Two eyes shared between a meister and weapon.

Lance sat cross legged in the middle of a cell underneath the DWMA with his hands chained to the wall behind his back, he was biding his times as this was his agreement with the Shimigami. He was to stay down here to keep the rest of the city safe until the Shimigami brought him a meister that would be able to wield him only then would the rest of their contract be filled.
The Shimigami brought meisters down her regularly but most of them didn't go back up as the test that was given to wield him was to see if they could withstand the powers of the God of Death Hades but most lost theirs souls to him which meant he was kept well fed. "Who will you bring me to day you good for nothing fake?" Lance asked aloud as if the Shimigami was there "who ever it is I hope their soul is pure...those always taste the best..." he grinned as his red eyes glowed cutting through the darkness of his cell.

Wow, he had not expected this when he had first been assigned here. He had expected to be normal just like the others at the welcome ceremony. To talk with the others and to make friends, maybe even find a partner who was a weapon so he would be able to form a team but at the beginning of the ceremony the shinigami had brought him here in the dungeons under the school. That was even more surprising, which school had a dungeon under it but then again this wasn't a normal school. Normal schools wouldn't have lord death as their headmaster. He could hear someone speak through the door he sounded quite rude. He zipped up his jacket and softly pushed through at the door feeling that it was unlocked. ''You are Lance I presume?, I am Ian Nice to meet you'' He said. He wondered if his soul was pure, it probably would since he had never hurt no one in his life.

ooc: Is this open? If it is I'm making a post.
Thomas lone walked into the room rubbing a five a clock shadow his innocent but non kishen orange soul radiating through the room, he had been under deaths employ for a month and he had been told to come here to see Lance. He was to oversee Lances interaction with Ian and stop them if he had to. As if I don't already have enough to deal with... As he walked pistols and guns of various sizes clinked together, with all the extra weight he never really walked anywhere just shambled. He saw lance in chains. " Hey kid, I'm suppose to oversee this little meeting. Please don't kill him, I don't want to have to shoot you..." The middle aged man said.

OOC: I don't mind it being open but just 3 things:
1:Lance is too be Ian's weapon this was decided before this topic was made.
2:An admin as death should be coming down to talk to Ian
3:you need to get a second opinion from Ian to see if it open.

ooc: Ok, I'll make some changes to my post and Ian can tell me if he wants me here.

Like he promise, the dark lord floated down the stairs and towards the two souls that he noticed near eachother, on being an evil little one. To death, it was a bit of a bother to continue looking for someone willing to maybe give up their soul just to maybe be able to wield a weapon of 'great' power. Still, even if it was a task he didn't enjoy doing, it was something that had to be done. "Hello boys!" Death said cheerfully, stopping a good distance near them. "I see Ian has found Lance without any trouble; how wonderful!" Even if his voice seemed to be overly happy, the sprite didn't feel much happiness, but a bit of uneasiness. The fact that he may see another soul be taken away was horrible, and something that could bring a frown on even his face. "Though, before I do anything, I must ask one thing. Ian, are you sure about this?"

OOC: First off, Jac, if Ian doesn't prefer for you to be here, then I'll remove your posts. Secondly, to prevent future situations like this, can you please title your threads (private) if you don't want anyone to join.

Please and thank you!~

OOC: oh sure i dont mind I think it would be fun :3 and glad ur my weapon pall, oh pokemon master i love ur sig ^^
Ian could hear footsteps as he saw a male close in on them. He seemed to wear a lot of gear as he could see guns and a lot more on his belt. ''Kill him why would you kill him'' he asked in a questioning voice as he looked at the man but his question would stay unawnsered cause he could see the reaper come into sight. He liked the reaper, first he had thought that he would all be dark evil but he was funny and a really happy being. However this did not mean he still was nervous. From the moment the shinigami had come into sight he nervously bowed as deep as he could: ''Hello shinigami sama'' he said while stuttering. He heard the reaper ask if he had been sure about this decision. He took a deep breath and looked at the shinigame: ''Yeah I am, I am not here for the power it posseses like the people who came before me, I want to become friends with it'' he said smiling to the shinigami.

Thomas tipped his hat to death. " Sir. "

Lance grinned through the darkness of his cell his teeth shone making him look a one eyed evil Cheshire cat "So Shimigami..." Lance began to speak with an evil chuckle "is it feeding time? another one of students wish to try and wield the power of the gods?" He shook as he laughed making his chains rattle "Oh you poor poor fake god of death trying, you are failing to produce your side of the contract if your failures keep up at this rate I'll become a demon blade."
his gaze drifted to the ones with the keys..."Oh I'm never the one who kills or attack the ones who die in my cell," Lance explained snickering as if he found it funny"They fall victim to the darkness that my grandfather the Spear of Hades the true weapon of the god of death and afterlife himself has left inside me I myself do nothing but let them access the door to it."
He turned to the boy with an eye patch on the opposite eye to his own and burst out into a demonic laughter rattling his chains making it sound as if the place was about to collapse "YOU WISH TO DISREARD THE POWERS OF A GOD AND BEFRIEND THE CRAZED DARKNESS THAT ENVEILS IT AND INSTEAD TO BEFRIEND IT!? WELL THEN BOY BY ALL MEANS STAND AND TAKE THE TRAIL TO SEE IF YOU CAN OPPESESE THE HUNGER OF THE GODS BY ALL MEANS GO AHEAD BUT BE WARNED...." Lance licked his lips showing his shark like teeth again as he grinned "the fools with the pure naïve souls like yours are the ones that all ways taste the best." his one eye now looked like that of a hungry rabid dog who couldn't wait to sink it's teeth into the next think it could.

" Stop callen yourself a god. " Thomas said with a shake of his head. "Lets just get down to business. " Thomas believed their were no gods, not on this earth anyway.

Ian looked at the boy. He could surely understand why so many people on the school were afraid to come down here. He was pretty scary for normal people but Ian didn't mind. He found it a bit funny even that he thought about himself this way but like the other people he didn't come here for the power of the weapon that he possesed. No he came here cause he wanted to free the boy from his chains and let him have a normal life just like the others with a friend by his side that would by any chance be able to help him do what was needed to make him a better person. He turned to the shinigami. ''Please sir open the door I am ready'' He said while bowing ot him waiting for the door to open.

Lord Death looked down upon the male and sighed, understanding he was ready for this risk. It was a wonder why such a risk would be taken up, but it wasn't for his place to explain the thoughts of another, only to make sure their fully aware of the consequences. "Alrighty!" He cheered, floating over to the very frightening male who was chained up. His very venomous words didn't hurt the lord at all, as he unlocked all the chains and shackles that was forced on the 'creature's' body.

With a spine chilling laugh Lance erupted in a black light and once it died down he had transformed into a spear stuck into the ground casting a distorted shadow of it in every direction "Well boy I'm waiting...." his voice rang around the room as if it was coming from the darkness within it.

Thomas had one hand on a revolver and another on his phone. He was filming this but ready to stop it if need be.

Ian took a deep breath and was wowed by how it was all going. So far so good he thought as he watched the boy transform into a weapon. It was a gorgues silver like weapon. The end of the spear looked like it was shimmering and the hilt. This was one of the most gorgues weapons he had ever seen but what was to expect. From what he had heard deamon like weapons were allways gorgues to lure souls as you could say. He slowly walked to the spear taking a deep breath with each breath as he touched the middle and took it out of the ground. He could feel some power or something race through him. What was this it felt ... Amazing he wanted to give into the power, to concuer the world to ... to let it consume him. "'No!!'' A stern voice in the back of his head said to him, ''don't do it or you will end up like the rest before you'' The voice was right, he slowly but surely pushed away the desire to concuer and to be the strongest and when it was done it didn't feel that weird anymore. ''Huh pretty nice'' He said as he swung around with it, seemingly skillfull due to all the training on his family's barn.

Looking down upon the humans, death smiled the best a reaper could, saying, "I'm probably going to leave you three alone. What ever happens is going to happen no matter what I say or do, so there's no point of my presents anymore." Then, without saying anything, Lord death floated away and up the stairs. As he left them there in the cold, he felt sad about the thought of Ian's soul being possibly sucked away, but he could do nothing about it. The boy seemed set on becoming Lance's partner, and he couldn't deny him, so this was all he could do. Show him Lance, then leave.

Thomas clapped. " hey, you did it! You now have the pointy stick of the gods, what are you going to do now? "

Lance' image appeared in the reflection of the spear smiling demonically, before his voice rang through out the room again. "HADES MODE!" as he spoke black energy engulfed the spear as shadows wrapped around up the boy's body, he had now released the darkness he had spoken of that was within him. It would now pull the boy's soul into the darkness where it would be consumed.
A shadow showing Lance's likeness was now grinning as it watched from the wall.

Ian had not expected him to turn into the thing called hades mode. This was what he had been a bit afraid for, He knew that this was the mode that sucked the souls out of the people that were holding the spear however with such a danger there should come some great power with it too if he was right. He began to feel weak not long after this thought as he fell to one of his knees still holding the staff upright. ''This is not going to be easy'' He said while looking at the guy who was the only one that was watching him and that had a weapon just in case he needed to be protected. He had read a lot about these things. It was like there was a demon in the blade and he knew how to find it. He began to sit in a meditive like state but was letting some of the scareness coming through to him. The boy would probably like that. He was trying to distract him from using his powers by letting emotions of scare and fright come through him sending them in the spear as he sat crossed legged with his head down meditating as after a while he came into a black room, he couldn't see anything at all. '"Is someone here'' He aked while looking around.

Thomas took out a sniper rifle out of his back and started charging it. " If you need help tap your knuckles on the floor. " He pointed it dead center at the spear.

A demonic laughing rung in the air as a glowing red outline of Lance whose body was completely made of the darkness that surrounded Ian...but he looked different...he had his left eye glowing red as normal but right eye was a red magic seal with the whites of his eye now black and both of which glowing. "So boy you really with to fight the fate the gods have given them...very well now you will there punishment me and all of those who tried before you. a boney hand could be see from behind Lance and snapped it's fingers.

Ian was listening to the boy or rather what he was able to see. The only thing that he had been able to see was the redish outline of something black and a glowing eye in the opposite position of where hsi patch was. He was a bit astonished when he saw the knuckle hands in the darkness coming through. The fingers were as white as snow and there was nothing of meat on them. They could have been a dark reapers hand. He got in a defensive stance ''Well then I guess I will show you how strong a farm boy can be'' He said. He had a professional stance, keeping his gravity down and looked like he was good at tajiutsi (fighting) little would this boy know farming gave him pretty nice muscles, reflexes and strenght together with speed. It was almost the perfect training. ''Well let's play'' He said giving him a nice smile.

Black humanoid figures looking like zombies rose from the darkness and slowly moved towards Ian.
Lance's shadow avatar thing was just there laughing his head off as they slowly enclosed on Ian.

Ian looked a bit surprised at the zombie black like creatures and heard the maniacal like laugh from lance. ''Uh Lance couldn't you do a bit more of a challange'' Ian said putting his hands on his hips as bowed down and put his arms horizantaly at his body as he began to sprint to the weird humanoid creatures. When he was close he jumped up and made a roundhouse kick trying to get them down as he aimed for the neck. Unfortunately for the boy, A farm could let e guy get some nice fighting moves. He thought it was the best training place and he hoped to visit it with lance when they would be partners and show him what you could learn.

Lance laughed as the number of zombies increased and increased "You plan on fighting all the souls that have fallen to me thought my blood line? Oh this is rich? Dance peasant boy, dance for me!" he shot forward a few bolts of black and red lightning from his finger tips at Ian.