“Why the heck did Maia send me here…?” Red Star frowned. Occasionally, Maia would send him and her other OCs on little “trips” just for her own amusement. Sometimes to another country in their own world(a slightly smaller replica of Earth), sometimes to space, and don’t even get him started on that search for Atlantis…
In any case, one of Maia’s favorite things to do, and what Star was experiencing now, was sending her OCs to another dimension. She rarely told them that it was going to happen; he woke up in the middle of the street. He had seen that it was day, though he had no clue what kind of dimension had a face on the sun.
He had walked a block, seeing a giant building close by, and standing in front of him, well, when counting out the insane amount of stairs, was a gigantic castle-like building. It had giant lit candles on the sides and three skulls that looked like the entrance. There were also three black spheres that appeared to be floating in midair. Star wondered if Mikey had been in this place recently.
Star wiped sweat from his brow-it was freaking hot!-while trying to figure out why the building looked so familiar to him. He was sure that he had seen it before, possibly on TV or a show that Maia watched. If that was the case, then he was doomed. Some of the characters that Maia watched in both anime and American shows were less than friendly.
To both sides of him, Star noticed people: kids between the ages of possibly twelve and seventeen. They started climbing up the large flight of stairs that for a regular person, would be extremely tiring. Star noticed that several of them had bags and most of the girls passing him were wearing green and white or black school girl uniforms.
Star started sweating more. With the heat of the creepy sun and the heat radiating from the students of what Star assumed was a school, he thought he was going to suffocate. As much as he didn’t want to, he knew that he’d have to take off his pride-and-joy leather jacket.
Slipping the heavy clothing item off of him, Star threw it over his shoulder. He felt a little embarrassed. His shirt was a simple white T-shirt, and without his jacket on he felt a little more plain, even with the two necklaces around his neck.
It took Star a few seconds to realize that several voices surrounding him-namely female ones-had stopped. He turned his head to see that several students were staring at him. Star wasn’t always aware of his surroundings, but he wasn’t naïve enough to not understand why they were staring at him. At over six feet tall and a pretty muscular build, and a nice face if he did say so himself, Maia had given him a leather jacket for a reason.
Red Star wasn’t the only one to notice the attention. Far up on one of the “spikes” was a boy of fourteen years with spiky blue hair. Next to him was a tall, older girl with black hair pulled back in a high ponytail. She had noticed the redhead down below, of course, but she was more interested in how her meister would react to him than his physical appearance.
“Pff. Just look at that guy, stealing my spotlight,” the young meister said, glaring at the nameless male. “Who does he think he is?”
The weapon turned to him. “He doesn’t look like he likes the attention, Black★Star,” the weapon-Tsubaki-said.
Black★Star scoffed. “Oh, c’mon. Of course he wants attention! Who doesn’t want to be the star!?” Tsubaki frowned.
The guy down there was turning as red as his hair. He then turned away, his back to them, and started walking away. Oooh, he’s not going to like that, she thought, knowing how Black★Star would take that, though the redhead wasn’t even aware of their presence.
Red Star was getting a bit scared. He had a vague memory of walking in on Maia while she was watching this particular anime. All he saw was some white-haired guy turn into a scythe and some kid with major OCD. He also remembered a scene with the school moving with what he guessed was a shinigami moving it. Not the ideal place to be. He remembered the creepy sun and the school in question, and he swore in his head. Knowing Maia and what she enjoyed watching, there were most definitely fight scenes that Star didn’t want to get sucked into.
“HEY!! WHEREDYA THINK YOU’RE GOIN’!?”
Please don’t let that be aimed towards me, Star silently prayed. Somewhere behind him he heard a loud BAM, much like if the person jumped from a great height and landed. Star refused to turn around. If anything, he walked faster.
“HEY!!” Star felt a hand on his shoulder.
He turned to face whoever had called him. There, in front of him, was a kid about five foot four with blue hair spiked into the shape of a star. His clothes could easily be described as “assassin gear.”
“Think you’re too good to face me or somethin’?” Star was hoping that he hadn’t run into a psycho.
“Uh…no?” was his brilliant response.
The kid in front of him didn’t seem to hear him. He continued to glare up at Star. “There’s only room for one star in this world, and that’s me!” He sounded like a spoiled brat.
Star put back on his jacket. “I have no clue what you’re talking about. I’m just wandering, man.” He looked up at the school and back to the kid who-excluding hair-was about eight inches shorter than him. “If you think I go here or something, sorry for the confusion.”
“Oh, it’s alright,” a soft, female voice replied. A girl nearly as tall as Star walked up behind the…outgoing child. She was already better company than the blue-haired runt. “Black★Star here was just confused. Right, Black★Star?” she asked, a soft yet audible edge to her voice, much like a mother would. Or Maia. Whichever.
Star beamed at the kid that he finally had a name for. “Black Star? Hey, what a coincidence? My name’s Red Star!”
If anything, that just made Black★Star angrier. “I’m the only star around here!” Star gave the black-haired girl a look that clearly said, “Is this guy mental?” She didn’t respond.
Black★Star was getting more riled up by the minute. “You’re not so tough! C’mon! Let’s settle this in the only way possible! In a duel!”
If sweat-dropping truly occurred, Star would be doing so at that moment. “…I don’t even know you. Why would we fight?” He put his hands up in a sign of surrender. “And sorry, but I don’t fight unless it’s to defend myself or someone I care about.”
There were gasps around them, followed by a few “Awwws.” Star couldn’t tell if they were of adoration or disappointment. Star realized that they were in the middle of a person-formed ring. Black★Star laughed and turned to the girl.
“Ya hear that, Tsubaki? Looks like this big guy’s weak!” Star was used to hearing comments like this-namely from Rain-so it didn’t faze him. He just stood there with a bored expression on his face. Black★Star pointed an accusing finger at Star. “If you were a real man, you’d fight me!”
Nobody in the crowd could deny that the display was off. Sure, the meister had fought people for attention, Death the Kid being an excellent example, but he was really worked up over this one guy. He claimed that he would surpass God one day. Why was he wasting his time on some random guy that just so happened to be as muscular as him?
But a few meisters could see what several couldn’t. The redhead’s soul was enormous, though it looked…different from other souls. It didn’t look like a meister’s, weapon’s, witch’s, or even really a human’s. Who was he? What was he? Even if he didn’t see it, did Black★Star sense his soul?
Red Star started backing up. “If you don’t think I’m a ‘real man,’ that’s fine. But I’m not gonna fight you.” The tall boy didn’t want to give into this weirdo’s demands. There was no reason to fight, and if they did, they ran the chance of hurting all these people.
In Black★Star’s eyes, however, it was different. This guy thought that he could just walk on up to the DWMA and show off? Did he not know where he was? Was he an idiot?
But something else bothered him. He couldn’t see the taller male’s soul, but he could see the red star around his eye. His name-Red Star-and that symbol…the meister wasn’t sure if he was a remaining member of the Star Clan or not, but even if he wasn’t, he gave off this weird…aura, for the lack of a better word. Despite his obvious awkwardness, his presence was threatening. Powerful.
That was Black★Star’s job.
He threw a punch.
Red Star caught his fist with ease, not even flinching. He could tell by the force that the blue-haired boy was stronger than the average man, but with invulnerability, his fist had no hopes of hurting Star.
The next punch connected with his gut. With this, the bluenette knew that something was wrong. Red Star didn’t so much as let out a huff. He didn’t grunt, he didn’t stumble, he didn’t recoil in any way. Nobody except for Professor Stein and Mifune had been able to take a hard hit without much damage. Even then, they moved. But this guy…he took it like it was nothing!
Red Star stood there, silently waiting for Black★Star to finish his violent tantrum…or whatever his reasons were for hitting him over and over. Star glanced down at the shorter male. He was definitely a professional. While his attitude wasn’t, he was punching rapid-fire, his fists not winding up like they always do in the movies. He obviously had a belief that he was number one. If Star let his strength go to his head and he didn’t have far more powerful friends, he might have thought that too.
Tsubaki finally grabbed Black★Star by the shoulders, pulling him back. “Stop it, Black★Star! He isn’t going to fight!” Black★Star struggled, though since the one holding him was Tsubaki, he didn’t use much of his strength to do so.
Red Star was done watching the pitiful display. This kid obviously had problems. He turned around to leave, this time for real.
And as usual, Black★Star just became more enraged. He broke free of Tsubaki’s grip, rammed into the redhead with his fists in front of him, and shouted, “SOUL FORCE!”
All Star knew was that he felt someone run into him, his back stung, and then he was thrown about two feet. “Hey—!” Red Star fell on his rear and slid. Ugh.
Now Black★Star was really confused. A blast like that would usually send a person flying through the air!
Star got up, dusting off the seat of his pants. “What the heck was that!?” He turned, warning bells going off in his head. Black★Star was strong, he knew that, but he was far more dangerous than he thought. And on top of that, this powerful kid wouldn’t let him go.
Finally, Red Star sighed. “If I fight you, will you leave me alone?”
Black★Star froze for a second, surprised. Then he grinned deviously, which quickly gave in to laughter. “Finally! Now you’ll see the true strength of the world’s greatest assassin!”
Don’t you have to be quiet to be an assassin? Star felt like asking, but he did not need Black★Star more riled up than he already was.
Tsubaki held out her hand. “Wait! We need a teach—”
“This guy’s not a student, Tsubaki. He’s not protected by the academy’s rules.”
Tsubaki frowned at the look in her meister’s eyes; for a second she thought that she saw a yellow star appear in them.
“Tsubaki.” The tall girl silently waited for Black★Star to choose the weapon he wanted her to become. After all, even he had his limitations for himself. There was no need to kill this guy, and they didn’t know his abilities, if he had any.
But this was a new, strange opponent that was unpredictable. Even she, who was caring and rather trusting, could sense that “Red Star,” as he called himself, was extremely different from anyone they had ever seen. Not nearly as powerless as he let on. Black★Star thought for a second, hesitating.
“Enchanted Sword mode.” Tsubaki stared at him.
Again, Tsubaki frowned, but she reluctantly turned into the demon weapon. Red Star watched as black runes appeared on the short boy’s body. He looked far more threatening and powerful.
“Your move,” Black★Star said, snarling. Star, knowing there was no turning back, brought his hand close to his face. His hand hovered right next to his birthmark, and as everyone watched, the birthmark began to glow a bright, crimson red. A red throwing star appeared to shoot off of his face from the birthmark and into his hand.
Everyone around gasped. That looked like a witch’s move but…also didn’t? Witches needed a chant to cast their spells and they had never seen something like that…just what was he?
Star, knowing that Black★Star would be a tough opponent to beat, duplicated the single star so that he held five in his hand. They all glowed with the same energy it took to make them.
Black★Star sneered. “Nice trick, but it’ll only work if they hit me.” With that, Star threw them.
Using Tsubaki, Black★Star deflected four of the spinning stars, though all of them were a close call. After all, he was dealing with someone that had handled them practically since birth. He grinned. “Hahaha! You can’t—!”
The fifth one hit him right in the forehead.
If Red Star wanted, the glowing energy that was the throwing star could have been solid, driving itself through Black★Star’s head with all the momentum it had, but Star didn’t kill. Instead, it exploded on contact, releasing its remaining energy and definitely heaving a wound that would scar later. Black★Star stumbled back, holding his free hand to his forehead and trying his best not to fall. That throwing star hurt, and despite him not knowing how, it had sent a painful surge not just through his head, but throughout his entire body. Everything felt ready to explode! It was more painful than getting shot by Liz or Pattie. Sharper. Heck, faster than the guns could fire.
Ignoring the pain like he always does and wiping the blood from his eyes, Black★Star let out a shout and lunged forward in an attempt to lay a single blow on Red Star with the powerful blade. Star sidestepped, and Black★Star fell forward. He then managed to land on his hands, one hand still on the Enchanted Sword, and like a donkey kicked Star in his lower back. Star’s back arched, not expecting he kick.
With fast reflexes, Black★Star quickly got Star in a headlock. Without thinking, Star grew by a few inches, making his shoulders too wide for the young assassin to hold on without anticipating it. Though startled, he managed to, but his grip was loose. Star easily threw him to the ground. Black★Star growled as Star shrank back, not even fully noticing the change in size.
Red Star almost missed the sudden movement on the ground. Was Black★Star’s shadow…moving?
“AH—!” Star just barely dodged the shadow shooting up as a solid entity. The strange markings on the young boy’s body seemed to be bulging somehow. Did this have something to do with the sword, which was surrounded by dark lightning?
A second shadow-attack managed to hit Star’s left cheek, though it didn’t slice through the tough skin. Not slowing down, Star ran forward. He wasn’t very fast, and he pulled back so he wouldn’t kill the guy, but his fist connected with Black★Star’s gut with enough momentum to throw him back. “Sorry,” Star said, “but I’ve had my share of fights with a shadow-controller.”
Black★Star was beginning to see red. He couldn’t accept that some random guy that didn’t even want to fight was better than him! “Tsubaki, a shuriken.” Tsubaki obeyed, turning into a giant throwing star. She wondered if Black★Star had wanted this to mock the redhead. He threw it, expecting it to knock his opponent off of his feet.
But Star caught it in midair.
Remembering that this weapon was also a person, he asked, “Tsubaki, right? Is he always like this?”
He was answered with the voice of the female: “Yeah, pretty much.”
Red Star could have easily said that the fight was over by this point. Despite Black★Star’s skills, he used weapons for a reason. And the shuriken-sword-girl that Star held in his hand was the source of all his weapons. He looked at the assassin. “So, do you wanna call off the fight or what?” Despite Black★Star seeing it as mockery, the green-eyed male truly wanted the duel to end, to return home, and to ask Maia why in God’s name she sent him to the creepy-sun-crazy-kid dimension.
“Hell no!” Black★Star shouted. “I’m BLACK★STAR! I won’t give in to someone like you!”
Again, Maia: WHY? Red Star thought, knowing that if he just left Tsubaki on the ground and walked away-or worse, walking away with Tsubaki-it wouldn’t end well. Before throwing the giant throwing star back, Star studied the fourteen-year-old. As angry as he was, something was missing from the fight. Something that he could have possibly defeated Star with if it wasn’t. Star could tell what it was immediately, as he was doing the exact same thing.
“Let’s just finish this. Quit holding back,” he said, throwing the shuriken towards her meister. Star didn’t even realize how insulting that sounded.
With the invitation, Black★Star smirked. “Okay, then. No holding back.” Holding Tsubaki in a firm grip, he closed his eyes for a second, saying:
“Let’s go! Soul Resonance!”
Red Star heard both Black★Star and Tsubaki’s rising voices as a white-blue aura surrounded the boy and the weapon.
”TRAP★STAR!” he shouted, Tsubaki turning into kusarigama at the same time, wrapping around Black★Star for a second before shooting out in a star pattern.
“Wha…?” was all Star could get out before finding himself knocked off his feet and bound by chains. He lost breath in that quick second. That actually kind of hurt!
Black★Star was cackling like a madman. “No one can escape this technique after getting caught!” While struggling, Red Star realized that he was actually right. Even with his super-strength, he was too tangled. The chain wouldn’t break. Unless he could swell his muscles—
Nine extra inches later, Star was able to break free of the chains, even managing to pull Tsubaki out of Black★Star’s grasp. She fell to the ground while her meister fell forward. Looking up, he saw what he didn’t when he tried to strangle Star. He was nearly seven feet tall now. “What the hell ARE you!?”
Deciding to stay at the massive height, Star shrugged. “Honestly? No clue. Don’t even know if I’m hu—HEY!!”
Obviously Black★Star had no real interest in what Star was, as he reclaimed Tsubaki and leapt at him with the girl in the form of a ninja blade. Before Star could get out of the way, Black★Star had sliced the one place on his body that could be damaged: his birthmark, just missing his eye.
Star held the wound as he staggered back, crying out. His birthmark was injured. He couldn’t generate throwing stars with a messed up eye, and it hurt! It took a lot more than that to make him angry, but he was ticked. Really ticked.
“That’s it,” he said in a loud whisper. Red Star grew even larger, this time to about twenty feet. The crowd of people around had stepped back, shocked and a bit frightened by the giant before them.
“You are an absolute pain,” he said before grabbing Black★Star with his massive hand. “I don’t know what your deal is, but this fight ends. Now.” Too annoyed to care about anything else, Star threw Black★Star. The redhead couldn’t even see him after a second, so he was probably on the other side of the city.
Star shrank back to his normal six foot-one and saw the ninja blade on the ground. It then glowed before turning back into the girl known as Tsubaki. “Black★Star!”
Star rubbed the back of his head. “Sorry ‘bout that, but I’m sure it’ll take more than that to kill him. Do you mind keeping an eye on him? Maybe put him on a leash or something?”
Tsubaki pouted. “He’s really a nice guy once you get to know him.”
“I don’t plan on ‘getting to know him.’ I don’t even belong here.” Hot again from the battle and heat, Star took off his jacket again, throwing it over both shoulders like a gym towel. “I just plan on going home. The only reason I’m sure is because a friend of mine thought it would be fun to drop me off here and see what happened. I could’ve ended the fight like that at the beginning.”
Tsubaki smiled a bit. “I know. Thank you for that. He plans to surpass God some day. It’s not his fault, though. His parents were like that too.” Red Star didn’t even ask about the use of past tense. He knew a major rule of most fiction: Parents die.
He walked down the academy’s stairs. “Either way, someone’s gotta teach him that surpassing God’s not an option. I’ve got like, three friends way more powerful than me that would probably kill him if they heard him say that.”
Star heard the murmurs of, “More powerful?” in the crowd.
Just as Star was nearly at the bottom of the stairs, he heard a “Wait!” He turned and looked up at Tsubaki.
“I know Black★Star already asked you this, but what are you?”
He smiled. “I’m one of thirteen people of my kind. I’m actually one of the least powerful.” Red Star continued to walk down, but finished. “All thirteen of us are called OCs, though I’m one of ten that’s called a ‘Disimulus OC. You know, like dissimilar? Came from that.” He stopped talking as he finished the trek down. He called up: “I doubt we’ll see each other again, so please—please don't tell that maniac which direction I went in.” Star started running.
Tsubaki stood at the top of the stairs of the DWMA with a group of classmates, a bit baffled. “Osees? Should I tell Lord Death that there’re people like him?” She watched his figure retreat. “He doesn’t seem like a bad guy…” She smiled. “I’ll let it slide.”
Star had turned around a corner and was leaning against a wall. He wasn’t very tired, but his brain was fried. “Alright, Maia! You’ve had your fun! How bring me back!” Star closed his eyes and sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose before opening them again. He found himself in the doorway of a familiar purple bedroom.
“Welcome back,” a slightly deep yet feminine voice said. Star saw Maia sitting on her bed with her journal, writing without even bothering to look up. She smirked, her eyes fixed on the page. “Did you enjoy your little road trip?”
Star glared at his creator. “What in the actual heck was that, Maia!?”
“I actually thought you were gonna say ‘hell’ for a second there. Maybe a stronger word,” Maia muttered before pointing up. Star looked up to see an anime poster with several characters on it. To the right were Black★Star and Tsubaki.
“They’re from an anime called Soul Eater. When I watched the show for a first time, I kept on accidentally saying ‘Red’ instead of ‘Black’ when referring to Black★Star, so you can see where I got the idea.”
“But why? Just why?”
“Because it’s Halloween, it’s a Halloween-themed anime, and it would be fun, doofus. I knew you’d win, I like watching fights, and I hate Black★Star so much that any blast to his ego pleases me. So thank for that. You throwing him across the city was the highlight of my day.”
“How the heck do you know that, anyway?” Star asked.
Maia stopped writing for a moment to show Star her journal. “This. I send you out, I wait here, and whatever’s happening I see in my head and write down. I could’ve easily closed my eyes and watched, but hey, why not record this?”
“In those chicken scratches you call your handwriting?” Maia threw a pillow at him, knowing it wouldn’t actually collide.
“Shut up. I thought about sending Rain, but I wanted Black★Star humiliated, not in a coma. I want him to know full well that he lost.”
Red Star could see the devious glint in Maia’s eye and cringed. He had little in common with his creator, and they especially contrasted with matters like this. Star’s inability to even think about injuring someone due to anger or some weird sadistic glee. Even when he threw Black★Star, he knew that he’d survive and probably be perfectly fine. Maia had a more violent side to her. Sometimes the devious look was enough to make Star cower in a corner. The scariest people in the world were definitely artists and writers, and Maia was both.
“You are dark,” he finally said.
Maia examined the back of her hand and chuckled. “In more ways than one.”
“No race jokes. Please,” Star groaned.
Huffing, Maia continued writing while speaking in a rather monotone voice. “You’re no fun.”
“You threw me into a crazy anime world. And unlike you, I don’t devote myself to anime, so I was in way over my head with a super powerful ninja other than Kal.”
“Assassin, actually,” Maia corrected him. “Besides, you’ve watched some pretty messed up anime with me. You could have been put in a far worse environment.”
Red Star snorted. “I doubt that.”
“Tokyo Ghoul. Corpse Party. Hellsing. Ultimate. Elfen Li—”
“…You’ve made your point.”