Me: Hi guys! So...My buddy The Tiny Foxtail convinced me to make this story and post it. I've been teasing around with the idea for about a year so I figured it was about time.

Solarus~

"Solarus! Let's go," Sabrina whispered. I transformed, the sickening sensation of my flesh being turned to metal and plastic making me motion sick.

"You ready?" I asked, closing my eyes and sinking into my weaponry. It was almost like having a split personality, being a weapon. Or, more like the same personality in two different bodies. It was weird.

"C'mon, Sol." I could feel the dazzling smile she sent me as she worked her way through the layers of my soul. I could envision those bright blue eyes twinkling like the stars in the darkening sky. "We'll be good. I'm getting better with aim, ya know," she chuckled. I rolled my eyes.

"Just fire and let's get done with this so I can go home and sleep, you idiot," I chuckled, placing myself in the rift in between the physical world and my personal weapon one with everything I could imagine. Sabrina snorted, slicking back her hair and holding it with one of my regular arrows from my sheath. We'd gotten to the point that, while my bow had always landed in her hand, the sheath appeared automatically on her back.

"It's not that simple, Sol, but I'll do my best," Sabrina murmured. Then she was silent, her eyes trained on the monster. It was a Kishin Egg soul, one we'd been after for quite a while now, each time barely escaping with our lives. But we were better prepared now. We'd finally get this stupid Egg soul and I could end my fast. It sounded amazing. I was drooling at the thought.

"Oi, you glutton, stop with your gross soul eating habits and let me concentrate," Sabrina hissed, pulling my weapon form to eye level. She peered closely at the monster, a Teke Teke girl. She slowly removed a fiery arrow from the sheath, notching it and watching as the Teke Teke girl moved silently towards another soon-to-be victim. Sabrina's soul shivered against mine when the young woman screamed, her body ripped in half by the Kishin Egg. Sabrina fired, the arrow piercing the Teke Teke's eye. Her body caught fire and the ghoul shrieked worthy of a banshee.

Ooohhh, banshee. It'd been a while. I liked banshee souls. Mm...

"Sol! Focus! You're wavering!" Sabrina hissed at me, notching another arrow and firing. It hit the other eye. I reigned in my thoughts. This soul would be enough for a while.

"Yes, meister. I noticed you're not doing a Soul Resonance. Think you can beat her with fire?" I asked suspiciously. Her eyes drifted to a particularly shiny spot on the metal of my bow, where I knew my human form was displaying.

"Of course, Sol. You can't see what's happening, but I can. It's pretty horrendous. One more arrow through the heart should drop her." With that, Sabrina drew a regular arrow from the sheath, notching it and firing as one fluid motion.

The arrow missed. I felt it miss, the the whoosh of the air and a peculiar sensation of hitting a wall.

"You missed!" I hissed. Sabrina squeaked. "What? What's going on? Sabrina!"

"It's growing! Eating the fire and growing!" Sabrina shrilled. She stood quickly, dashing to the edge of the building. "Sol, I need a weapon!" she shouted, running and jumping down the stairs.

"I'm already in weapon form!" I grunted back, my weapon form jostling as she ran haphazardly.

"A short-range weapon! A knife?"

"It doesn't work that way," I gritted out. "I only have one weapon I can work with, Sabrina, and I'm further along than most because I can alter its type!"

"Tch! I'm sorry! I forgot, I'm so stupid!" she spat. The anger and disbelief was coming off her soul in waves and I grimaced. That would unstabalize me if she kept it up.

"Sabrina, just calm down and focus. It'll be okay. Just calm down. We'll make it work, we always do," I soothed. Sabrina rounded a corner, skidding around, scuffing up her shoes.

"Hey! You big ugly thing! Lookit me! I blinded you!" Sabrina shouted defiantly up at the growing Teke Teke. My heart stopped in my chest. Sabrina...What are you doing? The Teke Teke turned around slowly. It had heard her.

Neither of us expected what came next.

The beast turned, swiping a giant scythe hand down at us. Sabrina screamed; I'm sure I did. Her scream as she was slashed across the chest haunts me to this day.

"SABRINA!" My howl of pain broke boundaries as I shifted from weapon to human form once more. I caught my meister as she fell, her eyes glazed over in shock.

"Sabrina! Stay with me! Sabrina!" I swept her off her feet and ran as fast I could, looking behind me at the giant, slobbering, drooling monster. "Sabrina! Wake up! Wake up, you idiot!"

"S-Sol..." Her voice was barely audible as she whispered my name. My throat closed up, her small, fragile, broken form swimming as tears flooded my eyes.

"Sabrina...Just hang in there, you'll be okay. I promise. We're almost there."

"Complete...Sol...Complete the job..."

I was shocked, "No! We're going back to the DWMA! Just a little bit longer! Don't leave me!" I wailed, tears streaking through the dirt on my face. "Don't leave, Sabrina! Don't leave me alone! I need you...Sabrina," I choked out, dodging around a corner. The beast lumbered through, blind from an arrow. It was blind and couldn't smell me. We were safe. I stopped, dropping to my knees and lifting Sabrina's shirt to inspect the wound. I placed my hand over it, futily trying to stifle the blood pouring out of my meister's body.

"We're partners now. You'll never be alone again."

She put her hand on mine, her bright blue eyes slowly losing that light I had come to depend on, "Sol...I...I love you, too. But you...I can't...hold on much longer...Sol...Help me..."

"No...Sabrina don't say that," I choked. "Don't say that! I'll find a way!" I picked her back up, this time piggy back style. I ran. I ran, ran, ran, as fast as I could. Nothing could stop me. The only woman I'd ever loved was slowly dying on my back, and I couldn't handle it if she died.

"Help me! Someone, help me! She's dying!" I wailed. People let me pass without hindrance, doing nothing otherwise to help me. The DWMA came into view. I pushed harder. Her breathing was shallow. Luckily, Tsubaki-chan was exiting the building right as I had to enter it. I slipped in the door, slipping on the floor.

"Stein! Stein!" I shrieked, tearing through the halls. No one was there, a couple students and teachers the exception. The professor jumped from his door, his eyes snapping up to me.

"Solarus?"

"Monster...Meister...Dying...Help me," I panted, tripping. Stein rushed to me, steadying me and removing my meister from my back. My chest was heaving as I watched him inspect the wound slowly, up and down. He grimaced. It didn't look good.

"You're Solarus? Oh, cool name. Like souls. You're a weapon, huh?"

"Yup."

"Wanna be my partner?"

"Sure. Ain't got nothing else to do."

"Solarus...She's dead..."

No.

No.

I hadn't just let my meister die.

No.

NO.

I shook my head, in denial of what I already knew to be true.

"No. Look again." My voice was cold, a tone I didn't recognize. Stein stared down at me, his face wiped of any emotion. "She's not dead. She's not dead. She's not, she's not, she's not. She's not dead, Stein. She's not dead." I don't know when I started crying. I can't remember. My knees hit the floor and I collapsed into a shivering, sobbing mess. "She's not dead..." She was...dead?

I couldn't believe it, I just couldn't. How could she be dead? It was impossible. I protected her. I got hurt, not her. This wasn't fair. Why her? Why Sabrina? She was so caring, so much fun...She was mine. The only person who had ever loved me. I could find another meister, sure. But I didn't want one. I wanted her. Her stupid jokes, her smart aleck behavior, her laughter, her horrible food that could never compare to the souls I loved, her ambition, her heart-stopping bravery. I wanted her.

And now she was gone.

I had failed. As a weapon. As a friend. As a partner. As a human being.

I had failed.

0.o.0.o.0.o.0.o.0.o

As weapons, we keep our meisters safe. We sacrifice our lives before they have to suffer. We love them unconditionally. We gain wounds protecting them, and they take care of our wounds, nursing us back to health. We protect them and love them, and they take care of us and love us in turn. Sometimes, that love grows to something more. Sometimes, it doesn't. Sometimes, it's never given a chance.

I lost all will to live the instant he told me she was dead. I loved her. I didn't know if I, to put it in child terms, like-liked her or not, but I loved her. If I could have gone back and taken that hit instead of her, I would have in less than a heartbeat. I couldn't comprehend the thought of Sabrina dying. She was my meister, the only person who had ever loved me despite my many, many faults. I had failed. I was supposed to protect her, keep her from harm, and I had failed, failed miserably. She was dead, and it was all my fault.

I kept rehearing her words in my head, hearing her voice playing over and over through my memories of that wonderful girl who was now dead. I heard her scream most of all. It wracked me to my very core, set the tears afresh, and felt like a knife through my heart. They buried her in the DWMA cemetery. She was among the honored meisters of the school. Some had died of old age. Some had died in sealing the Kishin all those years ago. Some weren't dead any more. I saw Sid's gravestone. I knew he visited it.

When they buried her, I was numb. I was torn apart by grief. I was in denial that she was dead. I knew that any moment she could pop right up from the ground, laugh in my face, tweak my nose, and say that I was an idiot for believing that stupid prank, and was I really that gullible? She couldn't be dead. Yet, she was. I knew she was, and everyone around me knew she was. Only years of practice putting on a facade helped me build those walls, enough to be able to say that I'd be okay. I thought I would be, maybe, someday. I wan't sure. All I knew was that, since she was gone, she'd taken my heart with her. I wasn't the dead one, but it felt so much worse.

My partner. Dead. My meister. Dead. Because of me. Those were my only thoughts. Each one was a stab in the chest, a pricking on my heart. I grew listless. I didn't eat. I didn't sleep. I refused to participate in classes, and refused to be given a new meister. They were in abundance at the DWMA in need of a weapon and some training. Some of them would be better than Sabrina. She wasn't exactly the best meister for battle. But she had been mine. And now she belonged to the spirit world. She wasn't mine any more, and I couldn't handle it.

I didn't leave that grave for weeks. Such nice things said about her. Her parents and siblings came, expressed their condolences. They grieved with me for a while. Her smallest brother had hugged me, crying and saying he thought of me like a brother. I responded not at all except for pulling the ten year old into a hug, sobbing with him, our tears mixing into the rain. Her friends came, said they were sorry, felt sorry for me. I slept there, what little I slept. I refused food and refused company, refused to talk or attend classes. People saw me. I heard the whispers.

Crazy and Lost it, Psycho and Off his rocker, Creepy and even Suicidal. I didn't care. I heard her scream. Over and again I heard it. I felt the pain of her slash and the stabs, self-inflicted. My pain. All mine.

"Solarus? You still here, man?" I groaned weakly. I had no desire to live. I wanted to die. Leave me alone.

"Solarus! It's raining out here. C'mon, you have to get inside before you catch pneumonia." Small, warm, calloused hands grabbed my arm, tugging me upwards. I groaned louder, resisting the touch. It was the touch of a meister. The callouses were in the right places, the voice was similar. I opened my eyes to staring Maka Albarn right in the face. Her green eyes were sad. Of course she was sad. Sabrina is- no, was- one of her friends. And I had killed her.

"Leave me," I whined. Maka snorted, looking over her shoulder to the white-haired weapon in the jacket.

"Soul, would you come help me?" The weapon nodded, walking over silently and grabbing me under the armpits. He hauled me up with little more than a grunt. I went limp and Soul grunted.

"Leave me alone guys."

"Sol, support your own weight you sad sack," Soul grumbled. I groaned, summoning energy enough to shake my head.

"Let me down and leave me be," I sighed. "I don't want to live any more."

"OI. Don't say that, you freakin' idiot. Here, we're getting you inside." He threw my arm around his broad shoulders and put an arm on my back. "Now walk," he commanded. Obediently, I set my feet on the ground. I put weight down, and immediately collapsed. I didn't have strength enough to support my own weight any more. It was a start. Soul had to drag me into the DWMA.

I felt cold. Extremely cold. I thought it had been the outdoors but it hadn't. I was cold everywhere.

"C-C-C-Cold," I muttered. Maka placed the back of hr hand on his forehead, then jerked it away.

"Solarus, you're burning up," she exclaimed. I coughed out a laugh.

"I know I'm hot Maka, you don't needa tell me," I slurred. She slapped me, tsking lightly to herself.

"Solarus, shut up, man. She's gonna Maka-Chop you next," Soul intoned dryly. My head was spinning. I was about to throw up. Oh man was I ever dizzy.

I passed out about when I stepped foot in the hospital.

I woke up maybe a day after in my room. Tsubaki-chan was looking down at me, and she smiled and called into the hallway when I opened my eyes. She asked me how I was feeling. I said terrible. She said that was to be expected, and that she, Maka, and Soul had been taking care of her and would until I was recovered. I fell back asleep.

I remembered. I remembered everything. I hated the world. So cruel, to take my meister from me, from her family, from the life she lead. I was pretty sure I killed some brain cells during that awful flu. Not that it mattered, I wasn't exactly genius quality anyway. But it didn't matter. I didn't want to do anything. I didn't want to. I'd gotten to the point where I didn't care anymore. If I lived, that was wonderful. If I died, even better. I really just didn't care.

It's a dangerous place to be, without interests. I was put on what basically amounted to house arrest by Lord Death. Sul was given leave fom his classes to watch me during the day and he made them up at night, when Tsubaki-chan and Maka came to watch over me. I felt almost bad, making them watch over me when all I did was blankly stare at the ceiling. I take it back. I did feel bad for Tsubaki-chan and Maka. Not for Soul, though. I appreciated Soul.

He brought me music. He'd said he was bored, and while I was all comatose-like anyways, did I have a piano? I jerked my chin towards the corner. Sabrina had loved playing the piano. She wasn't the best, but I bought her one anyways. It didn't matter to me. She wanted it, and so she would have it. That was kind of a life principle of mine.

But now she was gone.

I had no life purpose anymore. I sighed, closing my eyes.

And then he began. It was hesitant at first. Then it got better, and better, and better. It was fast and loud and angry and emotional and everything I loved. I opened my eyes, sitting up on my elbows and seeing the white-haired scythe slamming away on the keys and sending those chaotic notes spiraling and swirling through my mind. I supposed that was when it snapped in me. I would never "get over" Sabrina. But I could get on with my life.

"Soul-kun," I whined. Soul sat bolt upright, whirling around to face me, red eyes wide. I smiled at him.

"Can you get me a sandwich pretty please?" As Soul scoffed, saying he wasn't my manservant, I sighed. Music. An interesting concept. One I liked, one I liked very much.

Me: WHOO. Okay so that's my angsty chapter for Solarus. Yay. So Solarus is a bow and arrow weapon, which I thought would be fun to work with because ya know archery is boss. WELL FIRST CHAPTER. GO ME. Review please, thanks!