Outsider Chronicles: Coloured Souls

Getting reborn into a world of monsters, Witches and Demon Weapons is a tad annoying. Discovering that I am a Demon Weapon doesn't help, although teaming up with the coolest girl ever to wear pigtails makes up for it. Now if only I could figure out why Stine seems so interested in the fact I have silver eyes...

So we're back with a Soul Eater idea that could be very entertaining. I wonder if you can guess what it is? Whether or not you can guess what I have in mind for the future, make sure you enjoy!

Chapter 1

Soooo, my death was lame. I mean, getting killed by a box full of paint cans falling on your head isn't exactly something to brag about. I knew I hated art for a reason. Still, at least I got a new life out of it. Oh yeah, I ended up getting reincarnated. I'm still not entirely sure why, but after I died, I woke up again as a baby.

Growing up was simultaneously easy and incredibly frustrating. What? I'd like to see any of you sit through pre-school again without tearing your hair out. Still, I've learnt from my mistakes, so I got through school with no problems and high grades. Or at least, that was the plan. See, the world I had been reborn into wasn't exactly normal, not when the Sun and Moon both spent the day and night laughing at what goes on below, murderers literally eat souls and the Grim Reaper himself is a Headmaster. In case you haven't figured it out, I had been reborn into the world of Soul Eater.

Now, despite that, I had planned to keep my distance and just leave dealing with the crazy shit to the heros, but I just had to turn my arm into a scythe blade after my Uncle made me jump on my birthday, hence why I was currently staring out the window of the classroom at the DWMA at the city and desert stretched out in the distance. Frankly, despite the fact that the school was meant to train warriors, for those of us in the NOT class, it was actually a pretty normal school life. Yes, I was still in the NOT class and hadn't even found a Meister yet.

I sighed and glanced around the room in an attempt to relieve my boredom. Hey, I'd already been through school once, so I was really bored. I actually recognized some of my classmates as people from Maka's class in the Anime, including Kilik Rung and his partners, BlackStar and Tsubaki, Kim Diehl (who was a recent addition to the class) and Jackie and so on. Hell, Maka herself sat a few seats in front of me, dutifully taking notes as Sid spoke. I sighed again and let my head fall to the desk in front of me with a thump. A moment later, a piece of chalk bounced off my head.

"Pay attention Branwen!" shouted Sid.

I huffed as my classmates snickered at me and brushed the chalk dust out of my black and red hair.

Once class was over, I headed out, intending to find some lunch. I was just about to start down the stairs when a voice stopped me.

"Hey, wait!"

I paused and tilted my head back to see Maka jogging towards me.

"Need something Pigtails?" I asked.

"Pigtails?" mouthed Maka, a mildly annoyed look on her face.

She shook her head and fixed me with a glare.

"You know its against the rules to leave campus during the day, right?" she asked.

I shrugged.

"Its lunchtime and I want something other than crap or overpriced cafeteria food," I said.

"Thats not an excuse!" snapped Maka.

I snorted.

"Geeze, I'm not going far," I said, "Theres a noodle bar I like two streets away. I'll easily make it back before afternoon classes start. Your welcome to tag along to make sure I do if you like."

I suppressed a wince as I heard Maka's teeth grinding together. Maybe I'm being a tad to flippant about this…

"Alternatively, you can fork out way too much for overly expensive food in the cafeteria," I said, attempting to divert her anger before she tried to brain me.

To be fair to the DWMA, the cafeteria food wasn't bad, but it was rather expensive. The allowance NOT students received was decent and you could easily live on it, but I honestly didn't really like spending that much on my lunches when there were cheaper, tastier options close by.

Apparently Maka agreed (or she just wanted to make sure I'd be back in time for class) since she followed me.

"I can't believe I let you talk me into this," she grumbled.

I chuckled.

"Oh, lighten up Pigtails," I said.

"Would you stop calling me that!" she said, "My name is Maka!"

"Jasper, nice to meet you," I said.

Maka's eye twitched.

"I know who you are," she said, "You're the Weapon who can't find a Meister, Jasper Branwin.

I sighed.

"Yeah well, there are surprisingly few people willing to put the effort in required to become a Scythe Meister," I said.

Maka tripped over her own feet.

"Wait, you're a Scythe?!" she spluttered.

I nodded and morphed my arm into a black and red scythe blade. Out of all the weapon types out there, Scythes were the rarest, typically the most powerful and the hardest weapons for a Meister to Resonate with, which is why only one of the Death Scythes was actually a Scythe and the most powerful of them. My own form would be even harder for a Meister to master because I wasn't exactly what you'd call a normal weapon. Because of that, finding a Meister was a right pain in the arse.

I switched my arm back as we reached the restaurant, although that's a bit of an exaggeration considering it was just a little stand called A Simple Wok.

"Two of the usual please," I said as Maka and I sat down.

The old man behind the counter nodded and two seconds later, two large bowls of noodles clattered onto the counter in front of us.

"Wha...how did…?" asked Maka.

"Don't ask, I have no idea," I said as I picked up some chopsticks and dug in.

Maka looked between me and the old man for a moment, then shrugged and followed my lead.

"So, if you're a Scythe, how come you don't have a Meister yet?" asked Maka after a few moments of eating in silence, "I mean, surely there would be loads of people who'd want to use you."

"Most people aren't as driven as you," I said, "Plus, those who are are put right off when they see my form. I'm not exactly a typical Scythe."

"What do you mean?" asked Maka.

"Probably better if I just show you," I said, putting my chopsticks down and standing up.

I focused for a moment and transformed. Describing what its like is rather difficult but I will say that it feels really weird. Then again, what do you expect? My body is broken down and reformed into the shape of a weapon for Deaths sake! Hell, I could still feel things in my Scythe form!

Anyway, I transformed and my Weapon from clattered to the ground. My form was a red and black scythe with a distinctly mechanical look to it, a sharp spike at the end and a scope and trigger about half way down. Basically, my weapon form was Crescent Rose. Yeah, when I found that out, I had spent a good while swearing to myself in the bathroom. It really didn't help that I looked a lot like a male version of Ruby, with silver eyes and black and red hair. Hell, I even had a similar dress sense, although I did exchange the cloak for a hoodie.

"What the...are you part gun?" asked Maka.

"Yep," I said and switched back, "Jasper Branwen, the Demon Sniper-scythe at your service."

I sat back down and picked up my chopsticks again.

"Can you see why its hard to find someone willing to partner with me now?" I grumbled, "Sure, I can be used as a standard Scythe, but the fact I'm also part gun means that I'm twice as hard to master."

Maka was silent for a moment.

"Jasper, what do you want to do?" she asked at length.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"I mean, do you want to get into the EAT class?" said Maka, "While all Weapons are required to attend the DWMA to learn how to control their powers, once they graduate, they can do whatever they wish. Is that what you want?"

I hummed in thought as I continued eating. That was actually an interesting question. Sure, I had been annoyed when I found out I was a weapon, but that was more from exasperation than anything else. Plus, although I had originally planned to keep my distance, that was before I had come to the school. I think I had always brushed off the Weapons and Meisters as the same fictional characters they had been in my last life. Oh, I knew consciously that they were now real, but until I had actually met them, talked to them and did class projects with them, that never sank into my unconscious. I knew what was coming, I knew that it would be bad and a real pain to deal with, but I realized I couldn't just sit back and watch from the sidelines. Not anymore.

"When I first came here, it was because I had to," I said slowly, "I intended to just get through school and live a normal life. But now...after seeing the EAT students and how hard they work to keep the world safe from the Keshin and Witches, I guess I've changed my mind. I wanna help people too. I want to get as strong as I can and help make the world a better place."

I paused and chuckled slightly.

"God, that was corny," I muttered.

"Yeah, it was," said Maka, "Still, I'm impressed. I didn't know you had that much passion in you after seeing you in class."

I just shrugged as I drank the last of the broth.

"Do you want to partner with me?"

"GAK!"

The question was so unexpected, I choked on my food.

"What?!" I spluttered.

"I said, do you want to partner with me?" said Maka, "I want to be a Scythe Meister, like my Mother, but there aren't any other Scythes in our year."

I was about to make a comment about Soul, but shut my mouth again when I suddenly realized I hadn't seen Soul around the school. At all. Maybe my presence had changed more than I thought…

"You sure?" I asked, "I mean, I'm not exactly a normal weapon."

"Positive," said Maka, "Besides, I love a challenge."

I snorted. Well, that was one way of putting it. Still…

"Sure, why not?" I said, "Could be fun."

Maka smiled and got to her feet.

"In that case, let's make it official," she said, "I promise that I'll turn you into the most powerful Death Scythe ever, even more powerful than my Father."

I smirked and stood, grasping Maka's hand.

"And I promise that I'll always be there when you need me," I said, "I think this is the start of a beautiful friendship."

Maka and I burst out laughing.

The Death Room

"Hmm, interesting," said the Grim Reaper as he watched the two new friends make their pact.

"Is something wrong sir?" asked Sid.

"Not at all," said Death, "In fact, I think young Maka and Jasper will make the finest team the DWMA has ever seen."

"What makes you say that?" asked Sid.

"Oh, call it...a hunch," said Death, "Maka has even more potential than her Mother did and Jasper...if I'm right, he has just as much hidden potential hidden behind those silver eyes of his."

Death tilted his head back.

"Just like she did…"

"Sir?"

"Nothing. So, you had something to report Sid?"

Sid nodded and flicked open the file in his hand.

"Yes sir, we managed to locate one of the people you sent us to find," he said, "Kim Diehl, a runaway from the Witches Realm."

Sid hesitated and looked up at his boss.

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" he asked, "I mean, she is a…"

"No, she is not," said Death, "While she may appear to be, young Kim is no Witch. The powers she possesses may appear to be Magic, but they hold no connection to the Madness of Destruction."

Sid didn't look convinced.

"Well, alright," he said, "I'll put my faith in you Lord Death. But I will be keeping an eye on her."

"Perfectly understandable," said Death, "Do you have any other information?"

"Well, yes," said Sid, "One of our agents sent us an update on Summer Albarn. He thinks that someone may be targeting her."

"Hmm, is that so?" mused Death.

"Sir, perhaps we should call her back," said Sid.

Death shook his head.

"She wouldn't come if we did," said Death, "Summer was always hot headed and did as she wished. At the moment, she wants to be as far away from Spirit as she can be. Hmm...inform our agent to keep his eyes open and send a warning to Summer. For now, thats all we can do."

"Very well," said Sid and left the Death Room.

Now alone, Death turned back to his Mirror, which now showed a woman in a hooded, purple cloak walking down a mountain path.

"Be careful Summer," he said, "I would hate to see history repeat itself."

Unknown location

A shadowy figure made its way through the corridors, a smaller shadow skipping at its side. The two shadows reached a large door, studied with faintly glowing orange crystals and pushed it open, stepping into the room on the other side. It was a relatively large room, full of items that any Meister would immediately recognize as being Magical in nature. Sat on a cushion in the middle of the room was a figure, lit by another glowing crystal. It was impossible to make out any details, but it was clear that the figure was a woman.

"Please tell me you have news," said the woman in a smooth, sensual voice.

"Of course, what do you take us for?" said the lead figure as he lit a cigar, "Those two idiot kids?"

"Those two 'idiot kids' have been showing far more competency than you two of late," said the figure, "Now tell me what you have to report."

The man breathed out a cloud of smoke.

"We found her," he said.

The woman's head turned, revealing a glowing, orange eye.

"Where?"

And done. I wonder if you can figure out where I'm going with this? Probably considering its a tad on the nose. I bet you can guess who our villains for the evening are though!

Incidentally, Summer is Maka's mothers name in this. I know shes usually called Kami, but that isn't actually her name, so I get free reign in naming her! Yay!

Hmm, I wonder what could be so important about Kim and Summer? I bet you lot can guess if you figure out what I have planned.

In this world, Soul isn't a Weapon, so he won't be appearing. Sorry Soul fans, but I didn't really just want to regulate him to a supporting role, so he won't have one at all. Well, he might get mentioned, but he won't actually be appearing.

And done. Don't forget to review! Later!