Title: Round Three
Fandom: Soul Eater
Characters: Death the Kid, Black Star
Challenge: Stages
Rating: PG
Length: 332 words
Content notes: None
Summary: No students came to watch Father and Sid play chess. And none of them ever said, "Wow, shishou. You suck."
Author's Note: I know the Darkstalkers series doesn't have rounds. But maybe it will IN THE FUTURE. Why are you laughing? No, really, why?


His friends tell him to say "Hello!" or "Yo!" or even "What the hell do you want?" when he answers the mirror. What comes out his mouth is always "Death Room," even though it makes the students speak a little low, the teachers a little fast. But he isn't his father, drinking tea and playing chess with Sid.

After all, no students came to watch Father and Sid play chess. And none of them ever said, "Wow, shishou. You suck."

"Oh, yeah, smartass?" Black Star charges forward (but he's still faster--down down-forward fierce-punch). "Crap! Why don't you fight Lord Death next? If you lose, you owe me one thousand pushups."

His friends don't call him "Kid" in front of the students--haven't done it in years. He hasn't gotten used to it. "Really, Black Star," (block) "isn't that a little Excalibur-y of you?"

"Fine. One hundred then. God damn it!" He really shouldn't humiliate Black Star in front of his students like this (jab-jab-jab block punch-kick punch-kick), but it's Black Star's own fault for picking the big but slow samurai ghost. He prefers women fighters: their speed is comfortably familiar. He likes Morrigan most of all, and it's almost time to show everyone why.

But not yet. First he should let Black Star get some more hits in--they are friends, after all. It's all the hardest sword-thrusts, of course; Black Star never had patience for subtlety (throw).

While he's on the ground. Now.

Jab-jab forward short-kick---

Then the samurai ghost kicks Morrigan in the face. Then he stabs and stabs and stabs.

"Shishou, go!"

Block. Counter. Counter. Shit!

"I think Shishou's beating Lord Death."

"No way!"

No way in hell. All Black Star's doing is mashing buttons. If he can just get out of the edge of the screen--

"I surpassed God!" Black Star says, laughing. He has lost; he didn't get to make Morrigan split into two and pummel that stupid samurai ghost in perfect symmetry. And he doesn't know which is worse.