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It's In The Blood	By : BVB.HIMisMIW Category: +S to Z > Soul Eater Views: 3632 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Soul Eater or make any money off this fanfiction. I do, however, own my OC's Yin and Yang

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Sister was leaning back in the black on white upholstered seats of the black-on-black ’57 Chevy Bel-Air, her hat pulled over her face, showing the red DJ headphones she wore while listening to her music. Above us was Kid on his flying skateboard called Beelzebub, his hands in his black slacks pockets as he looked straight ahead. “Yang, we’re here.” I told her, pulling the car to a complete stop. She left her recently bought iSkull and Skullcandy headphones in the glove compartment, straightening out her trusty fedora and suit. I unbuckled myself and got out, greeting Kid as he landed.

            “Ugh. This place is greatly asymmetrical…” he complained, scrunching up his nose. I felt the need to laugh at this, which I did.

            “It’s supposed to. After all, they are ruins of the once great city of Pom—” Sister cut herself off, looking around slowly. “Yin.” She ordered, not even looking at me.

            “Rodger!” I saluted, transforming into my Khyber knife form. Her slender fingers wrapped around the forearms of my handle. Thunder was heard off in the distance. Appearing on the reflective surface of the blade, I could see the slightly pale face of my twin. My reflection turned, facing towards the direction the overly sweet smell was coming from.

            “You smell it, don’t you.” It wasn’t a question.

            “Normally this place is crawling with tourists, isn’t it?”

            “That’s what’s worrying me.” She turned to face Kid. “I suggest keeping on your toes, after all, we’re walking right into a hornets’ nest.” He gave a curt nod, quickly following after us as she took off running full speed down one of the streets. “I don’t like this, Yin. The natural aura around this place is completely off, and it’s making me wanna throw up.” She used one of the short broken walls as a platform, propelling herself high into the air and onto one of the taller walls of a ruined home. Easily keeping her balance, she used the walls like a walkway. “And it’s all coming from here…” Kid was following us on Beelzebub from down below, keeping an eye on Sister as she did a front flip and landed in the center of the ruins. The oncoming storm was getting closer.

            “Should we?”

            “Act like bate? Why not?” a warm pulsating feeling went down my blade, making me shiver from the use of our wavelength.

            “Souls…” multiple voices crooned darkly, showing glowing dark eyes in the deep dark shadows of ancient homes. “Souls. Souls. Souls…” One by one did the 24 Kishin Eggs start pouring out. Ranging from short to tall, along with all sorts of ugly. All of them were salivating, too.

            Yang turned on the spot a few times, whistling lowly. “They have us completely surrounded… I like it.” The tip of her pink tongue came out, gliding over her top whine stained lip.

            “Souls!” one of the Kishin shouted, charging forward at Sister with sharp claws. Turning her back to it, I was met with the palm of its paw, noticing that it took the form of a huge black bear that had decaying flesh. A woman who looked like a patchwork mess charged forward, her needle nails ready to pierce flesh. The patch-woman was met with a wavelength bullet in side of her head, sending her crashing back into a group of Kishin.

            The bear was pushing even more down on my blade, making the spine dig into Yang’s shoulders. “Tch. Is that all, fleabag?” she scoffed, spinning on the ball of her left foot, cutting the paw in half while bringing her leg crashing into its side. It roared, stumbling back. Dancing a few paces to the right, I was brought down across, what looked to be, a rabid raccoon; cutting it clean in half and exposing the Kishin Egg. “11 more to go.” Sister laughed, dashing up, slashing the bear across the face. A man-woman hybrid with an overly plastic face took advantage and sliced into Yang’s right arm, earning a well place backhand and decapitated head.

            It started raining as she back flipped a few times, avoiding the wolf Kishin. “Sister, your arm.”

            “Shut up Yin. It’s just a scratch.” She hissed, charging forward, sliding on her knees over the pouncing wolf, and drilling me right into the chest cavity of the bear. The rain was coming down like a waterfall now, soaking Yang and Kid’s clothes. Few seconds later and I was in the wolf’s jaws. “Wrong thing to bite onto, you stupid mutt!” she swore, putting more force down and slicing it clean in half. “Nine left.”

            Without the Soul Resonance, we easily took down five of the remaining nine from our share. By now, lighting was striking every which way, making it hard on Kid who didn’t look as if he was used to these types of fighting conditions. A kick the side caught Yang off guard; sending my twin spiraling through the air without me as I fell from her slick grip. “AH!” transforming back, I watched with a horrified expression as a long spear was rammed through her chest. Behind her stood a roman that looked to be made out of clock parts. Three cat like Kishin look ready to pounce, their eyes gleaming with hunger as the roman threw her off his spear.

            “Yang!” I shouted, hurrying to her side. She was breathing heavily, her right hand clutching at the wound in her chest. My bangs stuck to my face as the rain seem to come down harder and harder. “Sister, are you okay?” I asked, worried.

            She coughed, wincing as she got up into a sitting position. I noticed the remaining four Kishin stalking closer to us. I wrapped my arms around her battered body, using myself as a barrier. Sister wasn’t even looking at them. She looked up at me. “I’m not strong enough to wield you right now, and we both know that.” My head snapped down so I can stare at her with shocked eyes.

            “But—”

            “Shut up and do what your older twin says!” she shouted, a black light surrounding her as she transformed into a silver-white bladed katana. I gripped the black handle, feeling the decorative ‘X’ of the tsuba press against my hand. Like my own weapon form, she also had a Rosary hanging on the end. I held her loosely in my right hand as I stood slowly. The tiger Kishin charged first. “DO IT!” she screamed over the loud thunder that crashed overhead.

            “SOUL RESONANCE!” the lightning was drawn into the beautifully deadly blade, dancing and sparking in such a mystical, almost otherworldly, way. I held her along the length of my arm, slash along the side of the beast before turning her around and plunging the blade into the back of its skull. Grabbing the Rosary beads, I wrenched the sword out and spun it, lopping off the two other cats’ heads, leaving the roman for last.

            “Do it…” she whispered softly, spurring me to charge forward. The tip scrapped against the stone ground, causing sparks as even more lightning to run along silver-white and black Japanese sword. The roman turned and followed me as I kept running around him in a large circle. It just made the weather worse and worse as I continued running around him, slowly forming a lightning cyclone.

            “Electric Storm: Cyclone!” I shouted, coming to a complete stop in front of the roman as I slashed at him; too far away to touch him with the blade itself as the cyclone enclosed around him. I grabbed Yang’s weapon form and threw her, tip first, into the ranging electrical storm, aiming for the roman’s face. Once she disappeared, I threw my arms up and into an X to protect my face from debris as the storm threw me back into one of the falling walls. Some bits crumbled under me, but not enough to really matter. Out of the corner of my narrowed eyes did I see Kid being forced back by the raging storm, his arms also used to protect his face as he slide back. The cyclone gave a ear piercing shriek as it started dissolving, the black clouds above us also slowly disappearing to show a madly giggling moon.

            Sitting on her knees, Sister held the Kishin Egg in her hands. Blood was pooling in front of her hunched form. Getting up, I rand and slid over to her, already wet from the storm. Yang tilted her head back, opened her jaws wide, and swallowed the Egg whole. Gulping at the end to clear her throat. I reached forward, opening her jacket before ripping open her button down, sending buttons cascading everywhere. Right above her cleavage was a slowly shrinking hole. Collecting the other three Eggs, I gave them to her to eat. She quickly did, healing the hole in her chest along with the large gash in her right arm. Once I knew she was fine did I slap her hard across the face. “Stupid! Don’t you dare make me worry about you like that ever again!” I shouted, my head bowed as I tightly clenched my slacks.

            And that’s when I heard it. The sweet sound I hadn’t heard in years. I looked up, trying to make sure my ears were deceiving me. Yang was sitting on her butt, knees pressed together as she leaned back on her left hand, laughing so hard that she was crying. Slowly, I joined in with her laughter, my own tears pricking at the corners of my eyes.

            “This is all touching, but do you care to explain to me what happened?” Kid’s voice suddenly cut in, making us remember his and his weapon partners’ presence.

            Sister fell back, her newly healed pale skin glowing in the moon’s soft glow. “Isn’t that obvious, chibi-gami?” she teased, not bothering to cover the blood red lace bra that was showing.

            “Chibi-gami?” Kid asked, tilting his head in confusion as he stared down at her with his golden hues. He didn’t seem bothered with her lack of modesty, or he didn’t realize she was now wearing a ripped open dress shirt.

            “Well, you are Shinigami-sama’s son, ne?” I asked, seeing him nod in confirmation. “Chibi, small, and the ‘gami’ half of Shinigami.” I explained, smiling.

            “Ah.” He said, now getting it. “But would you both please explain what happened?” he asked, crouching down to look us both in the eye. The Thompson sisters stood behind him, both curious.

            “I’ll tell you if you three promise to not breath a word to it to anyone, otherwise risk me disemboweling you.” Sister promised, smiling cheerfully. The three gulped, beads of sweat rolling down the side of their heads.

            “We promise!” they all spoke, a little frightened.

            “Good.” She stated, standing up and dusting off her trousers. “We’re both Meister-weapons, but the difference between us is that I’m more of a positive charge, signaling a meister, while Yin is more of a negative charge, signaling a weapon. Though we both could go either way, we’re stronger than the other the different fields. Just like most twins are.” Yang explained, shrugging her shoulders. “I’ve already explained this to Shinigami-sama, who promised not to tell anyone without asking us first. We don’t need to be treated like lab rats in our first week of school.”

            We had made it back to my car and I popped the trunk, giving everyone a towel to use. Sister removed her ruined jacket and shirt along with her red tie, throwing them all in the trunk while wrapping the large towel around her waist. “Eh!?” Kid shouted all of a sudden, blood shooting out of his nose as he fell down, stiff as a board.

            “Sister, I think you killed him.” I stated, poking the son of Death with a stick.

            “Really?” She was missing her hat, which was probably sitting on the dashboard, leaning over Kid. “Wonder what caused this?”

            He suddenly came back alive and grabbed Sister’s large C-cup breasts. “Th-they’re perfectly symmetrical!” he stammered in awe. Yang just rolled her dual colored eyes before taking it upon herself to screw up his hair. “Ack!” he shouted, letting go of her chest to fix the muse strands.

            “Just get in the car.” Sister ordered, placing her hands on her hips.

            “And don’t get the seats wet!” I warned, my eyes flashing dangerously. Kid had taken to removing his own jacket, shirt, and tie which were sopping wet. Folding them neatly, he set them inside the trunk, getting in the backseat with the two sisters that had their towels wrapped around their busts. I threw my shirts and tie into the trunk like the other two, closing it with a flick of my wrist before getting in behind the wheel, my towel securely around my waist as I started it up, adjusting the rearview mirror. Like I predicted, Sister had her had drying on my dashboard. She had her eyes closed, arms crossed under her heavy chest, with her DJ Skullcandy headphones on, and listening to the music she had downloaded on her iSkull.

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So me and Kym, who owns Sam and Kipp, were talking about who'd voice our OC's in the English Dub. Which got us to thinking, like normal, and this is what we came up with.

Mela Lee (in her Erika Karisawa voice) as Kipp

Justin Cook (in his Hatsuharu Sohma voice) as Sam

Mary Elizabeth McGlynn (in her Major Motoko Kusanagi voice) as Yang

Johnny Yong Bosch (in his Izaya Orihara voice) as Yin

There ya go! So now you can picture the voices for when they're talking.
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