Hey starfish! Guess what! I'm not dead! But here's a little oneshot for my good friend, to whom which I will tag in the next chapter if she turns out to have Wattpad. Also, for those of you who read my other book, a new chapter will be coming out very soon! Sorry that I didn't do a Valentine's Day chapter, however, I can do one if you want me to! Well, this was a long intro, enjoy the story!
(W/o/c): Weapon of choice
Your POV:
"Look!"
"Come see, come see!"
Hey, let me through!"
Stop pushing!"
Murmurs such as these come from the crowd of students around the quest board of Death Weapon Meister Academy, more commonly known as the DWMA. I turn my head towards the passel, my (H/l) (H/c) hair sways. I am a weapon here at the academy, and my meister is a guy named Asher. We've been best friends since, well, diapers! All of our friends say that we should be together, but Asher has his eye on someone else.
Namely Crona.
Turns out that my best bud is pansexual, but I don't mind.
Anyways, getting back to the topic on hand, we made our way through the passel of kids to look at the quest board. Right in the middle of it, there is a sign that reads, "Currently underway" over a mission. I gasp. This particular mission is to find and take out Methusaleh the Undead. He is at risk of becoming a Kishin. "I wonder who took the job," Asher's voice sounds, slightly worried.
"YAHOO! THE AMAZING BLACK*STAR IS GOING TO TAKE THE MISSION OF METHUSALEH!" Someone announces, nearly making me go deaf. I jump, and turned my arm into a (W/o/c), my signature weapon. Luckily, Black*Star leaps away before I hit my intended mark. "Oh my Death (Y/n), calm down," Asher remarks. "Black*Star, the mission has already been taken. I've heard it's an extremely difficult one at that."
Black*Star stops and reads the message board. "WHAT? WHO DARES TO TAKE THE MIGHTY BLACK*STAR'S JOB?! I WILL HUNT THEM TO THE ENDS OF THE EARTH AND-" Black*Star is interrupted by Death the Kid, Lord Death's son.
"The mission to stop the dangerous Methusaleh has been taken by someone you know," Kid reports.
We all ponder for a moment, not realizing the obvious. "I wonder who it could be," Tsubaki whispers.
"RAGNAROOOOOOK!" A voice whines, nearly bumping into Asher, of whom's cheeks turn redder than Death Scythe's hair.
Crona stumbles around Asher, still trying to get Ragnarok to stop. "Crona? What happened?" I ask. Usually Maka can get Ragnarok to ease his torture on Crona.
"Maka and Soul went on some mission and left me to deal with Blair," Crona sighs, their pink hair falling over their eyes. "I forget the name- Crystal Meth or Methoosah or something."
Everyone freezes, except Kid, who is fixing the message board. Then Asher walks over to Crona and tips their head up to face his own. "Crona... Was the name Methusaleh?" He asks gently.
Crona tilts their head a bit before responding. "Yeah, that sounds about right."
My (E/c) eyes widen and I gasp. "Oh Death..." I mumble.
I feel two hands on my shoulders, before getting pulled into a hug. As the person pulls away, I see it is Kid, with a comforting smile on his face. "(Y/n). I promise you Maka and Soul will not be hurt. Let's wait two days, and on the third day, if they are not back, we'll go look for them. Okay?" He murmurs with an air of confidence.
"O-Okay," I stutter.
~~ Three days later ~~
Over the next few days, I try to take my mind off of Soul and Maka, but to no avail. In fact, by the third day, I was losing my patience. And my cool.
"KID!" I screamed as I stormed into the lunch room.
The Thompson sisters immediately jump in front of him, Liz cocking Patty straight at my heart. "Liz! Patty! Stand down!" Kid shouts quickly, to avoid my getting shot.
I leap over the lunch table, pinning Kid to the ground. "It's been three days," I growl. "We need to find him! He could be in danger!"
Kid roll over t where I am under him, and slaps his hand over my mouth. "(Y/n)!" He hisses. "You know you're not supposed to talk about that in public! People could hear you!" He pauses when he sees my confused, hurt face.
"What you want to do goes against my father's rules, (Y/n). We could be in serious trouble," he says softly.
"But, if we are to go through with this, we should start now, without my father knowing. Asher," he raises his voice a little, "Go find Black*Star and Tsubaki. Tell them to come to me."
"On it, boss," Asher calls, running away.
Kid leans down. "As for you," he whispers in my ear, "go to the supplies closet. There are items there that will help us on our journey."
Then, seeming to realize the position we were in, his face flushed red and he helps me up. "Sorrysorrysorrysorrysorrysorrysorrrysorrysorrysorrysor-"
I cut off his apologies with a smile. "It's fine Kid."
He smiles back at me. I take his hand and run to the supplies closet.
~~ Timeskip brought to you by Danny Phantom~~~
I throw open the doors as quietly as I can and start looking for useful items. "So, Kid, what will we need?"
Kid rolls his eyes. "Well, obviously, we'll need food, water, and other necessities..." He trails off, walking away to look for a flashlight, presumably. "I bet I can take Beelzebub..."
I giggle and search for a couple of sleeping bags. "Hey Kid-"
Would (Y/n) (L/n) and Death the Kid please report to Lord Death at once. Thank you.
"Uh oh," Kid says meekly.
He looks at me. "We'd better get over there quickly."
"Agreed."
~~Small Timeskip brought to you by Tamaki~Senpai's mushroom-growing corner~~~
"Ah, (Y/n), Kid. Glad you could make it here so early," Lord Death addresses us as we walk into the room.
"Father," Kid equivocates, standing before Lord Death, "We offer our sincerest apologies for the apostasies that have occurred during these few days."
"No need to worry about it, Son. In fact, that's precisely what I called you here for."
Lord Death must have noticed the confusion on our faces, because he proceeds to explain.
"You see, none of the faculty can find Soul Eater Evans or Maka Albarn on our radar. Word has not been heard from them since they started the quest." We look over and see Death Scythe crying and growing mushrooms. "MAKAAAAAAAA!" He cries. Lord Death chuckles wryly. "We need you to vanquish Methusaleh and bring the two back. Preferably alive."
"U-Us?" I stammer. "B-But, what will happen to the kishin egg?"
"The kishin egg will go to the weapon who ends up unraveling Methusaleh. If more than one weapon destroys him, than Soul will get the egg, seeing as it was his mission to begin with." Lord Death responds.
Just then, Liz, Patty, Crona, Tsubaki, Black*Star, and Asher walk into the doorway. "THE GREAT BLACK*STAR AND TSUBAKI WILL BE JOINING YOU ON THIS QUEST!" Black*Star declares.
"We'll help too!" Patty volunteers.
I look to Asher. "You joining?"
He shakes his head. "Nah, I'm gonna stay with Crona and watch Blair. That cat is a handful at times."
I smirk and wiggle my eyebrows. "Is that so?"
His face turns red and he looks away. "Y-Yes. Now shut up!"
I playfully roll my eyes, but then turn back to Kid. "Kid, the Thompson sisters can use each other, right?"
He nods. "So I can use you as a weapon. Any tips I should be aware of?"
I shake my head, and he sighs, relieved. "Anyways, here are your packs that you must take on your mission," Lord Death interrupts, handing us our bags. "Now, off you go! And remember, if you can't stop the kishin, just work on getting Maka and Soul out of there!"
"Yes Sir!" Tsubaki says, leading the way.
I feel like I'm about to faint. Soul? Not being able to defeat a kishin? I wonder.
"(Y/n)? Is everything alright?" Tsubaki asks me.
I turn to her, eyes dead. "If Soul can't defeat him, how powerful is Methusaleh?"

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