Soul Eater- Casey by Wolf Gurl Untamed (good book recommendations txt) 📕

     A smirk covered Casey's face, she had always held her own, and she hated asking for help. She looked up, her blue eyes flashing, and her long turquoise-tinted black hair flowed in the wind as she spoke coldly to an older man, “No, I said I don't need help.” Her intensely intimidating gaze turned and locked on the older mans. He was leaning towards her in a friendly manner, asking her if she needed help getting home. “Are you sure, sitting on the curb of a street isn't very safe-” “I know how to live my own life, thank you very much!” Casey yelled as she turned and snapped, standing sharply and glaring ruefully down at the man. “Casey, sometimes its okay to ask for help.” Devil, her weapon and closest friend, stood and spoke flatly, his voice hollow but wise. “No, no, I can see that this girlie is very smart, very defensive, but you are right, young man, sometimes it is okay to ask for help.” The old man smiled and turned, walking away and back into his car. Casey glared threateningly as he drove past her, his eyes looking at her with a clever smile. She was relieved when his car disappeared in the light mist. “Great, another ride wasted.” Devil spat angrily as he sat, his lengthy yet choppy black hair waving in the wind. She snapped, turning to him angrily, “I'm sorry that I don't take rides from strangers, now let's get moving, Lord Death will be waiting.” Devil's red eyes flickered up to her, and his shark teeth gleamed in the moonlight as he chuckles, “Sounds good to me, but we got us some company.” Casey turned, seeing a large man with gleaming red eyes, his snake tongue hanging from the side of his saliva dripping jaws. Casey held out her hand and spoke firmly to Devil, “Weapon form, now Devil.” He smirked as he spoke flatly, “Already on it.” Casey heard a faint swirling sound, then felt Devil in her hands as a huge, bulky, black sword with a white handle. Casey smirked, “Good, now,” Her gaze turned to the evil man, her eyes burning as she lifted her sword and swung it through the air sharply, aiming it at the demons head as she shouted determinedly, “Your soul is mine!”

Casey's footsteps echoed through the hallway, bounding off the walls around her. The rhythmic sounds of the echoes began to beat against her ears, making a grimace form across her face. She clenched her fists, feeling her nails dig into her skin as she reminded herself yet again where she was; I am in Death Meister and Weapon Academy. I am a Meister, my Weapon is Devil. I am going to collect ninety-nine evil souls and one witch soul, I will create a Death Scythe. Casey's never-ending footsteps stopped, halting outside of a large red door. Calming her frustrated breathing, she reached forward and grasped the black handle. Quickly, she twisted and pushed the door open. There, she saw him. "Lord Death." Casey sharp, monotone voice spoke flatly. A black figure stood in front of a mirror, his face a mast of a non-intimidating skull. Casey took a few steps forward and stood, her eyes narrowed, as he slowly turned towards her. "Hello Meister Casey Williams, I have been expecting you." Casey's eyes further narrowed, "I didn't inform you I was arriving." Lord Death chuckled and waved his over-sized gloved hand at her dismissively, "I'm A Grim Reaper, I always know when people are thinking about me." She sighs lightly, holding in her frustration, "I need to ask if you can assign me a mission. It has been two weeks and I haven't taken more than ten souls yet-" "Alright, alright! I don't have much to offer at the moment, but there is one thing I could give you." Death words slowed as he finished his sentence, "There are three evil humans souls who have begun their journey to become a Keeshin. As you know, Keeshins are evil and it is our duty as Meisters and Weapons to keep the peace throughout Death City and exterminate evil souls. I need you to go and kill these three demons." Casey smirks and nods, her voice filled with determination, "I will." As she turned to walk away, Lord Death continued, "Stop, I must warn you. These three evil souls have only just begun their journey. They are weak, yes, and easily stopped, but they are blood-thirsty and wild due to the fact they have only eaten a few human souls. Be careful out there." Casey turned and smiled cleverly, her eyes beaming with challenge as she repeated, "I will." 

"So... tell me again why you chose a mission over pizza." Devil growled yet again as Casey walked. He glared at her through the reflection of her samurai sword, his eyes half humorous half angry. "We haven't had a mission for two weeks, I am getting restless and agitated, I need to fight!" Casey raised her voice slightly, her eyes flashing with frustration as she walked down the brick roads of Death City. "Well... still. We could've taken one tomorrow or something-" "Enough." Casey cut off Devil's complaints and stopped, her eyes narrowing at the arriving thick fog ahead of her, "The demons are just ahead." "Nah, really!" Devil growled, his eyes burning with fake agitation. Casey, quickly fumed by his non-serious approach, snapped at him ruefully, yelling a little too loudly, "Will you shut up already! I can't stand your constant complaining its getting on my nerves! Now keep your mouth shut and let me kill these damn demons!" A roar beside her and a huge amount of pressure on her side sent Casey flying through the air. Casey screamed in surprise and landed hard on her side, wincing in pain as she realized what happened.  “Casey, you alright?” Devils guilty voice hummed at her through the sword. Wincing again, she replied to him, “Yea, I’m alright.” Lifting her head, Casey stared angrily at three demons. They were tall and warped-looking. Large hands and much to long of fingers. Their eyes were hidden with darkness and all there was to see was two red, eerily glowing orbs on each of their faces. Their mouths where huge, their bottom jaws hanging slightly under the weight of their gigantic, sharpened teeth. Saliva splattered onto Casey's face as the one who tossed her now stood over her, a insane smile dancing across its lips. Letting out a yowl of anger, Casey stood and sliced her sword their the air, the black blade sending the demons head soaring through the air. Black blood spiraled out of the creatures bare neck, its body falling limp to the floor at Casey's feet. The death of their companion caused the other two to turn, looking at Casey with hate and hunger. "They want me soul, well they aren't going to get it!" Casey snapped, half to herself as she ran at the two evil souled humans. She jumped, leaping through the air, her sword raising above her head. Her face was twisted in anger as she brought the sword down, faster than fast, onto one of the demons. She tightened her eyes shut, expecting the feel cold blood fly across her face. To her surprise, her sword clashed hard against the brick roads of Death City, rattling her blade and sending pain through her hands and arms. Clenching her jaw, she felt a hard slice against her spine, and screeched as she stumbled forward from the blow. She turned, glaring defiantly at the two demons remaining. I get three souls for this, these stupid things will not defeat me! Giving herself courage, a screamed released from her jaws as she jumped, against lifting her sword. As she neared them, she switched her move, and slices it horizontally across the two creatures, slicing their bodies in halves before they could've moved another inch. Casey landed, landing in a crouch and steadying herself with a one hand on the cold bricks, and one holding her sword. She smirked, her eyes gleaming, and she slightly released her grip on her sword. She tossed it through the air, and it warped from a sword, to a red light, then to a boy. He was pale, tall, had lengthy black hair and gleaming red eyes. When he spoke, his voice was as crisp as ice, but he came off in a casual and clever manner, "There, three delicious souls for Devil!" He said half to himself as three red orbs appeared over the three dead demons' bodies. Casey watched with a smirk on her face as Devil devoured the three souls, licking his lips afterwards. "Yum." He said, a smirk on his face as well as he glanced at Casey, "We ready to go back now?" Casey blinked, sent back to the present as he spoke. She tended to space out a lot. "Yea, sure." She said and stood, raising to her full height, her long, turquoise-tinted black hair fell down to her waist as she nodded. She walked over to a large mirror, having spotted it earlier, and walked through it, Devil close behind her. She arrived in Lord Deaths room, commonly called the 'Death Room'. "Lord Death, we have completed our assignment." The black mass of mist turned to her and spoke friendily through behind his skill mask that marked him as a Grim Reaper, "Yes, yes, I was viewing your battle, you both did very well. I will inform you when your next task will be assigned, good night!" He spoke them as he waved, dismissing them. Casey nodded and turned, walking past Devil and out of the Death Room, back into the hallway she had been walking in before. "So, pizza now?" Devil's voice made her jump as he spoke behind her. "Yup, definitely." She said, glancing over her shoulder with a smirk on her face.

"Casey, Casey wake up we're gunna be late for class!" Casey groaned annoyedly as Devil prodded her shoulder sharply, trying to wake her up. Casey attempted swatting him away, but Devil caught her hand and yanked her out of bed, steadying her on her feet, "Now, get dressed, Professor Stein will disect you if you are late again!"