The Weapon and the Witch:The New Girls In Town

As the morning arose, the sun came with it, laughing sadistically in the distance, “HAHAHA”. The candles of the Death Weapon Meister Academy shone through their holders, dripping wax onto the ground as young Meisters and their Weapons traveled up the steep steps to their classes. Today, two new students were arriving and they were to be welcomed.

They were first to head to Lord Death’s office where they met the Shinigami himself, who as he saw them, greeted them with a “Welcome to the DWMA! As you know, it stands as a defense against the forces of evil, which would plunge the world into chaos and drag humanity into the very depths of fear and madness. The demons known as Kishin, and their eternal hunger for destruction. To ensure that the Kishin never regain their hold on this world, this Academy was founded by myself. So basically we're an organization that serves to protect and preserve peace! I guess it's not exactly a typical school. Oh well, that isn't important! For now, let’s roll up our sleeves and get to work! Head onto your classes!” he concluded. The pair smiled and went in search of their first class.

Let’s pause this scene for a moment and allow me to explain more thoroughly.  Basically, the main goal of the Academy as the Shinigami so kindly pointed is to protect the world from evil and preserve peace. In the world, there are humans that abandon their life as a human and go on the path of an evil human, converting themselves into malicious wicked beings that slaughter innocent persons to partake of their pure souls. And when enough souls are consumed, the human can then be altered into an unbelievably dangerous creature called a Kishin.

To prevent this from occurring, the DWMA teaches individuals to combat these evil humans, by training their young to battle and slay them. The DWMA drills these Meisters and Weapons to battle against Witches as well, which threaten the peace of the world. Many students are driven to combating the evil humans and Witches with the main goal of making or becoming a Death Scythe. Once a Demon Weapon consumes a certain amount of souls in a specific order (99 evil human souls and 1 Witch Soul) they advance to an extraordinary power and can be used only by Lord Death himself. Producing a Death scythe is consequently known to be a tough and trying process, and many Meisters are well esteemed for making a Death scythe, and Death scythes themselves are respected amongst students also.

The students are separated into two categories, Demon Weapons and Meisters. Meisters are humans who display great potential in combat and physical fitness, giving them an advantage in a match. Weapons are humans with the exceptional ability to alter their bodies into weapons. The DWMA pairs up diverse Weapons and Meisters together to form partnerships between them, in order to create powerful teams to prevail against these evil humans, with the Meister wielding the Demon Weapon.

Nevertheless, pairing a Weapon and a Meister is no simple task, as their Soul Wavelengths need to be compatible with one another. Thus, the DWMA often holds large assemblies, where students gather wearing badges, specifying whether they are a Demon Weapon or a Meister and attempt to find the partner to whom they’re well-matched. Once a Meister and Weapon team is formulated, the students can partake in lessons and assignments to kill evil humans. Well-trained Meisters and Weapons develop several new powers and abilities as their experience and bond as a Meister and Weapon cultivates. Well, now that we’re all caught up, let’s return to the scene!

Ms. Mjolnir greeted everyone as they stepped into the Crescent Moon Room, with that contagious smile of hers. Mr. Stein, who was beside her, adjusted the large screw that ran through his head, watching as the new Meister and Weapon joined them.

“Class!” clapped Ms. Mjolnir with a somewhat serious expression, “I would like to introduce you to our new students, Rinnie Buki Ogama and Rebekah Suteki Majo!”
       
Two girls stood beside Ms. Mjolnir. The first, Rinnie, had long blonde curls with velvet black streaks running through her hair. Her eyes shone a bright teal, accenting her eyebrow piercing as she let out a sharp-toothed smile, making all the boys in the room blush. The girl beside her had long black locks, flowing like the night sky, her blue eyes bright as the ocean itself. She too had piercings along her brow, but above was a tattoo of Celtic decent that seemed to breathe with her.

Some held an uneasy feeling as they viewed her. Maka Albarn though, daughter of the Death Scythe Spirit, was the only one to react, sensing Rebekah’s wavelength. She arose, her pony tails flying about her as she called her Weapon, Soul, who hesitantly transformed into a scythe after some ushering. They flew at Rebekah, if Rinnie didn’t react; she might have been cut in two. Rin’s arm became that of a scythe, blocking Maka’s attack.

“She is a witch!” she shouted, causing the other students to go into a commotion.
         
Ms. Mjolnir stopped that immediately of course, slamming her transformed arm onto her desk, which surprisingly didn’t break. Maka knew now she was out of line and sat back down, leaving Soul to change back into his regular form, totally embarrassed. Rin’s arm now went back to its usual porcelain-like self, placing it protectively around Rebekah, bearing her canines at Maka.

“Now, everyone. Let’s calm down. There is a perfectly acceptable reason to this. Please, let's not be so hasty. However, you are free to visit Lord Death to ask your questions regarding Miss Majo. Okay?”
     
 Mr. Stein then motioned for the new girls to take their seats, which they did. The clock then struck 8:00 AM and as if on cue, the Lord’s son walked in, Death the Kidd. He checked the time and grinned, then after closing the door, took his seat beside Soul. After everyone was settled, the lesson began and so did an interesting first day of school.

The bell finally rang and everyone was dismissed. Expect for the new students of course, who were called to the front of the class by Mr. Stein, who was turning his screw. Rinnie kept staring at the scar that ran down his face and instantly knew that she would have to keep a watch out for him. Rebekah took her place beside the Weapon and waited for the teachers to speak.

“We have received word from Lord Death that you both have been paired together. Your souls matched perfectly for them being a witch’s and a scythe’s.” Mr. Stein looked at Rebekah in the eyes, “Anyway, you girls should head out and choose a mission. Your duty as Weapon and Meister begin.” He concluded.
       
 The girls exited the room and headed to the board in search of a new mission. As they made their way across the hall, they were stopped by Maka, who was hanging her head low. A spunky boy with blue hair none other known as Black Star stood beside her, his arm around Soul’s shoulders in a friendly, bro-like manner.

“Sorry about earlier, Rebekah; I just came back from Lord Death. He explained it to me,” with a smile she looked up, holding out a gloved hand, “What do you say?”

“It’s okay. I don’t blame you. I might have very well done the same if in your position.” She finished and shook Maka’s hand.
           
Afterwards they went their separate paths. Squeezing their way through Death the Kidd and his Weapons, Liz and Patty, Rin and Bekah made it to the front of the board and selected an assignment. Soon after, they heard Kidd having one of his meltdowns on how the assignment board was hanging three decimeters to the left, causing Bekah to laugh and Rin to giggle.  Kidd looked up from his tantrum, seeing Rin and turned bright red. He once again made himself look like an idiot, calling himself “asymmetrical garbage” and grabbed Liz and Patty, walking away as fast as he could.  
         
Rin watched as he ran away, then after noticing Bekah pulling on her sleeve shook her head and focused on the task at hand. When it came nightfall, they were to search for a Gangster clan who was misusing human souls, and bring the terrorists’ to justice. However, in the meantime, it was time to practice. Turning to the deserted gym, the girls were to prepare.
         
Rebekah took her stance, arm outstretched, Rin responded immediately, transforming into a raging scythe, sparks crackling around her. The blade of the scythe held a glimmer and Rin’s face appeared in a reflection, shouting “Let’s go!” Bekah swung at the dummies, slashing them in two with Weapon in hand. Perfect stance and maneuver after another, they glided through the tests. In about three minutes flat they had beaten the training program and succeeded at destroying all of the gym’s dummies. They knew they were ready for tonight. But for now, they had to be ready to clean up the mess they made.