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Chapter One: Newfound ability takes flight?

"Maka...Maka...Maka! Don't die on me like this, it's not cool to die, Maka!"

The sound of a distant voice reached through the darkness to her. A familiar sound, one that she remembered. But whose voice? "Soul?" her subconscious wondered.

With the spoken word came a stronger, unspoken voice. The subtle, yet aggressive presence that seemed so familiar, yet so foreign. She was barely able to sense the soul wavelength coming from the owner of the voice in her weakened state, but the message it was sending came through loud and clear.

"Maka please...don't leave me like this...I can't lose you..I need you...I love..."

Suddenly, memories came flooding back. A three eyed monster, no, a Kishin. Asura. Yes, that was the name. She had been fighting him to the death with her Weapon partner, Soul, when...

"SOUL!" Maka screamed, suddenly awakening from what her friends had feared would become a never ending sleep.

"MAKA!" came the shark-toothed Weapon's overjoyed reply. Soul had been waiting by her side, never leaving, in the hopes that his Meister would be able to fight through her injuries and awaken.

"Whaaa...what happened? How long have I been out?" she asked, hoping she hadn't missed too many classes.

"Around three days, Maka. But there are more important matters to discuss at the moment." Maka didn't even need to turn to see who the speaker was now, the only person with that monotone voice was...

"Professor Stein?! But I thought you had succumbed to your Madness during the fight with the Kishin?" said Maka.

"That's what I thought, but that's not important right now. What's important is how you, a Meister, managed to single-handedly defeat a Kishin while your Weapon was unconscious. Think hard, Maka. What do you remember about the final moments of the battle?"

"All I can remember is giving in to my instincts...everything is blurry from that point on until when Asura broke my leg," said Maka.

"Hmmm...then it's just as I suspected. I suppose there is some of Spirit in the girl as well. A Meister AND a Weapon. How I wish I could dissect..."

Stein suppressed his urge to dissect his student (for now), and continued.

"Maka, as you know, you are a Meister like your mother. However, your father is a Weapon. Lord Death and I have been wondering for some time if you would ever display the Weapon gene, as a Weapon-Meister union has never been seen before."

"MAKA A MEISTER AND A WEAPON?! YAHOOOOO! EVEN SO, SHE STILL WON'T SHOW UP THE GREAT BLACKSTAR!" came a very loud shout from the hallway.

"Blackstar, maybe you should just open the door instead of breaking it down!" said a very timid voice, also from the hallway.

"Oh no," said Soul, just before certain a short Meister with blue hair came flying through the door, and to his unfortunate luck, right out the window that just happened to be opposite the door.

A concerned "Blackstar!" signaled that the other voice belonged to Tsubaki, Blackstar's ever-present Weapon partner.

"Professor, could I really be both a Meister and a Weapon?" asked Maka.

Before Stein had a chance to reply, Soul interjected. "Well you'd better not stop being my Meister before you make me into a Death Scythe! Ditching your partner isn't cool."

By this time, Blackstar had scraped himself off the pavement outside the DWMA and had returned to the room to join the others.

"Yes, Maka. The only way to find out is to try and transform into a weapon. Focus on the first weapon that comes to mind, and picture yourself changing into it," instructed Stein.

Maka closed her eyes, and let her mind draw a picture of a weapon. A scythe, much like Soul, except the same green color as her eyes with a silver scrolled pattern across the blade, came to mind. She pictured herself changing into the weapon. Suddenly, a strange feeling came over her entire body, accompanied by a gasp from Soul, Blackstar, and Tsubaki, and a muttered "How I wish I could dissect..." from Stein.

"Maka," said Soul, "you're a...a scythe?!"

A/N This is the first fanfiction I have ever written in my entire life EVER, so please R&R with suggestions as to how I can improve as I continue this story!