The Weapon Witch

Her name is Soka, no one knows about her past and she never speaks. She communicates to her meister, Vinjio, telepathically. She's come for revenge but no one knows it, who is she out to get and why? Her story is about to unfold before the DWMA's eyes.


1. Vinjio

My name is Vinjio and I'm what I like to call a lone meister. I've worked with my partner since I was thirteen and we've never gone to the DWMA once. But for some reason, Soka has been trying to convince me join the DWMA. 'Vinjio...'


'We must join the DWMA.'

Here we go again. Soka never speaks, she makes sounds but never speaks. She told me she wasn't mute, it was just her choice. So, we speak telepathically. 'Why? Why the sudden urge to join a school?' I thought.

'I want to be stronger.' She thought back. 'Are you going to deprive me of getting better than we already are? I learned that many great meisters learned there.'

'Yeah, because there's no other weapon and meister academies!' I thought.

'I just want to be stronger. We will get no where if we do not join.'

I paused. Soka had a point, she always figures a way to convince me. "Fine!" I said, exasperated.

I could feel her triumph and said, "If anything goes wrong I blame you."

I am twenty-one years old, Soka is nineteen, almost twenty. But she's so much more mature than nineteen. At times. I have black hair pulled back into a short ponytail by a red hair tie. I have red eyes and stubble. I wear a tight black sleeveless shirt with tight white pants and white boots. I couldn't believe I was doing this but something in the way Soka was thinking to me made me feel like if I didn't do this, she'd go by herself and I'd be left with no weapon.

I trudged along in Death City, hands shoved in my pockets. I received many looks from the women but ignored them. There are a few reasons I didn't want to go to DWMA. First, I hate school. Second, we've been doing just fine and me and Soka have become incredibly skilled. Third, I'm not a big fan of change. And fourth, there was someone there I really didn't want to see. I hadn't seen her since I ran away from home at ten years old. Tsubaki. Tsubaki Nakatsukasa was my younger sister.

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