Chapter One
I heft up my black-and-red striped backpack and look up at the spiked academy in front of me with my quiet meister, Ally. She's feircely intelligent, but her high intelligence is matched evenly by her shyness. I'm her partner and weapon. I can turn into multiple weapons, a skill not heard of. I can turn into twin blades, a machine gun, an ice-powered whip, and a sword that looks like it has a dragon wing instead of a blade. I have long, black hair and piercing red eyes that tends to creep people out. I normally wear darker clothes and I won't talk to you unless you start the conversation. Ally is almost the complete opposite of me, with her bright golden hair, blue eyes, etc. In battle, she can actually be kind of scary. She always thinks out things, when I, in turn, rush into things like the impulsive weapon I am.
Anyways, back to the school. The sun looms overhead with its creepy smile that screams "I WILL KILL YOU WITH YOUR OWN HAIR WHILE YOU SLEEP!" I shudder.
"Laral," Ally groans. "We're going to be late..." I make a hand gesture that says "I don't really care." My name means "night hunter." Fitting.
I finally nod, and we start to walk together inside the academy, until the screeching of a blue-haired imbecile draws our attention from atop one of the school's spikes. Please don't let this school be full of idiots.
"YOU WILL FALL TO YOUR KNEES BEFORE I, THE AMAZING BLACKSTAR!!!" announced the boy on top of the spike.
Ally glances at me, and I know she's mentally thinking about what a doofus this guy is. I roll my eyes and continue walking as he spews incorherent nonsense to anybody who will listen. Nobody notices him. Does he do this on a regular basis?
I just continue to waltz in with Ally trailing behind me. Somebody told us we need to find the "Death Room." Sounds lovely.
Suddenly, I feel hands on top of my shoulders, and me being a person that doesn't like physical contact, I push whoever was behind me.
"You didn't have to do that..." Ally mutters. I shrug.
I look down at the guilty party. It appears to be the same, blue-haired egoistic boy. He's laying on the ground with blood spewing from his nose. I smirk, and I'm about to continue walking like nothing happened, when a group of students swarms over to me and Ally.
Included in the group, stands a tall, black-haired girl with a somewhat-apologizing glance, a girl with sandy colored hair and fierce eyes, a boy with slicked-down white hair and lax red eyes. Next, there is a tall boy that somewhat represents Lord Death's stature. He has black hair with irregular three white stripes, and only on the right side. Wolf-like eyes observe me, and then they brighten uncharacteristically.
He steps forward and croons,"You have perfect symmetry... Everything is perfect about you. You are symmetry perfection!" His smile takes up the whole of his face.
He suddenly rushes forward and wraps his arms around me. I try to push him off, whilst looking at the group around me with pleading eyes. Somebody starts laughing.
"May I have the pleasure of knowing your name, beautiful perfection?" the guy gushes, and I blush unexpectedly. I never blush.
I look to Ally and she shrugs, mocking me. I scowl and mutter,"Laral. Now please get off of me."
He nuzzles his face into my stomach and shouts,"Even your name has perfect symmetry!"
I look around for help and I see the one who calls himself BlackStar start to stir.
Two blond girls rush up to the scene, both dressed similarily to cowgirls. The taller one sighs and the shorter one giggles in pure joy. Good for her.
I try to pry the person off of me. I give up eventually when he just keeps on muttering pointless things about symmetry.
"Sorry about this. I'm Liz. That's Patty," the taller one apologizes. "He is obsessed with symmetry. And... he's a bit crazy." Patty giggles again and I growl in response.
"You don't say?" I respond sarcastically.
"He'll leave you alone after a while... Maybe," Liz finishes. I groan again and work on escaping my arms from his deathhold. The white-haired one snickers and I shoot him a murderous glare. Who I assume to be his partner steps closer.
"My name is Maka," she starts, and then points to (I'm guessing) her partner. "This is Soul. That's Tsubaki and BlackStar, who you probably already know. And that's Death the Kid." She points at the indivuals and finally lands on Death the Kid. Great.
Soul snickers again at my predicament.
"Would you shut up? And can somebody get him to stop touching me?!" I almost scream. This is the most anybody has touched me in a long time.
Liz and Patty move closer to pry him away from me and I sigh in gratitude. Meanwhile, DTK is weeping and clawing the ground to try and get back to me.
I admit it, I stumble back a little and trip and fall down. Wow, smooth. Great impression for my first day here. I squeeze my eyes shut as I anticiapte falling onto the hard cement.
Instead, I run into flesh.
Soul caught me and is grinning toothily as he brings me back up from the dip.
"Uh, thanks, Soul," I say awkwardly. I'm not very used to talking to people. I direct the conversation to another topic. "Cool teeth. Do you ever accidentally bite your tongue?"
He grins again and responds,"Nah. I know better than to." He pauses for a moment, and then lets his red gaze sweep over Kid's scene and then returns his gaze back to my own red one.
Ally clears her throat and raises her voice to say,"Would any of you happen to know where the Death Room is?" A few nod. Kid shoots up, probably eager for a chance to cling onto me.
I back up into Soul's chest, and then I step forward again, blushing slightly. I need to get a hold of myself.
BlackStar suddenly shoots up. Has he been pretending to be unconscious the whole time?
"I'll take them! Because I am above all and you will be in my debt!" BlackStar says directly to me. Tsubaki sighs. I shrug.
"As long as he doesn't come," I say, while lazily gesturing at Kid, who is standing at attention. Something flashes in his eyes... But then BlackStar pulls me by my arm to the Death Room and Ally follows loyally.
BlackStar drops us off at the Death Room's door awkwardly and departs with a large amount of yelling. I sigh and trudge inside.
