Hello there, Skylinemaster here with a new fanfic. Not sure how serious I want to take this yet.

"Speech."

Disclaimer: I don't own anything from Shokugeki no Soma or Supernatural.

"So, that's him?"

A heavyset Latino man asked, looking at a picture of a smiling red haired boy. The man is wearing a simple leather jacket and blue jeans, looking unconcerned at the picture in front of him.

"Yes, it is. The son of Joichiro Yukihira."

A slender Asian woman in a business suit said, glancing down at her smartphone, before staring at the picture as well. The Latino man simply chuckled.

"Yes, the talented chef who managed to break the boss. That is utterly remarkable, for a human."

"He's going to the Totsuki Culinary Academy in a few days. He needs to pass the entrance exam before officially getting in."

The heavyset Latino man remained stoic at this information.

"And?"

"The boss wanted his father. He had the spark, so we couldn't just copy him. The son should be the next best thing."

The woman explained.

"There are many famous graduates of that culinary institute. Why not hire them?"

"I don't know, the boss wants him."

The Latino man sighed at this, defeated.

"So, what do you want me to do? Kidnap him?"

"No."

The woman's lips curved into a bit of a smirk.

"You are going to become him."

….

"Consider it an investment in the future."

!

The two people, well not people, Leviathans, jumped up at the sound of their boss's voice.

"Mr. Roman!"

Richard Roman simply chuckled and told them to sit down before pulling over a chair and joining them at the table.

"Edgar, Totsuki is an investment in the future for us. The boy is immensely talented from what I gathered from the father and the reports."

Richard Roman said, glancing at Susan, the other Leviathan at the table.

"Yes, by all accounts, Yukihira Soma is a talented chef. Many of the regulars at his shop give him extraordinarily high reviews."

Susan explained before Richard Roman took over.

"Valente went there a few days ago. The food served there is highly unorthodox, but delicious. Valente said he would have maxed out his credit card there if he could."

Edgar nodded at the words of the two others.

"But what does this have to do with me? Aren't we busy with the construction plans?"

Edgar asked.

"It's either you or Susan. You know how everyone else is. In a school of food, they wouldn't be able to control themselves, rather quickly and possibly violently."

Edgar and Susan nodded in understanding of their boss's words. Many of the Leviathan were mindless beasts that would go on rampages, if it were not for the loving/terrifying hand of the head Leviathan.

"Edgar, this is the chance to serve all of us better. Become him, be a clone of everyone you encounter here. You'll gather all of their talents, refine them inevitably, and come back to us as the greatest cook ever."

Edgar sighed at his boss's words, but ultimately understood them.

Leviathans love food, and a chance to become a great cook would serve the Leviathans well in their inevitable world takeover.

It'd would also be a great vacation away from the Winchester business, Edgar thought.

"So, when do I start?"

The Leviathan that took the form of Yukihira Soma wadded through the crowd silently, moving past the hordes of people on his way to the entrance exam.

The Leviathan was somewhat irritated at everything happening around him, the hordes of talentless people around him, those who simply got by on their family's name and status. Leviathan Soma simply wished he could eat all of them and rid the world of their incessant chatter, but controlled himself.

The Leviathan tuned out of the conversation around him, happily in his own mind before being snapped back to reality by the sound of many people running past him.

"It seems like they've all left."

Erina Nakiri said.

"That should make the paperwork a lot easier to deal with."

Her aid, Hisako Arato said happily.

"Pardon me ladies, I do believe that I am left."

Soma said plainly, getting the attention of the two girls.

Soma felt the gazes of the two girls on him. He knew that Erina Nakiri would dismiss him, given her arrogance as stated in the report.

"And who are you?"

Erina asked as her aide flipped through the transfer applications on her clipboard.

"Yukihira Soma, personal chef to Richard Roman."

Soma smiled.

It was rather simple, with the Leviathan money machine. A few calls to the Japanese birth registration office, a few calls to the U.S. government, and some money to newspapers created the new identity of the new Yukihira Soma.

The real Yukihira Soma never existed, this Yukihira Soma does.

Erina kept her stoic face on, but inwardly was impressed.

'How come I've never heard of the chef to one of the richest men in the world?'

She wondered as she kept her inscrutable gaze on the Leviathan in front of her.

"Yukihira Soma, age 15. Born in Nagoya to an unremarkable family. Immigrated to the US at the age of 7. Worked in various restaurants before catching the eye of Richard Roman, who hired him to be his personal chef."

Hisako stated.

Erina glanced at her aide, then at the quiet boy in front of her.

"Very well then. You may take the test. I take it you know of what happens to those who fail?"

She said seriously, glaring at the boy who had a poker face on.

"Of course, Miss Nakiri. I assure you that you will like my meal."

"Hand me my stamp."

Erina Nakiri stated, finishing the last of his dish.

"I take it you like my Transforming Furikake Gohan?"

It was a rhetorical question, seeing how the Nakiri heiress devoured the dish.

She shot him a glare as she pressed the stamp onto his paper.

"Well then, I look forward to seeing you at school."

Soma said, taking his leave.

After walking from the room, smiled condescendingly at anyone who crossed his path. He found a secluded place and pulled out his cellphone.

"I passed…Yes, of course I had to humor her… Indeed, she is quite arrogant… Yes, lots of worthless people, but I do believe that we will find people who have the spark here... I see, they got Chet? And you have people working on it...Thanks boss, I'll enjoy it here."

Soma hung up after talking with his boss.

A month has passed since Soma passed the transfer exam. It was a productive month spent at various restaurants worldwide.

Due to Richard Roman's connections, Soma could easily avoid the need for a reservation to get into the most famous restaurants and get close to the chefs to clone their talent.

He stole talent from all corners of the world in order to further refine his own and to be a greater service to his boss.

But now, the day has come to formally transfer in.

And that sees Soma as the lone student on the stage, walking towards the podium to address his new classmates.

"Hmm, hello there, fellow students. I'm going to skip the pleasantries as there is no need to get attached to my food. This place is the nexus of the culinary world, all of you are mere bottomfeeders to me. This world is survival of the fittest, and make no mistake, I am the top of the food chain. All of you are just stepping stones, and I am going to walk all over you to get to the top."

At this point, many of the students are relentless booing and cursing the Leviathan, who remains unfazed.

"…Don't think any of you are safe. Status and name are nothing to me and they will only be sources of shame to you after I am done."

He cracked a slight smile in the face of all the abuse he was receiving. He paused for a moment before thinking of the best way to end his speech

"Please take care of me and I hope we can get along, bottomfeeders."

Well, this is the first Shokugeki no Soma/ Supernatural crossover there is. Yay, for being first!

This is going on the backburner after Issei Hyoudou, Breast Grabber Extraordinaire, unless this has a good amount of feedback.

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Also, can someone be a beta reader? I'm not that great with the food and the vivid descriptions of them. Anyone a foodie and willing to help me?

Until next time, Skylinemaster out.