The Immortal Weapons
A prompt from an anon
Maka already knew she wasn't supposed to be down here, she didn't even know how. The city's old library always had a door that refused to open. It was unlocked but it had been warped to never open. Or so they thought. When Maka past through it she inspected it quite thoroughly and found nothing wrong with it.
It had already scared her half to death when it swung open in front of her dramatically. Then again weird things always happened around Maka and her few friends. Some of the kids when she was younger said it was because the read all the book called 'Ezagowa and Eibon's creations' together. A book that some people even now that are afraid to read because of old rumors of it. It was said that it had been written by a Reaping demon and a wizard. But Maka had a different theory. They never attracted anything that her two best friends, Black Star, and Kid saw. No, they were able to see them because of the book. Their lives were far more interesting than anyone else in Long Hollow. The sleepy town they lived in.
The floor creaked under her.
Strange because it seemed solid under her feet and not like wood. "Curiouser and curiouser" Maka mumbled.
"Anyone there?!" A voice croaked out. Maka gasped. Worry took over her. If someone was hurt down here she'd have trouble getting them up those stairs with no railings. "I'm over here" Another croak echoed through the air.
Maka turned on the flashlight app for her phone and looked around. All she could see was a dusty old room with weapons on the walls. An old chain scythe hung on the wall along with two pistols and what looked like a lantern. A lightening shaped spear was propped up against a wall and two large metal gloves were set splayed on the floor. What caught Maka's eye was the large black and blood red scythe on the desk. It's long curved caught her by surprise when it grazed her hip gently.
She squeaked and flashed her phone at the weapon. The eye at the end caught her attention, it was like it wanted to stare right at her but couldn't. Only able to stare straight ahead.
Maka sheepishly reached her hand out and stroked the shaft of the scythe before being blinded by a blue light.
Where once laid a scythe a man with white snowy locks and scarlet eyes sat on the table staring at her. Her hand was on his shoulder where it wouldn't been at his staff hadn't he changed in front of her.
Maka was confused and bewildered at what happened before her. He flashed her a shark toothed smile "thanks meister"
I decided to post this. It's kinda a rough draft for a story i have in mind. Definitely not how the first chapter goes though, there shall be more planning involved and a slower pace. This is obviously an AU. Where every weapon in the room is a person, and will wait forever if needed until their meister touches them. When the time is right for the meister to find the weapon, the door will open and the weapons will call for them. Strange I know but...I like it I think
-Key