† Hell Scythe †

Chapter 1 † A Unique Weapon {editing}

Chapter 1 // A Unique Weapon?

It was only three months after the Kishin had attacked DWMA and everything was getting back to the way it used to be. Buildings were finally back up; people started to work again, and the students of the DWMA are training harder than ever. More students, about fifty-five percent of the students were meisters than weapons, had come to study at the DWMA because of what Asura had done to their family. One’s family had been killed by madness, another’s family was killed because their father had gone insane, and so on with other people’s stories. Some stories was where the family had turned to the madness and became evil. One girl’s family was the most horrid. That was me, Aika Sakura.

It was early in the morning when the horse drawn carriage had pulled into Death City. Most people in the city were going to work, most were staying home, and others had children who were heading to the DWMA. Hope Uncle Death is ready to see me, I thought as the carriage stopped in front of the academy. The chauffeur jumped from his seat and quickly opened the door for me. I hand him some money and smiled, “Go and help others. Hope for the better and the better shall come.” First things first, I am a helpful person, not a monk, nor a sister.

After seeing the nice man off, I turned to face the building that my uncle decided to build. The building was very symmetrical and beautiful, even though it is only colored red, black, and white. By the way, I am not like my cousin Kid at all. I walked up the steep stairs to find Kid and two other kids fighting him. One had white hair with sharp teeth; his attire was a black and yellow hoodie with a headband with the words “soul” and “eat” on it. He had maroon pants to match his red eyes. To be honest, he was cute in a way. The other was a boy with blue hair and a star on his right shoulder. He wore assassin-like clothes with fingerless gloves; he was weird in a way and not very cute at all.

I stood there for a few minutes, watching the fight go on. Kid was slipping by attacks left and right, then he struck the boy with white hair. The boy stumbles back, talking to the blue headed on. As I saw the star again, I thought about it for a while and gasped. “Star Clan!!” I had accidentally said it allowed and the boys looked at me. Four girls who were hiding in the background had walked over to the boys and stared at me.

“Kid. I hate you.” I said it at my cousin and ran away. I ran as fast as I could, forgetting that I could use Shinigami magic. Kid was just behind me with his skateboard and tackled me down to the ground. The other kids I saw came running towards his side. “Get off me! Kid!” I yelled and scrambled to get out of his grasp.

He was strict and held my hands to the ground, “Aika!! Listen!” I looked at his hand and not at his face. I hate him for being with the Star Clan. Doesn’t he know what they did to my family? His father’s partners?

“No, you listen you idiot! He is part of the Star Clan! He was part of the people who killed my brother and my sister. Don’t you know that?” I looked at him in the eye, trying to be serious, but seeing his hair unsymmetrical made me laugh, “Your hair is still unsymmetrical.” He got off of me and began his rant of frustration. I laughed until my stomach had hurt from the pain and smiled. “Nice to see you, cousin. But please call me Sakura.”

He smiled and nodded. Kid never really smiles because of his dad and job; he usually grins or smirks at perfect symmetry, but that’s about it. His true smile only comes out at his cousin… me. The boy with blue hair stared at me and looked at my body thoroughly. After looking at my chest area for while, I smacked him upside the head and pressed my foot down against his chest after he fell to the ground. After Kid begging me to get my foot off his chest and many questions were asked, Kid started to introduce me.

“So, this is my cousin Sakura. Her full name is Aika Hikari Sakura, but call her Sakura. Call her Blossom, and let’s just say you won’t live to see the next day. She is a weapon and a death scythe, at that because of her last meister which was her brother.”