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As Sid and Lord Death were just about to finish up their meeting a knock stole their attention. The two looked at each other and then back to the door as if they had no idea of what to do about it.
"Come in!" called out Lord Death finally. The visitors then finally entered the Death Room. and upon seeing them Sid felt his spirits drop and his hairs stand on end. In had walked the two men who had been the object of their meeting not long ago. Viktor Stalin and Oleg Makarov made their way to the two sitting at the table. They kept their heads held high and stood straight as they walked a moderately pace as the stayed in formation. Not unlike two military officers would when approaching a superior. When the two Russians stopped mere inches away from the table Viktor, wasted no time in speaking.
"Greetings Korol' Smert' (Russian for 'king death'). comrade Sid" spoke Viktor as he clasped his hands behind his back. Sid un-easily gave a nod as a greeting.
"Hello, hay , whats up?" replied Lord Death, in his unusual way of greeting people.
"You called us here sir?" asked Oleg.
"Yes i did. But first..." lord Death turned to Sid. "Sid could you leave so me and our 'guests' speak? Also i want you to greet the next two weapon and miester pairs." asked Lord Death.
"Yes Lord Death." spoke Sid as he stood and gave a bow to Death before going to leave. On his way out he stole a glance at each man who both returned his stare. He noted the different expressions on their faces. Viktor had and calm and serious look in his eyes that were matched with a tightly set jaw had made him look like he was deep in thought. Oleg on the other had was cocky smirky plastered to his face along with a mischievous and slightly dangerous glint in his eye had oddly enough sent chills down Sid's spine. After Sid had excited the Death he breath out a long and deep sigh. He had to greet the others as Lord Death had asked him but first he had to speak to Nygus.
In the Death Room...
Lord Death wait for Sid to shut the door before speaking. "I suppose you two are wandering why you're here." he began. The Russians simply gave a nod in acknowledgement. "The assignment i have for you is very important. Before i tell you i need to know if your up to the task?" asked Lord Death looking between the two men.
"Of course korol'. What shall we do?" replied Viktor. Lord Death nodded.
"Your assignment is..." he began and paused for suspense (much to Viktor and Oleg's annoyance.). The two Russians leaned in to better hear this so called very important mission. "to tutor some student's here at the DMWA." finished Lord Death. This made the two Russian men sweat drop, as well as a tick mark grow on Oleg's head considering he was expecting an actual mission.
"No disrespect korol' but i thought we made it clear that we were strictly field operatives. Not teachers. Besides we have important thing to attend to" said Viktor returning to his upright position along with Oleg, who's smirk now disappeared and had his arm crossed over his chest in annoyance.
"But these are special students. Maka Albarn and Soul 'EATER' Evans." said Lord Death.
"Hmm. Those two...are one of the weapon/meister pairs that defeat Asura correct?" asked Viktor rubbing his chin in thought. The smirk returned to Oleg's face.
"This may be more interesting than i thought?" he said glancing at his meister. Viktor nodded.
"Before we make decision may have thier files." he asked.
"Wel of course. Which one would you like to inspect? Medical? Accedemic? Psycologica..." began Lord Death brfore he was interrupted by Viktor's answer.
"All of them." he said simply.
"Well okay then if you say so." said Lord Death. Viktor nodded his thanks as Lord Death summoned people to bring the files. One would think they'd not need to the files of such a n exceptional weapon and meister pair. But Viktor and Oleg had high standards. And to them it didn't matter who you were you stil had to meet thier standards.
Meanwhile...
Sid was closing in on the nurse's office. He wondered if she was busy or if she had time to spare so they could talk. As Sid finally reached he door to the nurse's offive he attempted to open it, only for some else on the other side open it for him. There stood just the woman he was looking for in the door way.
"Oh Hello Sid i was just about to go out to lunch. How did your meeting with Lord Death go?" asked Nygus having been by Sid ealier about his plan to confront Lord Death about the two Russians currnetly with Lord Death in the Death Room.
"Hello Nygus." he greeted back as the two began to wlak down the hall. "And as for Lord Death..." He paused to intake a deep breath before exhaling. As he was about to continue Nygus had already guessed what he was about to say.
"He brushed you off didn't he?" asked Nygus. Sid nodded.
"he listen a little but then he said i was being paranoid and brushed me off before changing the subject all together." he said. Nygus let out a frustrated grunt.
"Yeah easy to say if you've never been on a mission with those two. If you never seen them in action like we have. I don't want them near the students. i don't trust em." said Nygus.
"The feeling is mutual but for now we have to follow Lord Death's orders. That means i have to greet the next weapon and miester pair that show up. And we both have to put up with it for now" said Sid
"Fine but i wont like it. Not. One. Little bit." Nygus replied as they reached cafeteria.
"Me niether. But like i said we have to deal with it for now. Now i'll just let you go and have your lunch and i'll greet our 'guests'." said Sid. Nygus gave a nod before the two said thier goodbyes and parted ways.
Meanwhile...
Maka, Soul, Black*Star, Tsubaki, Kid, Liz and Patty had just started thier way up the DWMA steps, witch was odd considering it was a Sunday but the group had been called so they could meet thier 'tutors' and to say the were exited was an understatement (except for Crona who nervous and didn't know why she had to come). As they were maing their way up Maka looked back to see if everyone was following. Well by everyone mainly Crona and Patty who was known to wander off is something caught the blonde's eye. But as she looked by she spotted a limo pulling up near the DWMA.
"Hay guys who's that?" she asked pointing torwards the limo.
"Don't know but they have a lot of nerve showing like this. Trying to out stage me. Who do they think they are trying to make a bigger entrance then me?" said Black*Star with a tick mark forming on his head.
"Who cares it's probably just an uptight as..." Soul began but was quickly silenced when his jaw basically hit the floor upon seeing th two men who stepped out. "No way!" he said in utter disbelief.
"Hay what is it Soul?" asked Maka. Soul only pointed torwards the two men who just exited the limo.
"Oh them." Maka said putting a face most people only put after meeting Excalibur. She had seen and heard enough of them from the poster in Soul's room and his MP3 player.
"Why who are they?" asked Black*Star looking back at the men.
They were african american men. One was tall and had black hair with black eyes. He has a trimmed beard hugging his chin and wore a red and black adidas baseball cap placed backwards on his head. He also wore a white t-shit under a red leather jacket. On his legs he chose to wear loose fit faded black jeans with red and white adidas sneakers on his feet. next to him stood a slightly shorter man with black hair and brown sport a full beard and mustache and a black fedora on his head and a black t-shirt. he also wore baggy ghetto style gray jean and black converse sneakers. To finish off his outfit her wore a gold necklace with a grenade medallion on it around his neck as well as a gold watch on his wrist and gold stud earings in his ears.
"They just look like two guys trying to out shine me using a bunch of flashy clothes." added Black*Star.
"Kidding me those two are already cooler than you Black*Star." stated Soul finally regaining his voice.
"Oh yea? Then who are they?" asked Black*Star offended that someone thought those two guys were cooler then him.
"The guy in the red jacket is Randal 'X-Ray' Simmon and the guy wiht the fedora is Anthony 'Big- Tony' Patton. And thier only the coolest rappers on the planet!" stated Soul finishing in an excited tone. This gave Black*Star a confused look who?
"Oh yeah i heard of them. I actually like thier music." began Liz, "But what are two music mega-stars doing here?"
"I don't know but this is so cool!" said Soul uncharacteristically excited. Maka sighed. HSe didn't even like rap. Let alone the inamous 'X-Ray' Simmon and 'Big-Tony' Patton. She just didn't see why Soul liked them so much. She was about to say something when she heard foot steps behind her. She looked back to see Sid coming down the steps.
"Oh hey Sid." greeted Maka for herself and her team mates who were currently pre-occupied witht he famous rappers who were finishing up talking by thier limo and were about to make thier way up the stairs.
"Hey kids." greeted Sid. He looked pasrt her to see Randal and Anthony. "Good thier finally here."
"You mean X-ray and Big-Tony? Oh please tell me they're here to do a concer!" responded Soul. Sid was about to repsond before Maka beat him to the punch.
"Ugh. I don't why you like them so much. To me thier talentless like all other rappers. They act childish and they seem so coky. To be honest i think they don't deserve to play music in Death City let alone step foot on accademy grounds." she said. Un known to maka behind her a tick mark formed on Sid's at every insult she spoke.
"Siiid." he began. "CHOP!" taking a page out of Maka's book Sid smashed a book over Maka's head. Much to Soul's glee. Now she knew how it felt.
"Oooowwww! Whta was that for Sid?" whined Maka clutching the top of her head in pain.
"How teaching you to show some respect for one! Ranold Simmon and Anthony Patton are one the the best weapon and Meister pair to graduate from the accademy! You have no right to insult them!" he stated angrily
"What those two are a weapon and meister pair?" asked Maka disbelief while still clutchin her head.
"Yes. Ronald and his wepaon Anthony are going to be 'tutors' for one of you." said Sid.
"Really?! Please tell me they're 'tutoring' me and Maka!" asked Soul.
"Well i'm not suppose to tell you but your going to find out soon anyway. They're not going to be your Tutors. They'll be tutoring Black*Star and Tsubaki. Lord Death thinks because they acted the same as Black*Star did at his age it would be a good fit. I personally agree." explained Sid. Upon hearing his words Soul immediately fell anime style out of shock and major disappointment.
"So uncool!" he sighed while on the floor.
"Yo you okay down their man?" asked a voice. When Soul looked up it turned out to Ronald Simmon himself standing over Soul with his hand buried in his pockets.
"Uh Yeah totally." said Soul standing up quickly.
"Cool. Yo Sid whats up man haven't seen you in a long time brother." said Ronald shaking hands with Sid.
"YO! Sid! Bro you gotta get some sun man! I know your a zombie and all now but dam!" said joined in Anthony.
"Hello Ray. Hello Anthony. How you two been." replied Sid.
"Been living it up man. What else you expect form us playa?" replied Anthony. Ray AKA Ronald chuckled.
"Yeah what he said. What about you man? You ever told Nygus that thing abou..." began Ray before being interrupted.
"I'm doing fine thank you. So is Nygus." said Sid quickly.
"Guess not huh. Well you know if Lord Death is waiting for us?" said Ray.
"Yeah he's in the Death Room waiting for you two." said Sid.
"Cool. Catch ya'll later then." said Ray as he and Anthony made their way up the stairs.
"So Sid. What were they talking about 'that thing with Nygus'?" asked Tsubaki confused.
"Nothing. You should go with them. Your don't want keep lord Death waiting any way." ordered Sid.
"Okay Sid sensei." the group uniform before following Ray and Anthony up the steps. Sid breath out a sigh of relief.
"The one time i give into peer pressure as a kid and it haunts me for the rest of my life." he muttered as he waited for the last pair.
Meanwhile...
As the others made their way to the Death Room, Lord Death patiently sat as Viktor and Oleg went over Maka and Soul's files. Viktor nodded in approval at Maka's results on the ultimate written exam. So far not many things going against their favor. So far they had many things going for them. Perfect attendance as well as passing grades in all classes, passed psychological tests, medical reports seem to be in order. He turned to his weapon partner.
"Have you found anything interesting comrade Makarov?" asked Viktor to Oleg who was currently looking at the physical reports and mission files.
"Not yet. Wait hold on" replied Oleg. A crooked smile slowly made it's way across his face and few chuckles escaped his lips.
"Whats so funny comrade?" asked Viktor.
"It's their mission report. The need to collect one witch's soul and they messed up." he chuckled finding it harder to retain his laughter.
"And how is that funny?" asked Viktor raising an eyebrow.
"They messed because they ended up acquiring a CATS's soul!" said Oleg as he burst into laughter. Viktor's face twitched in his attempt to keep a straight face.
"A cat?" he finally asked. Oleg nodded.
"How Pathetic must one be to mistake a cat's soul for a witch's! that is so bad one must find a new word to describe such a failure!" said Oleg between his fits of laughter. But he was soon silenced by Lord Death using his patented Reaper Chop.
"Okay that's enough. I have you know there's no need to laugh at another's failure. And for the record the cat they had fought happened to be ridiculously skilled at magic. So i suggest you cut the laughter before i have to split you skull with another reaper chop." warned Lord Death.
"Ugh. Yes Korol' Smert'." groaned Oleg in pain as he rubbed his head where he was hit. Viktor shook his head.
"Aside from the failed mission with the witch yes they meet our qualifications." said Viktor.
"I'm surprised you actually wanted to maake sure. I would think thier reputation stands out for itself." said Lord Death.
"No offense Lord Death but one cannot be judged on reputation. It does not matter what they may have accomplished what matters now is the present." said Viktor stating his views. Lord Death nodded though he didn't completely agree with his views he did understand where he came from. The past is the past. And besides better safe then sorry. Then there was a knock at the door for the second time that day.
"Come iiiin" called Lord Death. In walked Ray and Anthony.
"Hay lord Death you wanteds to see us sir?" asked Anthony.
"Yes. Infact i just finished telling these about the same assignment." said Lord Death motioning torwards Vitkor and Oleg. The two nodded.
"Alright. So whats the mission sir?" asked Ray.
"right behind you." replied Lord Death. The two looked behind them to see Maka and the others.
"These guys again?" asked Ray
"Yes you will be giving special tutoring lessons to one of these weapon and meister pairs. You will be training Black*Star and Tsubaki." explained Lord Death. The two looked back again and naturually assumed the kid with a star tattoo on his arm and the chick with the star patch on the right side of her chest were Black*Star and Tsubaki.
"Who these two? They look softer than baby shit." said Anthony. Black*Star's jaw dropped.
"Excuse me! Who do you think yomhhmm..." Black*Star began only to have his mouth covered by Tsubaki who though also was offended but decided it would be better to hold in her emotions torward the comment and try to show respect. Black*Star let out his long string of choice words into Tsubaki's hand. Ray chuckled shaking his head.
"Yo don't mind him. I'm Ray and that's Anthony. Good to meet Ya'll" said Ray extending his hand. Tsubaki gingerly shook it while trying to keep her other on Black*Star's mouth as he continued to cursed a blue streak.
"It's okay its nice to meet you" replied Tsubaki.
"Likewise. Yo can't ewait to work with you two." said Ray
"Okaay then." said Lord Death awkwardly. "Maka and soul meet Viktor Stalin and his dark arm Oleg Makarov. They'll be your tutors." said Lord Death as Viktor and Oleg. Soul looked up at these guys and noticed Oleg's crooked smirk.
"What are you smiling about?" said Soul with an attitude.
"Nothing much just a white haired tupista who won't last a day of training with us" said Oleg tauntingly. Soul growled
"Oh yeah? Well i think your a..." Soul was silenced before he could say anything he'd regret by a fierce Maka chop.
"What are doing you idiot! Those two are one of the most skilled wepaon and meister pairs of the accademy! Plus thier our tutors now!" said Maka with a tick mark growing on her head.
"Look whose talking! Weren't you just mouthing off about Ray and Anhtony!" said soul a tick mark of his own on his head.
"That was different and you know it!" said Maka getting ready to chop him again.
" (1)Oleg zamolchat' eti dva, poetomu ya mogu govorit'." said Viktor becoming annoyed by the bickering teens. Oleg nodded and walke dup to the two teens. he grabbed them both roughly by the back of thier collars and lift them apart and off of the ground.
"Hay what the big idea!" growled Soul.
"Yeah we're not children!" complained Maka as she made sure hold her skirt down so no one saw anyhting a bit 'personal'.
"Than stop acting like it." said Ole before looking up at Viktor. "(2)Oni vse ushi" he spoke. Viktor nodded and cleared his throat.
"As Korol' Smert' so kindly introduced i am Viktor Stalin and the man restraining you is Oleg Makarov. Now you may think that juts because you were made three star miester at a young age makes you special. That you know it all. Well allow me to say. Niete. You do not. You are still young and therefore you must still learn. Also the missions you will now encounter are the hardest any miester can aquire. They are nothing like the mission you have seen in the past. You will often be facing new foes every encounter. Not all will be evil humans. Many will be worse than that. It is a great honor to carry out these missions for Korol' Smert'. While you are under our wing you will learn respect. You will learn to fight harder then you ever have before. You will learn to hunt. bUt above you will learn what it means to be a meister. And i don't mean the job discription. Understood?" questioned Viktor. The two nodded.
'man this sucks. We killed the freaking kishin! why do we have to be lectured by this guy? So uncool.' thought Soul. Kid cleared his throat.
"Excuse me father but where is my 'tutor'?" he asked.
"Your tutor should be arriving soon kid." said Lord Death. There was a knock at the door. "Speaking of wtihc here they are"
Leaving it as a slight hanger for now. Gicing anyone who wants to submit an OC time. YOu can pm them to me too. If i don't get any submissions I'll just ame one up myself. But any way here's the translation you loking for.
(1)= Oleg silece these two so i can speak
(2)= they're all ears
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