3rd person POV~
Strolling through the streets of Death City late at night. Not a good idea for (Y/n). And she soon realized it. A scream was heard in a nearby alleyway so she ran to check it out. But there wasn't anything there. All that was left was blood splattered on the walls. Unlike (Y/n)s blood, this blood was red. She sensed a witch soul nearby. But not just any witches soul...
"I've been waiting for you my dear (Y/n)..."
(Y/n) woke up screaming as her weapon ran into the room turning on the lights, "(Y/n), are you alright? Was it the dream again?" He frantically asked his meister.
She shook her head, "I- I'm fine. I-it was j-just a dream r-right she's not coming back for me?"
Your brownish orange haired weapon sighed, "No. You're safe. I promise to keep you safe from her. Now try and get some sleep. Our first day at the DWMA starts tomorrow," the boy left your room and you sat staring at the ceiling until your (e/c) eyes began to flicker closed.
"Wake up (Y/n)! You gotta get ready!" Your weapon, Connor called waking you up. You muttered to yourself and stood up. Slowly dragging your feet to your walk in closet. You pulled out a pair of black skinny jeans with rips going down the legs and a white top that hugged your body. It cut off above the belly button but then a lacy trimming came out to meet the brim of your jeans. Then you brought your clothes into the washroom and began getting ready. First you took a hot shower washing your (h/l) (h/c) hair and your body then you blow dried your hair and brushed your teeth. You slipped on your clothes and walked into the kitchen.
"Mmm. What smells so good?" You questioned sitting at the table.
"Eggs and pancakes," Connor set a plate down in front of you. You scarfed down your food and skipped back into your room. Humming a little tune as you fixed your hair in the mirror.
"(Y/n)! C'mon or we'll be late!" Connor screamed up the stairs to you. You groaned slipping out of your seat at the vanity table and slipped on a pair of white combat boots.
You and Connor walked to the school in almost silence until he popped a question, "What do you think the people there will be like?" He asked looking over at you.
In return you shrugged your shoulders, "How should I know? I've never been there before either," you kept walking.
"I guess. But what about the teachers-"
"Don't know."
"The building-"
"Don't know."
"Lord Death-"
"I have no clue about any of it. We will just have to find out when we get there, right?" You smiled at your partner who nodded his head kindly at you. On the outside you were calm. But on the inside you were wondering the exact same things as Connor was.
'Will we fit in?' You thought to yourself as you reached the large, very symmetrical building.
You and Connor started up the stairs but about half way there you heard Connor puffing. You turned your head and giggled at the sight. Connor had collapsed on the ground.
"Go on without me. I can't make it," he puffed. You giggled again and picked him up, throwing him over your shoulder.
Once you reached the top of the stairs you set him down and looked around. 'I can't believe I'm actually here...'
"Hi! You must be the new students! I'm Maka and this is Soul! We were told to bring you two to the death room!" A girl with dirty blonde pigtails and green eyes walked over to you followed by a boy with white hair and deep crimson eyes. He was extremely attractive you thought in your mind.
"I'm (y/n). And this is my weapon Connor," you smiled brightly towards the two. Connor waved from behind you. You noticed Maka's head dropped.
"What's up? Why the sudden head hanging?" You raised a brow.
"Well it's just. I didn't think that I would ever meet another girl with a chest almost as big as Blair's, kinda puts a damper on me and my self esteem ya know," Maka sighed.
"Blair?" You asked as Soul fell over from a nose bleed. You giggled and turned to Maka who now held a book in her hand.
"Makaaaa- chop!" She threw a book at Souls head.
"Is he gonna be okay?" You looked down at the boy, "Yeah. He'll be fine."
You walked down the halls with your partner, Soul, and Maka. You and Maka walking side by side in front while your partner and Soul strolled behind the two of you. You and Maka chatted about a few things along the way there as did the two boys. Until finally you reached the death room.
The four of you walked in through the doors and down what seemed like an endless hallway until you came into a room with what seemed like a sky with clouds and tombstones scattered amongst the place. In the middle stood a large mirror and a black figure standing in front of it. He turned around upon hearing you enter the room.
"Wazzup? Wazzup? You must be (Y/n) and Connor- our new students!" The grim reaper clapped his hands together. You and Connor were both a little bit too surprised to reply so you both just nodded your head. You had no idea that this is what the grim reaper would be like!
"Alrighty! So which one is the meister and which one is the weapon? Also what's your weapons form?"
You smirked, "I'm the meister and Connor and Claire are my weapons. But I prefer Connor much more and only use Claire when absolutely necessary. Connor transform," You added. Then Connor transformed into a black scythe with two blades instead of one. Together you had quite a few different soul resonances. And he also had different scythe forms. This one was one of the weaker ones.
"He can also change into different scythes-" you let Connor change into another form and continued, "and we can complete different resonances."
"Very good! Now. What did you say about another weapon. I don't see one," the death lord said as you smiled.
"Oh right well. Claire. You know what to do," then a black creature came out of your back. It had grey eyes and had a grey circle around it's face. It's gender matched yours so it was supposedly female.
"So you have a weapon inside you too. Just like Crona.. Ahh it makes sense now! Your mother is a powerful witch. Makes sense she would do the same to you as Medusa did to Crona. Now what type of weapon is this?" Shinigami-sama asked curiously.
"Well-" the creature melted into a cloud of black blood above you and you reached your hand in it to pull out a battle axe.
"Unlike Connor who can only change into different scythes with different abilities. My black blood weapon can change into almost any weapon I want it to," you said as the blood melted away and went back into your body.
"And yet you still use a regular weapon. Why?"
"I didn't want this. I don't want this madness inside me. I didn't ask for my blood to be black. I didn't ask for her to give me stupid magic tools to keep me in control for her later. I'm not a test subject. I use a weapon like Connor as a way to tell my so called mother that I don't need or want her around. Along with other reasons..." You trailed off. The reaper just nodded.
"Alright! Judging by your souls you two will be in the crescent moon class with Maka and Soul. They can take you two. Enjoy your time here and the DWMA!" The shinigami called.
"You have black blood too?" Maka asked as you stepped into the halls.
"Yeah. I have ever since Tora put it in my along with the souls of several weapons while I was sleeping," you muttered.
"That's cool- not the part about eating weapons souls but having black blood and controlling it," Soul spoke behind you.
"Heh, yea I guess it is kinda cool," you giggled looking back at Soul.