Hey everyone it's been forever since I've done a soul eater story and this is going to be a small series with my Soul Eater OCs Mizuki Evans and Kevin Cross. But for now enjoy Mizuki's story and where everything began. Thanks to Thatdude15 for helping me out for explaining the DWMA with soul and for the ending.
My parents were really popular and famous pop stars, when I was born at a small hospital in Kagoshima. Let's just say the last name was very tradition. When one of the nurses washed, wrapped the sleeping baby girl in a blanket, and handing the child back to the mother. Kameko was holding the child in one arm while the father holding her other hand.
"Isn't she beautiful? Riku" Kameko said looking at the sleeping baby.
"She's precious and we really need to think of a name for this little one," Riku said smiling at his wife.
"Alright, I already got a name for her" She said looking at her loving husband.
"Then let's hear then" he said giving Kameko his famous smirk.
"How about, Mizuki Evans, the meaning of Mizuki is beautiful moon." Kameko said smiling and looking at her baby.
"Hmm Mizuki Evans, I like it" Riku said giving her another smile.
When they thought up of a name Mizuki started waking up and started smiling at her parents.
Mizuki was nine years old watching television while her mom was fixing her hair.
"Mommy you was a famous singer?" Mizuki said smiling.
"Yes dear I was" Kameko said returning a smile back to her daughter.
"When I grow up I want to be just like you" Mizuki with the brightest smile on her face.
Two years later Mizuki is eleven years old, now living her Uncle Masato since Kameko was, killed in car accident going to one of her concert, and Riku was, killed by cancer. Masato is an alcoholic, gambler and a smoker. "Mizuki can you do me a favor?" He said looking down at Mizuki. "What do you want me do uncle? She said looking a little worried. "I want you to clean the whole house, and cook dinner," He said walking out of the house. "I'm going out" He said.
"Where are you going Uncle?" She said walking up to him. Then Masato pushed her back hard "It's none of your business "he said slamming the door close behind him.
Two hours went by and Masato came back to the house drunk as ever and screaming at the top of his lung saying
"MIZUKI WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU!" Mizuki got up, and walked over to the living room and saw her uncle screaming. "What do you want now?" Mizuki said looking tired and pissed off.
"Did I tell you to clean the house!" he said walking toward her, slapped her across face, and fell on the floor. "I did clean the whole the house!" She screamed back at him. Then screaming turned into yelling, yelling turned into fighting. Six years went by and she thought her hell was over but not by a long shot. Mizuki started talking back more and Masato got even drunker than before and more abusive. Until one night, Masato almost killed her with his bare fists.
When Mizuki started to wake up she was in a hospital bed. Mizuki felt her hand being, squeeze, by someone. When she turned her head, she saw a young boy that look, as he is the same age as her with red eye, white hair, and sharp teeth, wearing a yellow and black jockey jacket, with dark red pants. "Oh you're awake," he said smiling at her. "What happened to me?" Mizuki asked the young boy. "You were almost beaten to death sis," He said looking down. "Wait what sis and who are you?" Mizuki looked at him confused. "I'm Soul Eater Evans and we're half siblings," Soul said scratching the back of his head.
Mizuki did not say anything for five minutes until it finally hit her. "I-I have a half-brother" she said hugging soul. "Hey soul can I ask you something?" Mizuki asked blushing, a little. "Sure what is it" He replied getting the rest of her clothes. "What happened to my uncle?" she said getting out of bed putting on a blue tank top, black skirt, ying yang choker black short sleeves jacket with a white dragon on the back, and blue ribbon straps sandals. "Your uncle is dead from smoking too much". Once soul said, that Mizuki started laughing uncontrollably.
"What's so funny?" Soul said while looking at her confused.
"That I spent six years of absolute hell with that son of a bitch and yet he dies from smoking too much. That's what he gets for beating me nearly to death." She said walking out of the hospital with soul following her.
When they got outside of the hospital and sat down on a bench. "Mizuki what I'm about to tell you is really uncool." He said, looking away and tries his best not to hesitate. "And that is?" Mizuki said looking utterly confused and the look on her face is saying, "What the fuck are you talking about?"
Soul took deep breath and extended out his arm. In a bright flash of light, his arm was replaced, with a huge red and black blade.
"W-What the fuck," Mizuki exclaimed. "What is that thing!?"
"It's a scythe blade, dummy. What does it look like" Soul replied nonchalantly.
"Does," Mizuki stuttered, "does it hurt?"
"Of course not, it's part of me," Soul explained. "But it doesn't stop there. I could turn my entire body into a scythe if I wanted to." Mizuki just stared at him. She was seeing, but still having trouble believing.
"At Death Weapon Miester Academy or the DWMA, there are other people like me." Soul continued. "People who can turn themselves into weapons. Our partners, known as Meisters, to reap evil human souls, use us. Souls that would otherwise become Kishins, being of pure chaos and madness." Mizuki looked on, jaw hanging low in surprise.
"Wow," She spoke finally, "That's incredible."
"It's a lot to take in, I know" Soul said transforming his blade back to an arm.
"No, I mean that's probably the most you've had spoken before," Mizuki said plainly.
"Shut up," Soul said, rolling his eyes.
"After all that explaining about the DWMA and it sound really awesome," Mizuki said smiling at soul and giggling a bit.
"You sure you wanna do this?" Soul asked her just to be sure. "I'm positive." She said smiling while walking to this motorcycle. "Alright then, hop on" He said with a smirk on his face.