Kuroshitsuji © Yana Toboso
OCs © reaper-of-lost-souls
A/N: Another chapter is out! This one was both fun and irritating to write. A lot of facts I've been having to add, plus Sophie's situation is different than others though I won't tell you how X3 As always, enjoy!
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Eye lids opened up, revealing double-iris eyes. The inside color was a green and the outside was a crystal blue. Letting out a groan the woman looked around the room, noticing how dark the room was. She laid on the ground and tried to collect herself so she could stand up. Then a door nearby opened, causing some light to flood into the room. All at once the lights turned on around her, causing her to cry out in pain as her pupils got small too quickly. "Ahhgh!" she grumbled.
"Sophia Serbus, welcome to the realm of shinigami," the man said, walking into the room to help her up. Grabbing his hand she stood up, looking at him suspiciously. His eyes were double-iris eyes, the color of the inside dark green and the outer a lighter green. His hair was black and slicked back, and he wore a black and white suit.
She looked at him sternly, for he was staring back at her with a somber expression on his face. "D-did you just say realm of shinigami?" She scratched her head, a headache starting to grow, "What's a shinigami?"
"A shinigami is a being that collects human's souls to be judged and then stored by a chromatic record. We are also called Grim Reapers and Death Gods, but here we just call ourselves shinigami."
"Okay I get that," she said, putting a hand on her forehead, "but I don't get what a chromatic record is." He rubbed is temples in frustration, causing Sophie to frown. "Well I'm sorry if my questions are annoying you," she growled under her breath, "I'm just trying to figure out why I'm here. I don't really remember what happened to me… Geeze I didn't even know my name till you told me! But I know that isn't my name."
"Fine, I'll try to break it down for you," he sighed, adjusting the black glasses on his nose. "We don't know where you came from either. No one recently went out to collect a human soul to be turned into a shinigami soul. Someone found you laying on the ground of the courtyard outside, causing a lot of commotion. My superiors sent me here to get you situated and tell you about your current situation. Did you get all of that?"
Sophie nodded, before saying under her breath, "You obviously haven't been doing this for long," she grumbled.
"Actually I have," he grumbled back. "For your question about your memories being erased, every human that is turned into a shinigami has their memories erased. It's part of the process of turning into a shinigami. Usually a new shinigami will regain their memories through time, but there have been a few cases that one hasn't regained their memories. For a human soul to be selected to be a shinigami, the human typically has unfinished business back on earth, but for the shinigami to act on the affair is up to the individual. In your case, I'm guessing you have unfinished business, but we'll have to look at your file in depth before it can be concluded."
Sophie nodded in understanding, the things this man telling her sinking in. "Okay so I guess I'm a shinigami… oddly enough, I think I get that part. Now towards my name, in full it's Sophia Maurus Ioreta Serbus, but I know that I've gone by Sophia Ioreta, or Sophie for short. Please say you're not going to call me Sophia Serbus, are you?"
"… No," he said, staring down at her. "You can go by Sophia Ioreta. I've heard of a few shinigami changing their names, but you'll have to fill out the proper paperwork to get your name changed." She nodded in understanding. "Now if you're done with the questions, Miss Ioreta, put this robe on and follow me." He finished with a gruff, causing Sophie to roll her eyes in irritation.
She wrapped the robe around her body and followed him, out of the room and through a hallway of white. She groaned for there was too much white in this place! She tightened the robe around her body as they turned and began walking down a wider hallway with people dressed as the man whom she was following. They all wore suits, the same black and white uniforms. She let out another groan, having to wear a uniform. That's going to get on her nerves. Sophie had to hustle to catch up to the shinigami; even though she was getting annoyed with his attitude, she knew she'd get lost around here if he wasn't escorting her. "So what's your name?" she asked, letting out a sigh as she finally caught up with him.
"William T. Spears," he said immediately.
"William…" Sophie thought quietly to herself.
"Is there something wrong with my name?" he grumbled.
"Oh no!" Sophie looked at him nervously. "I was just memorizing it," she smiled happily, meekly moving her bangs from her eyes.
William let out a cough, getting Sophie's attention. He held the door open for her and she followed in, looking behind her to make sure he was following inside. Once he shut the door he coughed, "Grell Sutcliff, we have another one who needs fitting."
Out of nowhere a red-headed flamboyant shinigami popped out from a closet, Sophie guessing it was a walk in closet. He had bright red hair, brighter than her own! And his teeth… she flinched when she noticed that his teeth were sharp. "Oooh a redhead!" he giggled, pushing down on Sophie's head roughly and immediately looking at William, who, Sophie noticed, just twitched his eyebrow in annoyance. "You're secretly having an affair with me? How could you ~Will?"
William pushed this shinigami off of him, with Sophie noticing they must be friends… or even closer. Sophie rolled her eyes, finding a seat off to the sidelines so she could watch them without getting in the way. "I assure you Mr. Sutcliff, this isn't an affair." Sophie giggled, noticing that he reached for his glasses again and moved them. It must have been a normal thing for him to do when he got irritated.
"But ~Will," Grell frowned, as Sophie wished she had something to snack on as they bickered, "I haven't seen you all day! You know, even I can get lonely~~," he said, whispering in his ear as he moved two fingers up his chest.
"I don't care about you getting lonely, just as long as you do your job, and recently you've been slacking. How many stacks of paper are on your deck? At least five," he grumbled.
"You mean six," he giggled, his smile quickly fading as he noticed William grumble again. "Don't be like that! I've been given a lot of overtime recently."
"So have I. It's just something you have to expect," William concluded, moving away from the shinigami and coming more into the room. "Especially since this one showed up."
Sophie glared at him, his comment being overly nasty. "Hey I didn't do anything wrong," she growled at him, crossing her arms. "So what if I showed up? So what if you have to extra work? Do you think I could care less? I just want to figure out what is going on around here!" she yelled unexpectedly, her mouth quickly going to her mouth in haste.
The two shinigamis looked at her surprised, before the redheaded shinigami ran over to her and glomped her in a hug. "Oh she's so cute! We're keeping her, right?" Sophie looked at the whimpering shinigami with confused eyes. She was starting to feel faint with him hugging her too tightly.
"She's not a pet Grell," William grumbled, "plus you better let go of her. She looks like she will pass out."
"Oh I'm sorry dear!" he quickly said as he let go, Sophie popping on the couch she was sitting on and rubbing her forehead.
"Let's not waste anymore time. I'm already running behind schedule," William said looking at his watch. "Go and get Miss Sophia Ioreta dressed."
"Yes Will~iam!" Grell said, pulling Sophie into the back of the room and into the closet he popped out of. Then he grabbed hold of her shoulders roughly, causing Sophie to look up at him in confusion, "If you plan on taking my darling little Will from me, you're going to gain a powerful enemy sweetheart," he glared at her.
She grumbled, pushing his hands off of her roughly, "Look I don't care. Right now I'm trying to get over a headache and you two aren't making it any easier." She stared at the ground for a moment, the roughness he used pulling her around getting to her. "Sorry. I know I'm in a bad mood right now, but how would you feel if you woke up somewhere with your memories erased, learn you're now a shinigami without a real explanation, being pulled around left and right till you feel like passing out, and –" her eyes closed as she started falling forward.
Grell quickly grabbed hold of her falling body as Sophie grabbing hold of his arms and burying her face in his sleeve. She groaned as her head spun too fast. Grell grabbed her and picked her up, setting her down on a soft chair as she put her hand to her head. "Here just sit there dear. I'll… go get William!" he giggled, running out from the closet and grabbing him.
Sophie sat there, her head still spinning. She let out a sigh, letting her head orient itself before she lifted her head off of the chair and looked around the closet. It was full of different colors of fabric, but how could that be if everyone where seemed to wear the same black and white colors? There would be no need for the different colors, but Sophie shrugged, sitting up as William and Grell wandered back into the room. "Miss Ioreta are you okay?"
She smiled meekly, "Yeah I am. Sorry for scaring you. Just… don't handle me so roughly I guess?" she shrugged, still unsure as to why she kept getting dizzy. Grell handed her a glass of water and she looked at it suspiciously. "Here, you drink a sip first," she glared at him.
Grell looked at her with surprise before he shrugged and grabbed the drink, drinking a sip and handing her the cup back. Then Sophie shrugged, slowly drinking down the water. "Seeing as you're getting better, I'll be waiting in the other room. Grell, stop freaking the new shinigamis out. I don't want any more overtime then I already have."
"Oh but Will, it's so much fun!" he giggled, clinging onto his arm.
"You didn't freak me out," Sophie grumbled to herself as she drank down the water.
William just shrugged, leaving the room so Grell could go back to what he was doing. He smirked; putting the glass Sophie had in her hand down on a table and making her stand up. "Before we can get you into a wardrobe you'll have to have a fitting."
Sophie looked at him blankly, till the memory of what a fitting actually was came back to her. "I don't know if I want to show off my body to you –"
"Don't worry hun! I'm a professional!" he giggled happily, grabbing hold of some of the fabric and rolling it around his body. Sophie sighed, stripping out of the white dress she was in. Then she noticed a black rose clip in her hair and she clipped it out, setting it down on the table next to the water. Then Grell took out a measuring tape and measured her, getting the right proportions for a suit. "Oh I wish I had a stunning figure like yourself," he mused, causing Sophie to roll her eyes. "Now go in the back and I'll just be a few minutes," he said, shooing her away towards the back of the closet. Quickly grabbing the robe William gave her, she whisked it around her body and quickly walked into the back. Then she blinked, noticing a doorknob. She opened it, looking into a fitting room. Noticing a switch next to her, she flipped it, causing the room to illuminate and brighten up.
She saw another chair in the middle of the room and three mirrors surrounding the walls. Sophie shrugged, sitting down in the chair and staring at herself in the mirror. She touched her eyes, noticing the double-iris they now showed. She frowned, knowing that wasn't how her eyes used to be. Noticing that her eyes were still blue made her smile happily, as she touched her auburn hair that seemed soft to the touch. Then she felt down and noticed a scar, a long scar across the bottom of her breast line. She softly touched it and cringed, noticing the stinging pain that went though her body. Perhaps this is what killed her? It could have, since it was so close to her heart it could be the reason she's having problems breathing. Then she noticed something glisten in the light, finding a green ring hanging around her neck. She held it in the palm of her hand, getting a better look at it.
"Little Sophia…" said a woman in white, reaching for a little girl quivering in the corner.
The girl whimpered, running quickly to her mother's side. She fell into a puddle of blood, her nightgown getting soaked in crimson red. "Y-yes mommy?"
"Dearest," her mother gasped, "I think I'm dying."
"No you can't!" the girl cried out, wrapping around her chest and holding her close, the wound in her mother's chest gushing all over the girl. She whimpered more, "You can't leave me! I have no one!"
"Y-you still have Thomas –"
"But Thomas is old and will die soon! You can't leave me here alone! Please don't go… please…" she cried, leaning into her mother's chest for comfort. "Don't die…"
"Sophia…" her mother whimpered, the blood loss causing her to go faint. She slowly grabbed for a green ring around her finger, putting it in Sophie's hand as she whimpered in fear. "T-take this… my dear Sophia…"
"B-but mommy," she whimpered, "this is your wedding ring –"
"I know," she smiled. "I want you to have it. P-perhaps wear it on your w-wedding day for me… don't… forget me…" her mother sighed, slowly closing her eyes.
"Mommy no!" she called out, holding on tightly to the green ring her mother gave her. Then she heard something behind her, turning around to see a man cloaked in black, holding a weapon of some kind. He aimed for her mother, and her blue eyes quickly turned to a greenish/yellow as she jumped at him. "What are you doing to my mommy!" she cried, pulling the figure to the ground.
He let out an 'Oomph' as he was pulled to the ground, just as the door flung open. "Sophia!" yelled an old man dressed in black, running over to the thrashing girl and grabbing hold of her body, trying to settle her down. "What are you trying to fight!" he growled at her, as Sophie watched the figure pick himself back up and brush himself off.
"Ugh," he said in disgust, "It'll take me forever to get this blood out of my clothes." Then he walked back over to her mother, and Sophie kept screaming at him to stop.
Then he slashed at her mother's chest and time stood still, as Sophie stood there and watched. "Mommy no!" she cried out, as the reaper turning around surprised as he saw the little girl running over to him and kicking him in the shin.
"Sophia!"
She let out a gasp, noticing Grell standing in front of her and shaking her slightly. "Are you okay?" She stared at him blankly, before giving him a nod to ease his worries. He smiled, handing her a pile of clothes. "Go ahead and put those on. I'll be out with my dear William if you need anything!" he smiled, waving at her and closing the door behind her.
The slight smile she had on her lips faded as her chest starting to hurt. "That… must have been a memory," she thought to herself, looking back down at the ring. Then she sighed, setting the ring back around her neck and standing up. Quickly she put the new clothes on, her body starting to get chilly for being bare for so long. Looking at her new uniform, she shrugged. It was the same black and white suit everyone else was wearing around here, but the white shirt fit loosely around her chest and tightly around her stomach. She wore black dress pants, which were hemmed to not drag along the floor. The socks were long and white, but tastefully had a decorative pattern on them. The black shoes even fit her well, though she wondered how Grell knew her foot size. Then she put the black suit coat on, smiling as it fit around her waist as the white shirt did. Sophie looked down to see a red comb left by Grell, causing her to smile happily. She sat down contently, combing through her long auburn hair. She sighed as she combed the tangles out of her hair. Walking out of the room she grabbed the black rose clip she had set down, a smile growing on her face. "I don't know why I have this, but it's very pretty," she said to herself, clipping it on the right side of her bangs. Then she put on black gloves and tucked the silver chain, which held the green ring, around her neck under her shirt, before staring down at the black necktie timidly. She grumbled, trying to get the tie to look right, but to no avail.
Walking out of the room slightly frustrated, she walked into Grell, who was trying to put the moves on William. She giggled, causing the two shinigamis to look over at her. "Such a little darling!" Grell beamed, running over to Sophie and swinging her around.
"Y-yeah sure," she shrugged, "but I'm having trouble with the tie…"
She giggled sheepishly as Grell's teeth showed off its sharp luster. "Here let me help you dear."
Sophie popped her collar and handed Grell the necktie. Then he stood behind her, so she could see how to do it herself. Once that was done she smiled, tucking the necktie in her coat and flipping the collar under her coat. "Okay," she sighed, "what's next?"
William nodded to her, "Well Grell we'll be on our way. Get the paperwork in on time this time."
"Sure Will~" he mused, walking towards the back of the room. "And Miss Sophia," he began, causing her to turn her attention towards him, "If you want a fellow woman to talk to, don't be afraid to come by~~" he giggled, disappearing into the back.
William let out a disgusted sigh, as Sophie giggled. "I'll keep that in mind Grell Sutcliff," she waved.
He nudged her in the side, "Don't encourage him," which made Sophie giggle harder at his attitude.
"You can just call me Grell, dear~" he mused from the back, causing William to adjust his glasses. Sophie smirked, following William as he walked out of the room and down the hallway.
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"Now fill out these forms here and you'll be assigned your room," William said, grabbing the papers from the secretary behind the window and handing Sophie the forms. She slowly read them over, carefully reading the forms to make sure she was signing off on what she wanted to get. "You don't have to read over the forms. Just sign then," William grumbled.
Sophie glared up at him, before going back to reading the forms. "Don't say something so dense," she grumbled back. "I'd think a superior, like yourself, would know that you need to read the forms you're signing before you give your consent. I thought that was just common sense with any typical form," she shrugged, to William's surprise.
"How would a new shinigami know anything about signing forms?" he asked, his arms crossed as he loomed over her.
Sophie smirked; finally signing a few forms on the small stack of forms she was given. "I think it was what I had done as a human. I remember someone telling me that once… that you need to read every form before you give your consent. Even if it's with something as simple as clean underwear," she chuckled to herself, amused with her own comment. Letting out a sigh, she handed William two forms she hadn't signed yet, "I don't think I was supposed to be given this."
William rolled his eyes, grabbing the papers from Sophie's hand. Reading over the forms, he raised an eyebrow in esteem. "You're right," he grumbled, walking back to the counter. "You gave us forms F-12 and 13 instead of forms F-25 and 26."
"Oh sorry Mr. Spears!" the woman behind the counter responded, rustling in the back to hand him the forms he seek. "Here you go. Sorry for the confusion."
He turned to see Sophie smirking at him, her arms crossed as she waited for him. "Here," he roughly said, giving the forms to Sophie.
She smiled, reading over the forms before signing them. Putting all the forms in a neat little stack, she walked past William and to the counter. "Here you go," she smiled sweetly, looking over her shoulder as William glared at her with his arms crossed.
"Thank you, Miss Sophia… Sophia Ioreta?" she looked at her questionably.
"Yes, Sophia Ioreta. I filled out the forms for my name to be changed so I can keep the signature I used when I was alive," she smiled.
"Oh I see!" the secretary smiled, "That makes sense then."
Giving her a nod Sophie walked back to William, who was staring at her nonstop. "What are you looking at?" she asked rather gruffly.
"Nothing," he shrugged, "I just don't see the point in changing your name."
She rolled her eyes, "Well I do, okay? If you don't like it then don't bother saying anything about it," she huffed, sick of his attitude towards her. "Now what's next? I just signed off on being given standard glasses and a Death Scythe, whatever that is, on living with another new shinigami in a small room, and finally signing off on my consent on schooling. Why I needed to sign all that, I have no idea," she shrugged.
"You've actually come in just in time. Our orientation for new shinigamis starts today, in," he looked at his watch before looking back at her, "30 more minutes. Since we don't have a lot of time, someone else will show you to your room where you'll find your roommate. At the orientation you'll be given the basic rules for every shinigami and what is to be expected. Lastly, you'll be given the standard glasses and Death Scythe for new shinigami. Any questions?" he asked, noticing Sophie staring blankly at him.
"No I think you covered most of it," she sighed, "but I'm guessing you'll just bring me to this place and then leave, aren't you?"
"Of course," he said sternly, "That's as far as I've been told to take you. Everything else you'll learn on your own."
"Fine," she frowned at him, crossing her arms, "let us get going then. I don't want you to have anymore overtime because of me," she glared at him, annoyed with his previous comments about her. William just turned around, beginning to walk down the halls rather quickly. Sophie frowned, rushing to catch up with him.
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Having to start school was a nightmare. Everyone seemed either be dense or cocky. She had come at a point where everyone knew each other and no one wanted to talk to her. She had met up with her roommate, a girl slightly older then her named Margaret Skyler, who was as cocky as everyone else in the building. Sophie let out a sigh, looking up from the book she was reading. She had a few extra changes of her uniform and the black rose that she had kept when she woke up. She doesn't wear it around, but it's nice to keep for whatever sentimental value it may have. Her roommate, on the other hand, had a hoard of clothes and accessories. At one point she almost took over the whole room with her outfits! So Sophie, even though she hates the rules, had to make a rule to keep her stuff on her side of the room and Sophie would keep hers on her side. The room was 12X12 with a two beds on either side of the room. There was one closet, but Sophie let Margaret take the bed with the closet next to it so she wouldn't be walking back and forth across the room. As for Sophie, she had a small footlocker, practically the size of two suitcases, where she kept her clothes and trinkets. It was only half full, but she figured she wouldn't need a lot of things. Luckily, she got the side that has a small desk, so she kept the books she had collected from the several classes she's taking.
There was only one thing the roommates had to share, and it was the drawer in the middle of the room, between the two beds. Sophie was given the top drawer and Margaret was given the bottom, but she'd take over the space and add her stuff to the top drawer, to Sophie's frustration. It was a constant battle over the space they had, but they were able to work it out. When Sophie was in the room, Margaret would be gone and visa versa. At night Margaret would be gone all hours of the night, perhaps showing up early in the morning to take a bath or sleep for an hour. Sophie on the other hand was in the room most of the time, not having a social life to go to or friends to hang out with. She just sat at the desk, studying, or going somewhere else to study for exams. She would have been more social, but Sophie hadn't come across anyone she wanted to talk to, so she just spent her time getting average grades. If it were up to her, she'd be out all night with Margaret having fun, but she'd only went once and had a horrible time. So today she's just studying, reading over her notes for a test for tomorrow. 'The basic rules for every shinigami:
No. 1 – Shinigami must wear glasses
No. 2 – Shinigami must never remove their glasses
No. 3 – Shinigami must take care of their death scythes
No. 4 – Using one's death scythe without permission is forbidden
No. 5 – Modifying one's death scythe without following proper procedure is forbidden
No. 6 – Killing people not on the death or soul collection list is forbidden
No. 7 – Sundry expenses must be settled at the end of the month'
Sophie chuckled to herself, the 7th rule seeming unusually random against killing people and using a death scythe. Noticing the door open, Sophie looked up, watching Margaret walk into the room. "Oh hello Sophia!" she giggled to herself, her slightly short blonde hair plopping on her bed. She stared at her, noticing her as she played around with the dinky looking elliptical glasses they were given on their first day. Sophie rolled her eyes, closing her notes and looking at the time. "You missed a great party today! There was this guy who was so putting the moves on me. At one point I slapped him in the face, but he was very cute!" she giggled, rolling around on the bed. "You know Sophia," she began again, to her annoyance, "there's another party tonight. Would you like to come?"
"No," she said gruffly, standing up to put her necktie and suit coat back on.
"Oh why not?" she whined, hating her answer. "Is it because of Chaz the other night? I told you he's a jerk –"
"That the rest of this school seems to fawn over you. Look Margaret, I find him to be cocky and arrogant. He acts like he own everything! The girls chase after him because he's 'hot' and the boys follow him because he gets all the ladies. Sorry if I don't like the guy, but he gets on my nerves," Sophie grumbled, checking back at her watch. "Besides, I have a few things to do before everything closes up for the night."
Margaret grumbled, rolling over in her bed, "Oh all right," she pouted. "Just… I haven't really got to know you. You're my roommate and I think I should know you a little bit, right?"
Sophie shrugged, "You don't have to. I don't care. You want to go into general affairs and I want to become part of dispatch. We are going different ways and we can't practically help each other when studying. I don't see what else we can do." Sophie let out a sigh, noticing Margaret beginning to quiver her bottom lip, "I'm not trying to be mean, but practical. Besides everyone likes to avoid me or make fun of me. I don't see a reason to go out to social events like you do, so I'd rather not."
"You're so mean!" Margaret grumbled, scratching the back of her head. "I can see your point I guess, but I just want to get to know you!"
Sophie sighed, "Well here's something you may not know about me," she began, causing Margaret to look over at her in attention. "I like being alone," she said gruffly, causing Margaret to frown. "I don't need a lot of friends and a lot of hardships. I just like keeping to myself." Looking at her watch it displayed 5:16pm. "Now if you excuse me, I have to head out," she said rather quickly, leaving the room before Margaret could respond.
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"Thank you Jenna," Sophie said, buttoning back her shirt. "So how are my results from last time?"
The woman who stood before her in a white doctor's coat smiled, looking through her clipboard of notes. "We looked into the gash in your chest and come to the conclusion that it's how you died. The weird thing is, your body didn't seem to die, but rather was in hibernation. Your body was still repairing itself while you were died, so this is very irregular, even for us." She looked up at Sophie with a smile, "We'd like to run a few more tests with you, but it seems that your are indeed a shinigami. Your heart is still repairing itself, so go easy on any physical activity."
Sophie nodded, "Thank you," she smiled, putting her coat back on. "What type of tests do you want me to do?"
"Just come by during the same time you've been doing, between 5:30 to 6pm. We want to see why your body is still human, but still points that you are a newborn shinigami… but perhaps you're not new. We'd like to go over your information for future cases. In the meantime, how about you try finding out about your human life? Perhaps there are pieces hidden in your memories that will tell us why your genetic makeup is different then everyone else."
She jumped off of the white cushion, letting out a sigh. "Well okay. I'll look into it, but the rules around here won't let me read my cinematic record till I'm a full-fledged shinigami."
"Well perhaps you should find some other way of regaining your memories," Jenna smiled at Sophie.
She nodded with a smile on her face, "I'll try. I will come by around 6pm tomorrow. I need to get some extra studying in before the exam on Friday," Sophie chuckled.
"Oh don't worry about it," Jenna said, putting her stuff away. "You seem like a smart girl. I bet you'll get a very good grade on the exam."
Sophie nodded, "Well I'd better get going. It's about time you guys close up for the night."
"The hospital is never close dear," Jenna sighed.
"Yeah, but you are done once I leave," Sophie chuckled, to Jenna's amusement. "Well bye," she said, walking out of the room.
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Sophie sat outside in the courtyard, reading from a textbook as she ate her dinner. It was quiet out there, for everyone was either inside studying or inside partying. Being the only one outside Sophie smiled, liking the quiet atmosphere. Then a group of guys, with a few girls, walked out of the doors, one of them noticing Sophie. "Hey bookworm!" one of them yelled. Sophie looked up, an irritated look on her face. "Would you be willing to do my homework for me? I can't do it tonight because I'll be out all night," he chuckled, as the others slapped his hands.
"Do your own homework Chaz!" Sophie yelled at him, glaring at him. "You pompous windbag! No wonder you're doing atrociously in school."
The group snickered, as the boy named Chaz grumbled, running his hands through his slicked back brunette hair, which had recently been cut short. "I'll have you know that I have an A average!"
"Took you long enough! How long have you been studying here, 10 years? You haven't even taken a soul yet, have you?" she smirked.
"Hey shut up!" He grumbled, collecting himself. "Come on guys. Let's leave this bookworm to her books," he said, as the group followed behind him.
Sophie rolled her eyes, going back to reading the book in her hand. She scratched her head, the glasses irritating her vision. Waiting several minutes, she took off her glasses, rubbing her blue/green eyes. "I'm going to go blind soon," she grumbled as she rubbed her eyes. Setting her glasses next to her pile of already eaten food, she continued reading, making sure no one was around to see her without her glasses on. "Better," she smiled to herself, finally able to see everything around her. 'I hate how I have to wear these stupid glasses. My vision is fine! The glasses just make it worse… though it wouldn't be a bad thing to learn how to fight and such without sight. I'll have to figure out how to do that later,' she thought, flipping the page. 'I wonder if I can find a shinigami who doesn't need glasses… it's worth a shot,' she concluded. 'I'll go to the library later for that. For now I'd better make sure I ace this test so I don't end up as a lowlife like Chaz. I wonder why he hasn't been kicked out yet… he'll probably be kicked out soon enough. Perhaps, because it's his tenth year, they're making him get good grades or he fails and doesn't become a shinigami,' she smirked, looking over the section she was reading, 'Oh well, it won't be the end of the world… but it would be for him,' she chuckled. 'I wish Margaret wouldn't hang out with his crowd… oh well. I'll have to make sure she succeeds instead of going off on the wrong path,' she shrugged to herself, her attention going back to the book.
'There are several different types of shinigami, ranging from the newcomers to the elite. The elite shinigamis, who have lived for centuries, are considered to be some of the most powerful and hold most of the top positions. A prime example of this class is the legendary shinigamis.
'The legendary shinigamis were told to have lived around the time humans began to increase tenfold. These shinigamis are extremely powerful and have lived for thousands of years, but most had been killed during the Crusades and the Black Death, which was all associated with demons who would steal souls to eat as the deaths became too numerous for one shinigami to manage. The Crusades was the worse in history, for many religious humans would make contracts to demons more than usual. This caused a war against the Death Gods and the Demons, resulting in many shinigamis slain. Not many have survived to today, but records say that there are a few shinigamis out there who are legendaries.
'Some are humans that have been turned into shinigamis, but others have been told to have been created for a specific purpose. You can tell a legendary shinigami by their eyes, whose eyes will carry a yellow haze. They will be powerful enough that they won't need glasses, but as they grow older they will need to wear glasses, for the strain of yellow haze on their eyes will increase as time goes on.
'Another class of the elite shinigamis are…'
Sophie let out a sigh, reading back to what she was reading earlier.
'You can tell a legendary shinigami by their eyes, whose eyes will carry a yellow haze to them.'
'Yellow eyes…' she thought.
'They will be powerful enough that they won't need glasses…'
'And they won't need glasses,' she thought to herself. 'Well I'd better head to the library tomorrow. Perhaps there are other shinigamis, who aren't as powerful, who don't need glasses. Then I can convince the superiors that I won't need these things!' Sophie smirked to herself, closing the book.
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A/N: Well I think I'm done for now! Go ahead and comment on any likes or dislikes about this new chapter. I'm trying to get parts to this story that I'll need later, but I don't know… Anyways I'm sad that Sophie is turning into an outsider. She was so outgoing in her human life! It's just the shinigamis, I guess X3 Trust me, this is just the beginning for her. Sophie will make friends soon… I hope ^^;
After this I won't go into detail about where things are. Just things like: goes to the library or walks into class. The setting I have for their academy is that of a college/university setting. Whichever one you prefer is up to you. I think I've said what I've needed for now so I'll see you later! =D
Margaret – Greek – pearl
Skyler – Dutch – guarded, scholar
Chaz – French – freeman
Hoover – German – owner of a measure of land
Jenna – French – God is gracious