Geez, why am I so obsessed with Justin? I like him so much that I'm planning on cosplaying him for Comic-con. Why? Because girls can get away with cosplaying as boy characters. Anyway, I really hope you guys like this. Enjoy!

Okay, here's the 411. I am Shadow 'Mary' Blood (weird and creepy, I know. But don't blame me.) and I found out three weeks ago that I was a magical weapon. I lived at an orphanage in London, UK called Wammy House (this is for all the Death Note fans, not a cross-over) all my life. The reason I have my real name is from a slip of paper tucked into the blanket that kept me warm in a basket at the door-step of the orphanage when I was an infant. I took two planes and a bus to get where I am now: in the middle of nowhere in Nevada. All I have with me is two weeks worth of clothes in a bug suitcase with a little plastic baggy carrying chargers and toiletries tied to the handle, a map with directions, a compass, and my iPod that is connected to my sound canceling headphones playing Love Addict by Family Force Five on full blast.

Hold up, wait a minute.

Put a little love in it.

I tap my foot to the music and nod my head to the beat. God, I love this song.

I was never the social type of person. Every conversation I heard was about boys, clothes, or celebrates I don't like stuff like that and tried to look for intelligent things to talk about, like how religion affected history or modern and classic literature. I tried everything to get an intelligent conversation going with somebody, but everything went back to boys, clothes, and celebrities So I did myself the favor of purchasing a laptop, an iPod, and sound canceling headphones. I got songs I knew I liked, and found new songs from AMV's on the internet. I use my iPod to block out all conversations on the outside world and leave myself to my thoughts. However, my thoughts right now are on how I should have dressed more.

I am wearing a fish-net shirt with a small black half-shirt underneath, bright red baggy cargo pants hung loosely on my hips with pockets filled to the brim with batteries, leather hiking boots with knee- high, crazy colored socks, Lord Death earrings that are hidden by my head phones, a black titanium dog tag and chain, and a silver choker around my neck. Some chains hang loosely from my pants, threatening to pull down my pants from their weight. I also have deep crimson hair in an A0line cut, natural golden tan skin, one brown eye and one green eye, black painted finger nails with very detailed red roses on them, black angel wings tattooed on my back, and barb wires tattooed all over my arms. Oh, Wammy House wasn't happy when I got these tattoos and got my ears pierced. Wammy House is a catholic orphanage, you see. And Catholics think that getting tattooed and getting your ears pierced is messing with Gods' design. I stopped believing in God a long time ago. Back to my situation.

I'm standing in the middle of a freaking' desert, and I have to find my own way to Death City. Lord Death has eyes and ears all over the world (thanks to the Death Scythes) and my abilities were found out when one of my peers an the orphanage reported my abilities to the Death Scythe in charge of Europe. Lord Death (LD from now on) was informed and was ordered through my caretakers to pack up and leave for Nevada. So here I am now, in the middle of a desert finding my way to Death City. I look at the instructions and read the first step: "Walk three miles north." "Well, at least I have directions, map, and a compass." I said out loud to myself. I often speak my thoughts out loud because I can't hear myself think through my music. "And after all, a long journey starts with a single step." I put my best foot forward and walk north.

An hour into my trip and I finally see Death City's large silhouette in front of me. My shoulders are burning from sun burn, my arms and legs feel like jello, and my scalp is sticky from sweat; but seeing Death City in front of me fills me with joy. I pick up my suit case and run for the entrance. Suddenly, I feel no ground underneath my feet and I plummet into a giant hole. I land on my right ankle first. It twists and I scream out in pain. Just to top it all off, my heavy suit case lands right on it. Holy hell, now it feels like a volcano is erupting inside my ankle. I whimper and remove the suit case from atop my foot. I slip my boot and sock off to see that my ankle is already swelling and turning purple. "Darn it!" Darn it is right. I can't even move with out my ankle hurting to high heaven.

I've been in this hole for hours, praying for the first time in years that a living person would come walking by. I had turned off my iPod and hung my head phones around my neck so that I could listen for footsteps. It's eight at night and it is getting chilly. I hear footsteps above me and I'm over come with joy. "Hey! Somebody help me! Can you hear me?" I scream. The foot steps get closer and I would be bouncing for joy if my ankle wasn't injured. They stop a few feet from the opening of the hole and hear some shuffling. "Hmm, why are these travel items scattered around this hole?" It was a males voice with a soft and wise tone. I hear more shuffling and then see a blond haired boy with blue eyes in a priests get-up and earphones shoved into his ears on full blast. "Are you the new academy student?" he asked. This pissed me off. "No, I'm the freaking' Tooth Fairy!"

"Oh, okay then." and his head disappeared. "Wait, you can't just leave me here like this!" I mentally kicked myself for not being polite to my would be rescuer and just answering the question. I look to my right and spot a rock. I have to get the guy back over here somehow. I grab the palm size rock and chuck it in the air. Around two seconds went by until I heard a thunk and "Ow!" Oops, I didn't mean to hit him on the head. I heard quicker footsteps and saw the boys head once again appear over the edge of the hole. "What was that for?"

"I'm so, so sorry. I swear, I didn't mean for the rock to hit you."

"I believe you." Wow, I didn't expect that to be so easy. "So are you the new academy student, or not?" I sighed and answered, "Yes, I am." I saw his eyes look me over and his gaze fell onto my big purple ankle. "How did you injure yourself?" I think it would be obvious since I am at the bottom of a freaking' hole. "I twisted it when I fell down here." The boy above me jumped down into the hole and landed right next to me. He carefully picked me up bridal style and jumped out of the hole with no problem. I gotta learn how to do that. The boy landed on the soft white sand and put me down. The sand feels cold, unlike eight hours ago when it was scorching hot. The boy jumped back into the hole to get my suit case and I saw him two seconds later. He picked me up bridal style again with my suit case sill in his grip. I tugged lightly on the boys collar to get his attention. He moved his glance from his destination to me to let me know I have his attention. "May I ask you a question, mister?"

"My name is Justin Law and, yes, you may."

"How do you know what I'm saying if your earphones are in your ears?" The boy smiled and answered, "I can read your lips." I have to say: I'm impressed. "You got to teach me that."

"May I ask you a question, miss?" the boy, Justin, continued. "My name is Shadow 'Mary' Blood and you may ask me a question."

"Why are your pockets jammed full with batteries?" To answer this, I pulled out a battery, clicked open my headphones, replaced the dead battery with the new one, clicked the device shut, slipped on my headphones, pulled out my iPod, and hit play. I make a small "ta-da" gesture with my arms and Justin merely smiles. We make our way to Death City in silence, listening to our favorite music.

Geez, this school is freaking' huge. I have to look all the way up just to see the weird floating orbs at the top. I have no idea what those are for. I'm guessing people are saying "hi" because some kids are waving to Justin and I. Justin walked us both into the flamboyant school. "I will have to bring you to Lord Death. He ordered me to escort you to the Death Room when I found you." Great, no treatment on my ankle. I sigh and just nod. My iPod is now on Time of Dying by Three Days Grace. I look around and see that the halls are huge, too. There is a giant board with clip boards hung all over it. Justin noticed what I'm looking at. I felt Justin nudge me with his shoulder to try and get my attention. I turn around to face him and take off my headphones, my music still playing and echoing in the empty halls. "That's the mission board. It explains the difficulty and the status of the mission. The mission is either new, old, taken, or completed." I see a window next to the board and guess that's where students request the missions. I know the deal with making Death Scythes and the Kishen egg collecting. You need 99 kishen eggs and one witch soul to make a Death Scythe Everyone in the world knows what the academy does. After a few turns here and there, we came up to a very large and menacing looking door. I'm guessing that's the Death Room Justin was talking about. The doors opened on their own and Justin walked right on in. There are massive guillotines above us, forming a long arched path. Justin Walked us both for a few minutes before I finally saw the cartoon looking Lord of Death. "Hiya Justin, looks like you found the new student okay." I hold in a snort, his voice is so funny. He must have caught my smile, because now he's addressing me. "I see you've already taken a liking to my school." I smiled more and nodded. My headphones are still blasting Three Days Grace, but I can hear Step Up being blasted from Justin's earphones. I yank out the Justin's earphones so that he could hear LD. "Hey!" Looks like he doesn't like that, oh well. This is important. "Oh, what happened to your ankle?" asked LD, bouncing closer to get a better look at my injury. "I twisted it when I fell into a hole." I answered. "Justin, take her to the infirmary and have Stein treat her injury." Justin smiled brightly and said, "Yes sir, right away." It seems serving LD is the only thing he lives for.

We made it to the infirmary, and met a scary sight. There's a red-head man hugging a blond woman's leg, saying something about healing his broken heart. Then a sandy blond girl whams a book at the mans head, making him let go of the blond woman's leg. "Thank you, Maka. That hold was starting to get uncomfortable," the blond women said. The girl, Maka, answered with a victorious smile, "No problem, Miss Medusa." Medusa, where have I heard that name before? Then I feel an eery presence behind me, making a sound like one of those wind up toys. I slowly turn my head to look at the source of the noise. Behind Justin is a tall man with gray hair and a lab coat rotating a screw inside his head. "Ah, so this is my new student." The glasses on the man were bright white from glare and the screw inside the mans head gave a very loud pop. I cling to Justin's shawl for dear life as he is my only wall of protection right now. Justin turns his body to the frightening man, knocking down my imaginary wall. I grip tighter to Justin's shawl, trembling like a leaf about ready to fall. I hear Justin drop my suitcase and, much to my horror, hand me over to, who I will now call, "The boogie man" When I'm finally in the boogie man's arms, I tremble like a naked human in the arctics in balled up form. "Professor Stein," Justin began, "Lord Death wants you to see to this girls, Shadow 'Mary' Blood's, injury." The boogie man, Professor Stein, nods his head to show he understands his orders and makes way for Justin to leave the room. Justin leaves, but not without some comforting words to show that he noticed my fear. "Don't worry, Professor Stein is not as harmful as he appears to be. I stop trembling, but I stay in my balled up form. I feel Professor Stein move and I'm placed on one of the beds I saw. I feel him leave my side and my body relaxes.

I feel a hand on my other shoulder and look to see who it is; it's the sandy blond girl who whacked the red-headed man. Speaking of which, where is the pervert? I look around and spot him on the floor on the opposite side of the bed from the sandy blond girl. "Don't worry, Professor Stein is actually a really nice person. He'll make sure your ankle is all better." I look back to the girl and see that she really means what she said. The girl straightened out and held out her hand for me to shake. "By the way, I'm Maka Albarn." I grab hold of her hand with mine and shake it. "Nice to meet you, Maka. My name is Shadow 'Mary' Blood." I spot people behind her, so I move a little to take a look. There's an albino boy, sleeping soundly on the bed next to me. Then there's a blue haired boy who is well built with a star tattoo on his shoulder. And finally there is a beautiful tall girl next to the blue haired boy. She has good curves compared to scrawny Maka, long black hair, and the most innocent face I have ever seen. Maka takes notice that my attention is no longer on her and follows my line of sight. "Oh, these are my friends Tsubaki," Maka says while pointing to the beautiful girl. "That's Black Star," Maka moves her finger to the blue-haired boy. "And that's-" Maka didn't finish her sentence due to Black Star jumping on my bed and yelling, "Yes, I am the almighty Black Star. I am the man who will surpass God." I can't believe what he's saying. He's going to surpass something that isn't even there. Good luck. All of a sudden I am laughing at the top of my lungs and Black Star stops jumping. "You think I'm being funny?" Black Star asks, crossing his arms. I calm myself down enough to speak. It's not that, it's just the thought of surpassing something that isn't even there is stupid."

"How is that stupid?" A new voice joins the conversation, so I look around to see who the voice belongs to. In the doorway, I see a black haired boy with three white stripes in his hair in a fancy black suit. LD's mask is on the boy's bow-tie. Next to him on either side are two girls that look to be related. One is tall, the other is small and both are wearing skimpy outfits, though mine isn't any less skimpier. "Oh, Kid. When did you get here?" Maka asked, taking notice of Kid's presence. "Since Black Star started jumping on the bed." Kid said, not taking his eyes off on me. I sigh and put my chin in my hand. "I'm saying that there is no God in the first place."

"I'm sure there is a God out there, somewhere." Maka says, shyly stating her belief. "It doesn't matter what you believe, it's the same outcome either way." Now all eyes are on me, including Professor Stein's and Doctor Medusa's, waiting for me to elaborate on what I just said. I sigh heavily and shake my head. I point my finger into space as if I am stating a fact, which to me, I am. "Look, maybe there is no God and never was a God. Or God is there, but he just doesn't care anymore. Either way, we fend for ourselves and the people we trust. Do you think God is going to heal my injury? No!" I point to Professor Stein and he makes a slight movement to show that he knows I'm pointing to him and I continue. "It's going to be Professor Stein's training and experience that heals my injury. It's your battle experience and your survival instinct that brings you back to this academy. Waiting and praying for a miracle that will never come is only going to get you killed."

"Then how did Professor Stein come in the nick of time to save me and Soul?" Maka asked, pointing to herself and the albino boy behind her. "Most likely because he was informed of the situation and you just happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time. Based on your friends condition, I'll say that you either stepped into unknown danger or you knew full well that the power that stood before you was superior but you decided to play the hero. Either way, you were a fool." Maka slaps me up side the face. I take it she didn't like my explanation of her question. "Careful, Miss Albarn." I say, then look at her from under my bangs. "You're using the actions of a brat. You might become one if you keep that up." With that, Maka stomps out of the room. I merely watch the empty doorway, trying to comprehend what I said. I know physical feelings, but I always seem to have trouble understanding emotional feelings, mostly my own. I can tell if people are happy, sad, or angry; it's what makes those feelings that I seem to lose.

"That was little harsh, don't you think?" Kid asked. He doesn't look mad or disappointed at what I said; just thoughtful. I try harder to comprehend what I said, trying to find a reason that my logic upset her. To me, it's just logic, facts that I say when people ask. "I simply answered, what is to me, fact and logic. There is no such thing as harsh or kind facts, just facts. It's how people take them that make the difference. I don't understand what I said that made her upset."

"Hmm," Everyone in the room turns to Professor Stein. He strokes his chin in thought. What goes on in his head is what he knows and what he knows alone. "You seem to know when people are feeling emotions and what emotions they are," He then looked up in deeper thought. "But you seem to have trouble on figuring out what causes these emotions. You figure things out with logic and speak of them that they are merely logic, which means you have no problem with identifying the cause of the emotions if they are direct, like something physical or someone tells you directly. But in this case, Maka's cause for her emotion was indirectly shown to you." Professor Stein looks at me with a knowing expression. "We all know what it is you said that upset Maka, so we will tell you just this once and explain it. Next time, use the explanation we are about to give you and use it as a starting point the next time something like this happens." Professor Stein motions for Kid to start explaining. Kid clears his throat and begins.

"Well, it's not that what you said isn't true, it's how you said it." Now I'm even more confused. Tsubaki walked up beside me with a face that holds compassion, and some pity I think. "You didn't put her feelings into consideration." I guess I know something about putting someones health into consideration, how can feelings be any different? I sigh, only slightly knowing what I should do but not knowing the outcome. "I guess I should apologize to her, is that the right thing to do?" I ask and look to Professor Stein. He smiles and nods. "That would be a good start." He stands up and shoos everybody out of the room, including Black Star who is still standing in my bed.

"Now that that's settled, Stein and I should get to work on your injury." Doctor Medusa pointed out. "But first, we will need to see how severe the injury is." Professor Stein finished. Doctor Medusa gets some extra pillows from a cabinet nearby and places them behind me in a way so that I can sit up comfortably. Professor Stein sits on a rolly chair at the foot of the bed and holds my foot. I see that the swelling had gotten to the size of a grape fruit and the bruising has gone from the middle of my lower leg all the way to my toes. He puts pressure in various places and looks up at me to check my reactions. Everywhere he puts pressure on hurts enough to make me flinch. He then moves my foot to a position as if I were walking up and inclined surface. I breath in through my teeth and grip the sheets tightly. Professor Stein then moves my foot into a position as if I were walking down a hill. "Please stop." I whimper. My foot was only just beginning to move into the position he wanted and already I was in so much pain. He then moved the sole of my foot inward and I start banging on the mattress, whimpering like a whipped dog. Professor Stein sighs and finally moves my foot into a comfortable position. "I don't think further examination will be needed." He takes out a cigarette and lights it. He breaths in, lets out a puff of smoke, and continues. "You have a grade three ankle sprain. All of your ligaments appear to be torn, almost completely. And you fibula seems to be broken at the lower and halfway points. What did you do, bang it with a rock or something?"

"Actually, my suitcase fell on it after I twisted it." I said, explaining why my ankle had gotten as bad as it did while pointing at the suitcase. "Well, we can be too sure about how to treat your injury if we are not 100% sure on what is wrong so we will have to put your ankle under an X-ray to know the full extent." Doctor Medusa says with a shy smile. "I'll bring you to the X-ray next door while Medusa stays here to make sure the images are received." Stein states then looks at me. "I must ask you to remove any piercings and jewelery from your body and leave all of your batteries and electronic devices here, please." Doctor Medusa gives me plastic baggy to put all my metal in and I remove everything that Professor Stein asked me to. I leave my little baggy at an end table next to me and Professor Stein stands next to me, about ready to pick me up. "Before we go," Professor Stein begins. "Is there any metal inside your body that I should be aware of. If there is, it will show up on the X-ray scans." I shake my head, "Not that I know of." Professor Stein picks me up in a way that my ankle will be comfortable and moves me to the room with the X-ray.

The room is white white with a table in the middle of the room and a giant camera over the table. There is a separate room at the corner divided by glass and control panels. Professor Stein places me on the table in the middle of the room. He puts some sort of brace made out of heavy cloth around my foot to make sure that it stays in place but makes sure that the X-ray will be able to capture an image. He then goes to the hidden little room in the corner and starts working the controls to the camera He speaks into a microphone, "I'm going to ask you to keep your foot still." Really, that's what he wants to say to me. "What makes you think I want to move it in the first place?" Professor Stein smiles, "Point taken." He moves onto positioning the camera over my ankle. I hear a few clicks and then one very loud click. This repeats two more times until Professor Stein finally says, "Okay, we're done."

"Finally, this place gives me goosebumps."

I was placed back onto the bed I was on earlier and Professor Stein and Doctor Medusa were looking at my X-ray images that were set on a light box. After a half-an-hour, they finally come up to me. Doctor Medusa starts it off. "You're fibula is defiantly broken in the lower and half-way points, and all of your ligaments are most defiantly torn and so is your tendon." Stein continues. "And you do have a third degree sprain. You also have some muscle damage and some broken bones where the fibula and the rest of the foot connect that needs surgery in order to correct."

"We will need to calm the swelling in your foot before we can start the surgery. I propose leech treatment to handle this delicate situation."

"I agree. After the swelling has gone down, we will start the surgery. Is this okay with you, Miss Blood?" Looks like I'm actually a part of the conversation now. I've never had so many people talk to me so much in one day. "You're the doctors, why are you asking me?"

The door opens to reveal Maka. Most likely checking up on her partner. Soul is so important to her that she is willing to endure being near me. She walks up to Soul's bed and sits at the foot of the bed. Professor Stein looks at me and he nods his head in Maka's direction, telling me that this is my chance to apologize. "Um, Maka?" I ask to get her attention. She looks at me with what seems to be a bored expression. "I'm, uh, sorry. For earlier." Maka faces her body towards me, looking fully interested in what I have to say. "I didn't take your feelings into consideration. I'm sorry for the way I explained everything and-" Before I could finish, Maka squeezed me into a teddy bear hug. "It's okay, I figured out you didn't mean it like that." How someone can forgive what I did just like that is beyond my comprehension, but better just to take it than try to make sense of it right now. I'll ask her later. I look above Maka's shoulder and see Professor Stein give me an approving nod while walking out the door. Maka let me go and went back to where she was sitting. She looks a lot happier now. "So what's up with your-" When Maka took a look at my blue and purple leg, she had dinner plates for eyes and her jaw was almost hitting the floor. I take the opportunity to answer while she's quiet. "I fell in a hole on the way here and my suit case fell on my already severely sprained ankle. All of my ligaments are torn, so is my tendon and some muscles. Some bones are broken and my fibula is broken in two places. I'm going to have surgery to some things up. I don't know what will happen after that as this is my first time getting a sprained ankle."

"Not the best first day here, huh?"

"I don't know about that. You're not exactly irritating to talk to. This is actually the first conversation I've had without without punching someone." Maka looks a little scared over something I think I just said. "I mean that as a complement, you're fun to talk to." Maka sighs in relief. I guess I hit the mark. We suddenly hear Soul yelling at the top of his lungs. I jump so much that I literally fall out of the bed. It was so sudden and right when I had become so relaxed. "Soul! Soul!" Maka yells. Doctor Medusa walks up from behind the curtains, calm and relaxed. "What's the matter?"

"Good, Doctor Medusa. It's Soul." Soul continues to yell at the top of his lungs. When he finally quiets down, he grips Maka's hand. "Soul." Maka says, grabbing her partners attention. "I'm alright." Souls says, catching his breath and continues. "I'll be okay, I just had a bad dream that's all." Maka sighs in relief. Doctor Medusa smiles and says, "That's good, Soul. But id anything does come up, call me right away." Doctor Medusa says and notices me on the floor. "I see you got spooked enough to fall out of the bed." I'm still a little too shaken up to answer but I merely nod to tell her that I heard her. She and Maka help me back onto the bed and put me into the position I was in before. Doctor Medusa returns to her work out of sight and Maka returns to her spot on Soul's bed. "You okay?" I turn to see that Soul was addressing me. "A little shaken up, but I'm good."

"Yeah, sorry about that." Soul takes notice of my foot and winds up in the same state as Maka was. I moan in frustration as I do not feeling saying the same thing twice. Maka figures this out and repeats what I said to her. "Well that ain't cool." he says. I raise an eye brow ay his mention of the word 'cool'. The only time I ever hear the word back home is when someone is referring to the temperature. Soul catches on to this and also my accent that the other kids seem to have missed. "Just where are you from?" Soul asks.

"I'm from the UK. I grew up in London in an orphanage." I explain, then add, "And we do not use the word 'cool' the way you just did, nor is 'ain't a proper conjunction." Yup, my English instincts are kicking in. Soul shrugs his shoulders. "Better get used to it."

"Fine. But please explain the term 'cool' and that term that American boys use when addressing the status of a women and vice verse." Maka giggles then asks, "Hot?" "Yes," I say, pointing to Maka as if she answered a trivia question right. "What does 'hot' mean. Do you mean something like a boiling pot? Or a fever or something?" Soul chuckles. "Nah, it's just another way of saying someone is attractive. We also use it in the fever or boiling pot manner, too."

"There are so many ways to use one word."

"Yeah, and 'cool' is a positive outlook on a situation, event, object, or person." I look to Maka and see that she is enjoying the conversation. "By the way, what's your name?" Soul asks.

"My name is Shadow 'Mary' Blood."

"Cool name, mines cooler. I'm Soul Eater. Nice to meet you."

"A pleasure to meet you, too."