Hi everyone, this is a story following my two OC's, the demon weapon Cardinal Goldwing and her Meister Ellis King. It starts during Soul Eater NOT! and will follow them through Soul Eater itself. The story will be very close to the plot at some parts and not so close in others, but the main idea of each arc will be the same. There will be a few other OC's added in here and there to make the story more interesting, and there will be some romance, mostly OC/Cannon. Anyways, feel free to review and what not. Thanks so much for reading!

I run behind Ellis, feet slapping on the of the stone streets of Death City. I don't like transforming and being carried if I don't need to be. It makes me feel helpless, and I hate feeling helpless. Just the fact that I'm able to keep up with a Meister is a feat seeing how fit they are. It's a good thing I was trained to be one too, you know, before my parents figured out I was actually a weapon. My dad trained me to be able to hold my own with or without a weapon. I still remember their faces when I fell from that tree and my injured arm turned into a blade. They were surprised, but supportive. My mom tried to help me the best she could seeing as she is a weapon too, but she isn't a teacher. That's why she sent me to the DWMA.

The two of us run quickly, slipping between the narrow city pathways, in and out of the shadows that are cast on the dark streets by the grinning moon. There are no people out this late at night and I'm thankful for it. Following our orders would be a lot harder if there were. It's difficult enough finding people in this winding city, even in the day light. If people were out and about now it would be near impossible.

Ellis suddenly stops running and smack face first into his back. What the? I stumble backwards in surprise. "What are you doing?" I hiss, rubbing my newly sore nose. At least I'm not bleeding. That would really suck.

He doesn't even look back at me. "Cardinal, look."

I peak around his shoulder. Oh. I know why he stopped now. Carved into the side walk is a giant arrow pointing north, the direction we're headed. I grit my teeth. That bastard is bating us. Ellis and I exchange similar looks and I know we are thinking the same thing.

We can't let him get away.

Not this time.

"Where is he?" I ask. I can't tell. It's too dark, but I know Ellis can. He's my Meister, and he has the ability of Soul Perception. It allows him to sense people's souls and tell where they are without actually seeing them.

"He's up ahead." Ellis says blankly, and starts running again with me trailing behind. His voice is so monotone. It's the way he usually sounds, even when he's excited. In fact, I don't think he gets excited. I've known him for two years and I've never seen him crack anything more than a small smile. Have I ever heard him laugh? I wonder. No. I don't think I have.

Ellis launches himself on to a roof to the left of us and I follow his lead. That's what I do. The Meister leads and I follow, usually. As we approach Ellis reaches behind his back for me. I lean forward to get a good grip on his hand so he doesn't drop me, and transform. His back is bathed in bright red light for a few seconds, then the light fades and I am in his hands. He spins my Labrys form around, sliding me between his hands before he jumps from the roof.

He lands quietly behind our target, who's looking around like some sort of lost puppy. From what I can see the traitor is thin, with shaggy brown hair. His clothing is very plain, not the crazy, colorful things most traitors wear because they're trying to show off. I immediately notice that there's something else strange about him, something off. It's almost like he's mechanical. The man turns around and a chill runs through me.

I know what's so off now. "His eyes." I say, knowing Ellis will understand. I have never seen eyes so...so dead.

Ellis grips me with two hands and holds me out in front of him. He crouches slightly, feet spread apart for balance. He's ready for a fight. "I know. There's something wrong."

The traitors eyes stare at us lifelessly. I realize that he's not mechanical. Mechanical doesn't even cover it. He's like some sort of puppet being pulled by the strings. He moves like one too, swaying from side to side as he stands there. It's extremely disturbing. He takes a stiff step forward and I can feel Ellis tense.

"Did you sleep well last night?" The traitor asks.

Ellis ignores his question. "I'll give you one chance. Leave, now."

I smile to myself. That's right Ellis. Show him you mean business.

The traitor doesn't even falter. I knit my eyebrows together in confusion. Most of the time they take one look at me and run away with their tails between their legs. I would too if I was a defenseless human with a giant red axe pointed at me. But not this guy. He continues to approach us. Is this guy stupid or something? Suicidal? Or is he stronger than he looks?

The traitor is more than halfway to us. I don't understand why Ellis isn't attacking. He gave the traitor a chance and he didn't take it. "Ellis, let's finish this. We have class tomorrow morning." Not to mention I'm starving.

"Right." In less than a second Ellis is in beside the traitor. I'm pressed up against his neck, like he's going to get decapitated. My stomach turns, I don't like decapitating people. Dr. Stein told me that sometimes people keep their consciousness up to thirty seconds after their head gets cut off. After that I decided decapitation isn't for me, and I hope it won't come to that.

Ellis stares at the traitor from under his hair with equally emotionless eyes. "I'm only telling you once. Leave."

"Did you sleep well last night?" The traitor moves forward and I can feel me slicing into his neck. Is he crazy? I'll cut straight through him!

Ellis pulls back my blade and spins on his heel until we are behind the traitor. Without missing a beat he swings my hilt until it connects with the back of the traitors head with a loud thump. The traitor drops to the ground like a sack of potatoes. The red light flashes again as I transform back into a human and land softly next to Ellis.

I shake my head as we stand over traitor. "I've never seen a traitor do anything like that before. What's wrong with him?"

Ellis watches the fallen traitor closely, searching him for anything strange. "He's an idiot."

"Yeah," I nod in agreement. I couldn't have said it any better myself. "you can say that again."

"He's an idiot." Ellis repeats.

I face palm myself. This guy. "No, Ellis. I didn't literally mean to say it again." I swear he was locked in a room for all of his life because he just doesn't understand anything. Throw him in the ring and the guy is a monster, but throw him into a social setting and it's like he's four years old all over again. He just sinks into the background, a real wallflower.

He looks over at me. "If you didn't mean it, then why would you say it?"

I sigh. I should get a mug for this. '#1 social coach' it should say. "It's an expression, okay? Remember I told you about those. It's just something people say."

He looks back down at the traitor. "Yes, I remember."

"Then why-?" I stop myself. No. No. I will not get into this with him. "Never mind. Can we go no? We did what we were told."

He turns away and starts down the street without a word. I jog after him. It's hard being small and having a partner who's completely oblivious to social cues. Either that or he just chooses to ignore the fact that I have to run to catch up with him every time we walk. Maybe I should make him carry me. It would serve him right.

"I can't wait to get home." I say as my stomach let's out a growl. I haven't eaten all day. I completely blew my allowance on new clothes because Ellis accidentally bleached mine after seeing a stain on one of my shirts. It's times like that I swear he's just acting and trying to spite me. "I'm starving."

"Are you and your stomach hinting at me that you want me to make something to eat?"

I smile. "That's exactly what we're doing."

So, what did you guys think? Please review! I know it was kind of short, but the next chapter will be longer I promise! and I'm sorry of there were any grammar errors. I typed this on my iphone since my computer is broken and autocorrect kind of hates me. .