Cat and Mouse

A.N.: Before we begin, this is my first chapter to my first fanfiction. I decided to start simple with this, so I decided to go off of my ideal romance that I personally think Blair from Soul Eater deserved. You, the reader, will be this love interest for her. I decided to make the character you are male, since it is just more common for males to be attracted to females. If you want a yuri fanfiction I MIGHT do one for you. But that's enough of that you want the story, so I'll get to it. Please tell me what you think below, this will determine whether or not I continue with it.

She was and is my everything. I know about her, and she knows about me. Even now, I remember the second I met her, and even more the day she came to thought. I am the ultimate weapon, I have never ever had a meister. Their souls were a bit rigid and stiff for my ability, even Shinigami himself only ever weilded me once with my consent. A weapon that has less the age of Excalibur and ever more the fame. I didn't require a name, they simply just gave it to me. They, the meisters, weapons, witches, even Shinigami, they refer to me only as The Harvester, The Ever-Changing Weapon, the original Deathscythe, the progenitor of all weapons that the meisters use this day. Unlike most weapons, I'm not bound to one form, or even one brand of weapon. I can be a firearm, or a blade, or a hammer, or even a weapon that can't be classified yet. More or less, there's only one of me. However, with all these forms, and the ability to switch on a dime, a meister's soul won't be able to bend fast enough to meet my wavelengths. Thus, no matter how flexible your soul is, my erratic behavior makes me illegible to be any meister's weapon. You only have one soul, right? If Shinigami is the most powerful meister, then I'm the Shinigami of weapons. I'm incorruptable, no matter how many human souls, Kishin eggs, or witch souls I consume, my body doesnt mutate and I keep the same mindset that I always have. My soul is truely one of a kind. But, I remember the day that I was bested...

I was resting one day, it was just like any other, nothing special. However, I felt a presence in my labyrinthine lair. I sensed two groups of two, one group of three, and just one individual walking on their own. They must've been working together on the same assignment that many endow upon themselves. I could've sworn that I sensed Shinigami, near two weapons. But it was a bit small for him, besides that, he couldn't leave his city. So, I thought out a strategy, take out the larger group first to get warmed up, then take the smaller two groups. The wanderer should've been able to sense their way into my chamber where I'd keep them, then set up and prepare my ambush. So, I silently made my way toward the three. Staying hidden, I saw them walking in a strange formation. There were two young women in similar outfits following a young man in a tuxedo. Everything about them was oddly symmetrical, and that's when it hit me. The one in the middle was the meister, and the two women were his weapons. He didnt need two weapons, no no, what he needed was symmetry. He had a need for symmetry of all things. I sighed and shrugged it off. So I strategized; take one of his weapons and he won't fight. I transformed my finger into a polished knife and flashed it near the blonde one. She was caught like a fish on a hook, and instantly followed it to me. I knocked her out to keep her mouth shut. I then made my presence known to the meister and his remaining weapon. They both looked at me, it was the meister who spoke first.

"So," he said, "you're The Harvester. The so called 'Ultimate Weapon' that my father wants destroyed." I simply smiled and chuckled before responding.

"Yes, that's what they call me." I said smiling, "And, who might you be?" I asked.

"You don't need to know," he said calmly, "I'm just here to kill you like father said. But enough small talk." Then he got into this ridiculous stance, I had to bite my lip to keep from laughing because he just looked so stupid. "Liz, Patty, transform." he said.

"Uh, Kid..." said the remaining weapon, "Patty's not here." The meister, who must've been Kid, looked over to where Patty was standing and his jaw dropped. I couldn't take it after that, I burst out laughing, he was completely oblivious to his own second weapon being gone. The laughter was short lived, however. I decided that the laughter was worth a quick death when it came time. I knocked them out, and carried all three of them back to my chamber. Next, I went towards the other two groups, who seemed to have met up along the way and became a group of four. They were split up perfectly, one male and female weapon and one male and female meister. I swiftly picked the females off first, swooping in and knocking them out, I was just as well with the males. Finally, with everyone being unconcious and in my chamber, I decided to sit and wait for the remaining individual to find their way into my chamber. It was taking awhile, or so I thought. A purple cat wearing a witches hat walked in and started nuzzling against my leg, but I shrugged it off as nothing. I soon got tired of waiting and fell asleep. I felt someone grab my leg and heard giggling, entirely female. I woke up and this girl had ahold of me by my leg. Judging by her purple hair and the iconic witch hat, I assumed that this was the cat that walked into here. Clever, but now it was my turn to shock her and do a little bit of damage to her soul. I started switching between weapon forms, as fast as I could, and she just kept holding onto me as I was switching giggling. I was confused and frustrated. Eventually I just stayed a scythe. I wasn't frustrated anymore, a bit confused and intrigued, but not frustrated.

"Why haven't you dropped me?" I said, "All of that should've torn your soul to shreds, how are you still standing and giggling of all things?"

She looked into my blade smiling, "Maybe it would've torn up any one soul," she said, "but don't you know all cats have nine?" She laughed, meanwhile while she laughed I was about ready to blow a gasket that I was bested by an old cliche saying. However, I was also fascinated that something like her existed. A being with multiple souls, that would be as close as I could get to a meister who could match my wavelengths. I started to laugh with her, I was actually caught off guard by a worthy opponent and beaten soundly.

"Maybe you can let me down now then?" I asked politely, "It's obvious I'm unable to beat you in combat, so I'll make a trade with you for my own life." I knew if she wanted, she could kill me where I was without hesitation. She's only out to get what she wants, all I could do was give her what I can to get away with my life.

"Well..." She put a finger to her mouth like she was thinking hard about this, "What do I want now?" That's when she looked at me smiling again and I felt panic rush through me, "What do you have, stranger?"

"I... I don't have anything..." I said, almost shaking in fear now. But when her smile grew wider is when I stopped moving.

"Then," she said, "I'll just take you and you can be my familiar and weapon."

"B-but," I tried to argue.

"Oh," she said cutting me off, "and uh, Harvester's not a name, so it's not your name anymore. From now on you're Harvey, and you'll do whatever I say ok?" I sighed, it was hopeless for me to attempt to put up an argument. Either she wouldn't listen or she'd kill me, I lost either way.

"What do you want from me first, then?" I asked half-heartedly. She set me down and I took on my human form, she looked over to her friends. I carried them out, all of them at once. It sucked, but it felt nice to be dominated, it made me feel not so important. That was the start of my new life, only just the beginning.