"I-I came to get you!" Flonne placed her hand on Crona's face, feeling him smile.
"But...why?" Flonne sat up and gently pushed Crona off her. "Because I m-miss you, and Ragnorok picks on me more when your not around!"
"But..did Medusa say its alright? I mean, it would be kind of stupid to go back if she'll probably kill me."
Crona shrugged. "W-we don't have to go back..she'll never miss us. She'll just find someone new!" Flonne shook her head. "It doesn't work that way. You have Ragnorok and the black blood. Your worth much more then I am. If she loses you, she loses everything shes worked for. Don't you think she'd look for you?"
Crona wrinkled his nose. "Quit c-complicating my plan! I don't know how to deal with your reasoning Flo."
"Heh...I can't go with you Crona...I've finally infiltrated the DWMA. I can do Medusa more good then bad here!" Flonne stood up, hearing someone about 10 meters down the hall. "Time to go. Theres a doctor coming. I can hear his breathing, He has a stethoscope, and has really loud footsteps. Hes muttering something about dissecting. Heh.." Flonne pushed Crona out the window, and jumped back in bed enchaining her wrists again. Quickly she stuck the key in her mouth and swallowed. 'It's the only way...at least I know how I can get it back..' She laid down and pretended to sleep just as the door opened.
"Lets see..Flonne Creed. Well, looks like we've got ourselves a patient with a criminal record longer then my-" He pulled back the curtain. 'Is she asleep? I can't see her eyes..' The doctor frowned.
"Heh..hnn.." Flonne sat up, and rubbed her head groggily. 'And..just to hammer it up..' She let out a yawn. "Morning sunshine, My names Dr. Stein." Flonne jumped. 'Aw..hell..hes that meister that almost cut me in half..' Flonne did a mental face palm.
Lord Death stood at his mirror, contemplating this strange girl's future. "She'd make a good alley for the DWMA.." He watched her through the mirror. " But Lord Death, shes in line to be the next Kishin! The Demon Swordsman is also! We can't risk taking her into the school." Spirit pouted.
"Now, now. I don't think the Demon Swordsman is anywhere near becoming a Kishin. The girl...shes very close. That's why I want to take her in, to keep a close watch on her. Maybe even undo the damage that's been done. Don't you agree?" Spirit shook his head. "No offense, but it's a stupid idea.."
"Everything has it's risks Spirit. The Swordsman isn't close to being a Kishin because hes not actually doing evil. Just what hes told. The Demon Record Keeper does it for her own gain, not because the Witch commands it. Do you see the difference?" Spirit nodded.
"I don't understand. Why does she wear the bandages over her eyes?" Lord Death thought for a moment. "Well, I'm guessing from the tattoos on her arms and forehead she comes from the Eternal Clan. This clan "blinds" their children from a very young age. But the youngsters always have a choice. Live a life with sight, or one with darkness. They don't actually blind their children, just cover their eyes. Flonne can see just fine. But I can tell Flonne is past the age to still be blinded, the children usually get to take them off after a few years. Being blind for so long heightens their other senses to extremes. But Flonne is obviously over age. I guess she wanted to be even stronger.."
Spirit nodded. "Which would explain why she would collect souls for her own gain, and still blind herself. To get stronger."
"Now your getting it!"
Maka stood in the doorway of Soul's room. He was only down the hall from Flonne. 'I feel so terrible..he got hurt because of me, I should have been able to protect him.' Maka pulled the hospital curtain aside and smiled at Soul.
He was asleep. "Soul!~" She poked him.
Snore..
She poked him again, this time harder.
Snore...
"SOUL!" She smacked him. "Agh, what the hell Maka?" Soul rubbed his arm.
"Eh, sorry..."
Flonne poked at the almost healed scar on her stomach. 'I wonder what they'll do with me..'
"Flonne." She looked up. "Lord Death wishes to see you." Flonne was walked through the halls of DWMA, escorted by a zombie, Dr. Stein, and Spirit. It was uncomfortable, the stares of the students followed her. She let out a sigh of relief when they reached the Death room.
"Welcome ,Flonne, to DWMA. As you know, this is an academy for Weapons and Meisters. Tell me. Are you a weapon or a Meister?" Flonne turned her head upward at Lord Death. She shrugged. "I don't know. I've never transformed or wielded a living weapon before."
"Heh...well...have you tried.."
"Nope!"
"Heh...it might help if you did.." Flonne shook her head. "I don't know how."
"You don't know...You don't know how?" Lord Death just stood there, muddled. He'd never dealt with a person who certainly had fighting ability but didn't use a weapon or needed a meister. "Well then.. Looks like we're gonna have to teach you.."
~Day 1, Training: Maka vs. Flonne
"You..want me to fight Flonne? Seriously?" Maka crosses her arms. "Souls alright but.. I don't think he wants to FIGHT her."
'She looks scary though..' "Well, I'll ask Soul if he wants to train with her..."
"HELL NO." Soul growled "They want us to train with that demon? She'll rip off our heads!"
Maka patted his shoulder. "Cool it, we've never seen her fight. She could be actually really weak!"
"Hn. Only for you Maka...but if you get hurt I'll pulverize that Demon."
Flonne looked uninterested at Maka and Soul. She straightened up from the tree she was leaning on. "Hey, lets strike a deal. If I win, you let me go."
"No deal. Hey Stein, am I allowed to kill her?" Soul pointed at Flonne.
"No, shes now a student of DWMA." Soul groaned.
Maka twirled her scythe in her hands lightly, a trick she liked to do. 'Hey, it looks cool..'
"Let the battle begin!" Maka ran at Flonne, and swung. She ducked and jumped away. Flonne paused, and sucked in her breath. Slowly she reached into her chest, right where her soul should be, and pulls out the hilt of a sword. She renched it out and pointed it at Maka.
Maka gagged. Flonne had pulled out her own soul and made it a weapon. 'This should be interesting. It seems Flonne possesses the Ability to wield her own soul as a weapon. Quite a rare ability.' Stein smiled.
Clash,
Flonne struck Maka, sending her flying backwards. Quickly getting to her feet, Maka charged forwards , and with a swing, cut Flonne's right shoulder. "Heh.." Flonne staggered back and pointed her sword at Maka. "Mimicry: Screech Alpha" A charge of purple energy struck Maka.
'Amazing, she can mimic the Demon Swordsman's attacks to' Stein sat back in his chair, smirking.
Maka coughed a bit of blood. "Why don't you use your own attacks?" Flonne shrugged. "I don't like wearing them out." She hit Maka in the stomach with the hilt of her sword.
Flonne stuck her sword in the ground and rested on it. "Blind Resonance , Black Cross Alpha" Surges of Black Energy raced down the sword into the ground. 'Is that all?' Maka thought.
A blast of energy hit Maka, electrocuting her. 'I can't move!' It felt as if a thousand needles were plunging into her Soul. She fell to the ground defeated. 'A attack that targets the soul directly...a typical attack from a soul weapon..' Stein thought.
"Maka!" Soul transformed and shook her. "Damn you, Demon."
Flonne frowned. "Quit calling me Demon, that's not my name. I may be a Demon but that's not my name."
"I don't give a damn." With a sudden Crack, Flonne threw her sword at Soul's head knocking him unconscious. "Me either." Kicking the boy aside, Flonne picked up her Weapon, shaping it back into her Soul. Again, sucking in her breath, she settled it back in her chest.
"Flonne, you took down two of DWMA's strongest pair in under 5 minutes. Congratulations."
Living arrangements for Flonne wasn't easy. They couldn't keep her in the school, because of her strange talent for picking locks and disappearing. Flonne hadn't forgotten the key in her stomach, and was delighted to learn it was a skeleton key to all the windows in DWMA. For now Flonne was being kept in a pitch black room with no windows. It didn't matter either way, it wasn't like she could see. But she couldn't tell what time it was with no windows. Flonne often would see how warm the sunlight is to see what time it is in the day.
When Flonne was first placed in her prison, she walked into her dresser and tripped over her bed. She now lay face down on her bed, contemplating the future. "F-Flonne?" A soft voice came from her window. Flonne was so tired, she couldn't tell whose it was. They leapt down from the window and took her hand.
"H-hnn .." With a jolt Flonne realized it was Crona. "Crona!" She hugged him so hard, she fell on top of him. But hissed when she felt that stabbing pain in her side. "These DWMA brats are draining the life out of me with their 'training'...I don't want any damn training.." Flonne scooted over on the bed so Crona had more room. "I-I know, I watched you train t-today.." Flonne touched Crona's cheek to discover he was blushing. "F-flo, its so dark! I can't see you.."
"Hnn.." Flonne reached into her chest to pull out her soul. It's soft pink glow would illuminate the darkness. Flonne clutched her side, trying to hold back the ever present pain she felt. "You shouldn't be here Crona..its dangerous.." Crona wrapped his arms around Flonne. "I-I came here to be with you. M-Medusa can't get us here."
"They're going to catch you, and keep you here to."
"I don't care, I can't stand being without y-you." Flonne felt a small tug at her heart. She didn't understand human emotions like Love, Anger, and Sadness. She could only understand Pain, being Alone, and Madness.
She pushed her emotions away. Emotions made people weak. She didn't want to be weak.
"Then you can stay. But.. Gods, I'm so tired." She rested her head against Crona's shoulder. "T-That's okay. I can't deal with being awake any longer either.."
When it was time to check in on Flonne, Stein was surprised to find more than one person in her room. 'Is this the Demon Swordsman Crona?' Flonne had fallen asleep against the boy's chest, and seemed quite comfortable. 'Well, I guess they aren't going anywhere...'
"Come on BlackStar, don't you want to meet the new student?" Tsubaki said, smiling. "Me? Why would a big star like me want to meet a lousy Demon girl? PFFFFTTT!" BlackStar turned away and muttered. "I saw what that Demon did to Maka and Soul, they were pretty messed up.. Maka's arm was all torn up! And Soul looked like he stuck his finger in a toaster!..I wanna challenge her.."
Tsubaki shook her head. "No way BlackStar. Lord Death said this is a Level 9 Demon. The most you've done is Level 3." BlackStar spun around. "ALL THE MORE TO DEFEAT HER! YAHOOO LETS GO~!" He raced down the hallways. "BlackStar! Ohhhh..." Tsubaki picked up BlackStar's books and took off behind him. 'Oh BlackStar, why can't he just leave things be?'
BlackStar busted open the door to the Demon's holding chamber. A girl and a boy lay on the bed, fast asleep. 'Oh no, which ones the Demon? I wish I could see souls like Maka!'
BlackStar poked Crona. "Psst...are you a Demon.." When he didn't move , BlackStar started shaking Flonne. "HEY! WAKE UP, DAMMIT!"
The girl's fist shot up and punched BlackStar, sending him flying. 'Woah! That's way stronger then I can punch! Shes definitely the Demon.'
"Heh, it's a little boy.." Flonne held her head miserably, and adjusted the bandages over her eyes. "..What the hell do you want little boy.."
"LITTLE BOY? NO IM A BIG STAR!" BlackStar jumped up and glared at Flonne. She scowled. "By the sound of your voice, you sound very little to me... "HEH, WELL I'M NOT. "
Flone uppercut him. "Shut up midget. Your annoying me." BlackStar, preparing to punch her back froze. 'I can't hit a GIRL, demon or not.' BlackStar scowled. "I'll get you later Demon...just you wait..you'll pay for calling me little...damn you.." He ran out the door slamming it. Flonne smirked. "Stupid Little boy."