We trudged out of the water, soaking wet. It wasn't a lake, as I thought right before I hit it; it was a freakin' pool, and chlorine was now in my eyes, burning them. Yes, I hated the chlorine in pools more than most things in life, but that's just one of my many oddities. Anyways, I walked out of the pool, with Yetra following close behind.

Then, a girl wearing a bikini pointed a scythe at my neck.

"Who are you and where did you come from?" The girl asked. She had dirty blonde hair and olive eyes.

"Obviously, I came from wherever we are, of course." I put as much sarcasm as I could in, and the girl frowned.

"Chill, Maka. Getting angry isn't cool." A teen with white hair appeared in the reflection of the girl's scythe.

"Now that," I said, "is a cool trick."

Yetra tapped me on the shoulder. "Hey, boy, we're outnumbered."

"Why don't you just call me Jeremiah?" I asked, then realized that Yetra didn't know my name.

"Okay then, Jeremiah. We're outnumbered." Yetra said.

"Aye," a tall, brown-haired teenager agreed, a claymore leveled at Yetra's neck. "I'm Riley, and you should get that girl to tell us her name, or this might get ugly. I don't really like fighting, so you should hurry."

"Yetra." Yetra said, eyes narrowed.

"And I'm Jeremiah," I said. "And, if this universe is anything like the others I've been in, I've got about five seconds before somebody saves my hide, explains what a Heartless is, and lets me go on my way."

I heard a gun cock, and I pushed Yetra down a second before flying backwards, pain shooting through my chest. I splashed into the deep end of the pool, sinking to the bottom. Though I never would've thought of it, but my inability to swim came back to haunt me.

"Not likely." A kid with a weird hairstyle said. He spun both of his guns around his trigger finger.

"Kid!" Riley shouted, then jumped in after me. He swam me up to the side of the pool, then laid me down. I coughed water out, noting that Yetra and the girl named Maka were about to go at it.

"Thanks," I gasped. "Why'd you save me?"

"I'm just a good natured guy." Riley shrugged, helping me up. "Maka, let 'er go. We can't just kill everybody that does something weird here."

"If you did," I said, "you'd end up killing each other. Teens carrying weapons are odd where I come from."

The others put their weapons down and, in a flash of light, they became other teenagers. I blinked in surprise, then said "What was in the pool water?"

"We're Weapons, and these are our Meisters." A blonde girl said. "I'm Kylie, and those two are Liz and Patti. And that sexy boy is Soul. I know some about the Heartless, but not enough to trust you."

"Where'd you learn it?" Yetra asked. I noticed that her sword wasn't visible on her and wondered whether she could make it appear like my keyblade of if she had some other trick. My life was so odd the past few days I would believe anything.

"Doctor Stein." Kylie said. "Follow me and I'll show you to him."

I nodded, following her, while Yetra glared at Maka. I had a feeling that, somehow, Yetra was my bodyguard...or something like it; she ran off with me without knowing my name, and she hated anyone who threatened me.

We eventually got to a classroom, and a man looked up. When I looked over his features, however, I noticed that he had mottled green skin, a scar across his face, and a bolt in his head. I yelped when I saw him, but he just lit a cigarette.

"Who's this?" Stein asked. "And can I dissect him?"

"Just try it." Yetra threatened.

"He's from another dimension." Kylie said, and Stein nodded.

"Do you have a keyblade?" Stein asked. I held my hand out, and my keyblade appeared.

"I can move between dimensions with it," I said, "not to mention I use it to destroy Heartless."

Stein nodded like everything I said was just run-of-the-mill, everyday business. "I'll notify Shinigami-sama. Kylie, can I trust you to get these two somewhere to sleep?"

Kylie nodded. "Jeremiah and Yetra probably have a few questions, though."

"Ask Kylie everything you want about our world," Stein exhaled smoke through his mouth. "I'll get you a book about the Heartless and Nobodies tomorrow."

"What's a Nobody?" I asked, confused, as Yetra played with her fingers.

Stein sat down at his desk. "Tomorrow. No questions until then."

I nodded and asked Kylie "Where is this place?"

"Death Weapon Meister Academy," Kylie said.