sat in the sky lazily, laughing behind the DWMA.
After a few more minutes of running, Cressa stopped at the wall and gate to the city. She rested her arm on the wall, and her head on her arm, panting. There should be some train or taxi or something to take students here. This was just a huge hassle!
As her heart slowed and her breathing evened out, she stood tall and collected herself. She dusted herself off and entered the city. Solid ground welcomed her high healed feet. Sand, and running in high heals was not a good combination. Cressa stretched slowly and then put her hands in her cargo-ish Capri pockets They're an earthy color, with a darker belt.
Cressa started her journey through Death city, and stopped for some site seeing and what not. She desperately hoped that she wouldn't get lost. That wouldn't be good. She wasn't sure of the weather, and only had her sleeveless orange hoodie. It stopped right about where her ribs stopped, leaving a hefty amount of stomach skin out.
A bread and cheese store caught her eye as she was walking down the slightly dimming road. She walked up and picked a loaf of bread, and some orange cheese. It would make a great snack, anyway. Cressa lightly pulled some money from her pocket and layed the items down. The man behind the booth moved forward with a gentle smile gracing his slightly wrinkled face. Cressa gave him the money with her own smile.
"Thank you ma'am." He said lightly as he returned with a bag.
"No, thank you." Cressa said in a light voice as she gathered her things. Just as she was about to leave, she noticed that she had no idea where she was. Oh crap. A large sweat drop formed as she slowly turned to the man. "Mister…" she paused, letting a little embarrassed 'hehe' out before finishing. "Could you give me some directions to the DWMA?" She scratched the back of her head.
"I'm sorry, but I don't!" He said a bit disappointed.
"It's fine, it's fine!" She reassured him with a wave of her hand.
She walked away, trying to find a window. She finally found one.
"42-42-564 whenever you want to knock on Death's door…" She whispered as she drew out the numbers with her finger on the fogged up mirror.
"Hiya! You made it!" Lord Death's awkwardly amusing voice answered.
"Uhhh, well, see…" Cressa paused for a nervous laugh and to scratch the back of her head wearily. "I, um… I kinda' have no idea where I am, and It's getting late and I don't know what to do 'cause the bread guy, he doesn't have directions either!" It all came out in a rush as she explained. Lord Death sweat dropped and his large swirly eyes tilted upward.
"Well, that's a problem!"
"No, really?" sarcasm leaked into her voice. Suddenly she saw something moving next to her. She slowly turned to look, ignoring whatever Lord Death said, or didn't say. A small bug sat right there by her, just staring. Her eye twitched, and then all hell broke loose. A string of profanities left her mouth as she fell over and half crawled, half dragged herself away. "Oh shit…Ohhhh shit!" She muttered, eyes wide and eyebrows furrowed. Her hand blindly searched for something to squish the think with. A flat rock met her hand and she raised it with fire in her eyes. She brought it down, squishing it silently.
Cressa got up with a serious look on her face, and returned to the mirror, dusting herself off. "As you were saying?" She said with a small smile. Lord Death sweat dropped again.
"Ah… I will send someone there to lead you her soon. Wait for a moment." He waved his had reassuringly and the screen went let out an uneasy breath and sat down, against the building. It looked like a book store. She stretched out, and then relaxed, her light aqua eyes starting to droop.
Cressa opened her eyes slightly as the sound of gentle tapping reached her ears. Soon, a young woman with a school uniform and long black jacket came into sight. Her blond hair was tied neatly in two pigtails and her eyebrow length bangs framed her face. She also had earthy green eyes that were shaded over.
She approached Cressa wearily, unsure if this was the girl she was sent to find. Soon, she was only a yard or so from Cressa. She looked at her, and Cressa looked back, waiting.
"Are you Cressa Watercress?" She said in a strong but soft voice. Cressa smiled gently at her.
"Yes! Are you here to take me to Lord Death?" Cressa said hopefully.
"Yes." Cressa got up and stretched again before smiling bright.
"Oh, thank God! I was so afraid I would get lost out here all night!" Cressa gently stuck out her hand. "What's your name, by the way?"
"Maka Albarn," She said with a smile. She took Cressa's outstretched hand and shook it happily.
"Hey, shouldn't we get going, it's kinda' late!" Cressa said lightly.
Maka nodded suddenly, as if she had forgotten and started to walk. Down the dimming road. "Yeah…"
Cressa ran to catch up, her orange high heal Converse's clicking on the ground.
"So… what kind of weapon do you have Maka?" Cressa asked lightly, looking at the scenery.
Maka smiled and started." He's a scythe and his name is Soul Eater. But everyone calls him Soul. He's so strong, I'm glad that we're partners." She smiled at me and I smiled back, tearing my eyes of a beautiful building. "What about you?"
Cressa blushed and said, "W-Well, I'm on my way to meet him!"
Maka looked at Cressa with a shocked look on her face.
"You don't even get to pick? How do you know you will be compatible?" Maka said with wide eyes.
Cressa blushed even more and said, "Oh! No, no, no, no! See, I'm a replacement weapon! If an important meisters weapon dies or is incapable of fighting at the moment for a mission, a come in. I can take whatever form their weapons were and my soul is very flexible." Her arms were flailing in front of her, in a panicky gesture. "So I don't mind this! Lord Death said he was nice, and this one would be permanent!"
Maka relaxed a little but her eyes stayed wide. "I didn't know there was such a thing… It's amazing! But do you have an original form?"
"No. At least I don't think so…" Cressa scratched the back of her head wearily.
"Oh…" Maka sad stunned.
Cressa looked up, amazed.
"Oh… Maka it's so beautiful!" The DWMA loomed high overhead. "It must've taken forever to build it!" Her eyes widened and a smile graced her lips. "Well…" Cressa said with a devious look in her eyes. "What are we waiting for?"
Suddenly, she was dashing up the many stairs, leaving Maka just staring. Soon, she realized what was going on, and charged up the stairs after her new friend.
"If it's a race you want…" Maka said with playful eyes, "Then it's a race you get!" She pushed herself harder. Soon, they were head and head.
Laughter filled the halls as they entered the DWMA, and charged towards the door to the hall of Guillotines.
They raced under the blades, with Cressa in front. Right when they were about the race up the stairs the Death's platform, Cressa tripped on the first stair, and fell into someone other then Death, with a loud gasp. The person caught her as she was about to fall with an amused smile.
"Well, hey there." Came a rather low voice. Cressa peeled open one light aqua eye to see two emerald green ones. Cressa gave a small awkward smile and somehow pushed herself up into a standing position. Maka stood slightly stunned at what just happened, but everyone was brought out of their own little world by Lord Death's high voice.
"Hiya' Cressa, Maka! You made good time!" He paused to wave his huge white hand. "Whelp, this guy is your new partner! Since he got here earlier, he got a tour of everything, so don't worry about finding your place! All your stuff is there also!" Cressa smiled at the stranger. She stuck out her hand, and said, "Cressa Watercress at your service!" The young man smiled back, and shook her small hand.
"Alex Hato," He said in his deep voice. He was taller than her by a fair amount. Her had black cargo pants, with a chain hanging on the left side. A keychain of Lord Death's face hung from it. Her also had a teal striped black shirt on. He had a pair of teal and black Air walkers on. He had dark brown hair that spiked to one side. A couple shades darker than Cressa's dark brown hair. It framed her face and was down to her shoulder blades.
"You should all be heading home now! You'll have an early morning tomorrow!" Lord Death waved his hand and all bowed. Maka turned and started to leave, leaving Alex, Cressa and Lord Death all alone.
Cressa yawned and stretched her arms in a tired manner. She looked at Alex with wide eyes and said in a child-like tone, "Piggy-back ride pwease?" Alex raised an eyebrow, but dissolved under her look. He sighed, and Cressa took it as a yes. She ran up and jumped onto his back. He hooked his arms under her legs so she wouldn't fall, and off they went.
About halfway down the Guillotine hallway, Cressa fell asleep, leaving Alex to his own thoughts.
Alex soon reached their apartment and walked in, locking the door. He went straight to Cressa's bedroom, and layed her down on her bed tenderly. "Goodnight," He said on his way to his own room.