First Kill and Bonding

"That's a weird-ass moon, Branoon."

"I know..."

Branoon walked through the town, carrying the staff. The corset was still on, so he couldn't exactly hunch his back.

"Hey Bran, I'm going to make a breath mist on a glass window, and write down the numbers I say using your finger, ok?"

"Sure?"

A vapor mist appeared on the glass right next to the duo, and Branoon put his finger on the window.

"Four, two, dash, four, two, dash, five, six, four."

The window started chiming, with ripples on it while the numbers had a blue-ish outline.

"Lemme handle this, kay Bran?"

"S-sure, go ahead!"

The teen had lost most of his initial shyness, but his stutter was still there.

"Hey, ya skull-faced realm overseer, pick up the call!"

Then, the glass glowed and there was a strange person, if you could call the cartoonishly-shaped creature in the in the window that, looking very confused. "How do you have this number?"

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Blah, blah, blah, intimidation, yada yada, get accepted into DWMA with perks, you know the rest.

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"Yeah! We got the admission!" "Ya think, kid? I even got us some premium perks as well! Now, all we gotta do is find some crazy-looking guys or crazy women to take their red-egg-incubation souls!"

""...""

"Yeah... uh, I can track em' down, so you just need to follow me!"

"W-wait!"

Algamerai ran on all four of its now-medium sized legs towards the nearest food scent that was mixed with mold, while Branoon struggled to catch up.

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Soon enough, they found a newly made Kieshan egg incubator with sickly skin and boils on one side with a muscular, healthy side on the other, while having two heads. It could be seen eating two light-blue souls at once, licking its lips, looking around for new victims.

"w-what do we do?"

"Simple, pick me up, hold me in front of you, and imagine a laser firing from my eye towards that thing."

"T-that simple? No incantations o-or anything?"

"Be quick about it, he's comin' right about... now!"

The incubator, having seen the pair, ran at them with the intent to kill the human while taking the staff for itself.

Branoon, panicking, quickly raised Algamerai in front of him and imagined a strong beam of light shooting at the incubator now running at them. Silently, he prayed it would work.

Only a fraction-of-a-second later, the running Incubator exploded into two egg-souls, with a pitch-black scorch mark on the wall far behind it.

Branoon slumped down, amazement on his face. "I... I did that?"

Algamerai's visible pupil curved upwards, while its green mouth-like appendage opened. "Yep, you did that! I can make the imaginary real, and vice versa, with a few more powers."

"You have more?!?"

Branoon stared at Algamerai in awe, while the staff looked away, mildly flustered. "I'm just going to eat those two egg-souls for a little, alright?"

He nodded energetically, wondering to himself what those extra powers were. Meanwhile, the eggs were luckily still floating down, otherwise Algamerai would have had to ask Branoon to put its mouth next to the two eggs.

Eating both egg-souls in one bite, the staff then turned back towards Branoon and asked him one thing,

"What kinds a' music ya like or wanna listen to right now, Bran?"

The young teen, awoken from his imagination by Algamerai's voice, quickly responded.

"I'd like some sort of energetic rock, since we just had our first win!"

Looking through the playlist available, Algamerai chose Victorious by Panic at the Disco to play.

"This un' good, Bran?" "Yeah! It's perfect!"

The two walked down the winding roads, looking for both a place to stay during the day and their next battle.

Fortunately, or unfortunately, Branoon forgot that he could take off the corset during battle.

================================================================2-ish days later ===============================================================

"Hey, Alga, what do you think those explosions are coming from?"

"Dunno, let's go check it out!"

Running towards the explosions and laser beams, they got closer and closer to the show's main characters...

Over the past few days, the duo have become substantially closer, after going out to fight multiple times. They found out, together, that if Branoon imagined anything inanimate to materialize it, it actually worked! There were limits, though, like altering or summoning living beings. That needed way too many details, like where every blood vessel was supposed to be, how many cells per inch, what kind of cells, how many nutrients needed to be inside the body so it would function properly without eating itself for them, etc.

Food seemed to be fine, though only Branoon could eat them. Algamerai was pretty grumpy when it found out, but a few snacks in the form of soul-eggs helped.

Oh yeah, they had accumulated about 10 within the 3 days they were here. Surprising that a seemingly orderly city had so many dangers lurking in it in the form of incubators, instead of the regular monster in human skin.

There was only one double-incubator, though. Guess those guys were rare. It looked pretty sharp, made for damage and speed, so that was probably the reason why it went down in one hit. Some of the others had to go down in a few hits but were quickly dealt with.

Algamerai didn't let Branoon grow too relaxed, though, and pressed him to train so that he wouldn't grow too reliant on using it as his main weapon. It got him to summon a few daggers just in case.

Anyways, back to the current situation:

They both happened upon Maka arguing with Soul about what happened with the witch. They decided to watch, for now. It was pretty entertaining, anyways.

The most ridiculous part, though, was that Soul actually decided to team up with the witch. That got them to intervene.

As they walked towards the current situation, they nodded towards each other. The scythe was going to be taught a lesson (an excuse to beat someone up), the Witch killed, and since those two looked like registered students in the DWMA academy, Branoon and Algamerai were going to get the students to take them to the academy.