-In Death City in the DWMA building with Lord Death-
"Finally!" Lord Death screamed at the top of his lungs, shaking the very foundation of the DWMA (Death Weapon Meister Academy), while looking into his world-viewing mirror causing Maka Alburn, Spirit Alburn (Maka's father), Professor "Franken" Stein, Soul "Eater" Evans, BlackStar, Tsubaki DarkArm, Justin Law, Giriko Saw-foot, Death the Kid (Kid), Liz & Patty Thompson, and Free the wolf-witch to run into the "Headmaster's office" (as Death is basically the Headmaster of the DWMA). Spirit, "Lord Death, what is it?" "Well, for a long time I have been watching over a girl named Armory, she is the child of Lily "Saw-foot" Evans, not in any way related to Soul, who is the daughter of Giriko here. Lily is long gone, died protecting her daughter Armory. Poor little Armory wasn't in my jurisdiction until now because she was only a witch, which both Lily and her husband James Potter were a witch and wizard, no they are not like the witches that you fight, they are, ahem, were a different kind of witch. But now she is in my jurisdiction as that her weapon blood from Giriko has awoken as of four minutes ago. She is an odd one though; she's three different weapons in one. She is a chainsaw, a guillotine, and a cannon, again odd but I do not care."
"Spirit! Stein! Go to #4 Private dr, Surry England and retrieve her now! I'm fucking tired of not being able to help the poor girl and save her from being used and manipulated by Albus Dumbledor! I will not allow the girl to suffer anymore!" Death said, looking at the shocked faces in the room, horror stricken in Giriko's case. Giriko, in barely a whisper asked, "Lily is dead?" looking horrified that his daughter had gotten married, had a child, was gone, and he never knew any of this until now. Death looked to at Giriko's horrified face a said, "Yes, she is gone Giriko. Fifteen years ago she died, in a way that I see as truly selfless, she was murdered protecting her only child by a man named Voldemort because of a fake prophecy between your granddaughter, Armory Giriko Potter as she was named after you by Lily, and himself.
After Lily and her husband's deaths that night Armory was left in the care of your step-daughter Petunia Dursley and was treated horrible by Petunia and her family for the last fifteen years. But as of four minutes ago where I could not help Armory as was in Lady Magic's jurisdiction and not mine, now since her weapon blood has awoke she is in my jurisdiction on the day of her birth, which was at mid-night. I have been watching her for years, hoping to save her from a fate I wouldn't wish on Asura. Spirit! Stein! Why haven't you left yet?! Waste any more time and I'll "Reaper Chop" both of you!"
The two men quickly did as told and left to retrieve the girl before Lord Death could carry out his threat, because to be frank, no one like being Reaper Chopped, and it had happened to both (read Spirit) of them too many times. Death once again looked to Giriko and quickly told everyone but Justin, Maka, and Free to leave. As they left the room Giriko fell to his knees and let out a keening wail as tears flowed from his eyes, morning his favorite child and pride and joy. All of his memories of his daughter flashing before his eyes.
Free, while he was not able to understand what Giriko was feeling, as he had no known family, walked over to his wailing friend and placed a comforting hand on Giriko's shoulder when, in a moment of needing comfort the most, Giriko turn to his friend and wrapped his arms around Free, wailing into his friend's chest. Maka, tearing up at the sight of Giriko losing his strength, asked, "Will she be okay Lord Death?" "If your father and Stein hurry up then yes, she will." Death responded, not taking his eyes off Giriko, a soft look adorning his skull mask-like face. 'Just now finding out that his daughter is dead and finding out he as a granddaughter must be hard and taking its toll on Giriko.' Death thought, thinking back on the time he met the recently deceased Lily Potter, thinking about how kind and sweet the woman was Justin, "Lord Death, you said that she was a chainsaw, guillotine, and cannon. How is that possible? I thought that Tsubaki was the only multi-weapon." "Ah, good question Justin, one I do not know the answer to. But I have reason to believe that it is because of her personality. The chainsaw for her bloodline and anger, the guillotine for her grief and despair, and the cannon for her short temper when angered. Now, you may think that the guillotine is just a symbol of death, but it is also a symbol of despair." Death said at the confused looks around the room.
Maka, "Oh, but what about her magic? What will happen to it?" "It will remain. She will always have her magic. But if she chooses to use it or not, that is her choice. Ah, Stein, Spirit. I see you were successful. Lay her down over there." Death said, pointing over to a bed that had just appeared out of nowhere to his left near Giriko and Free. Stein, who was carrying the girl, walked over to the bed and gently laid her down.
"Lord Death, this girl is lucky to be alive. She's severely malnourished, most likely has several broken bones, and 60% of her body is covered in bruising. How she is alive is a mystery. It'll take years to get her completely recovered, if we can. Oh, I can also tell that she'll never have a Meister unless it is you, Kid, or myself. Her soul waves are more chaotic than BlackStar's, not to mention that it is huge, her soul, it is almost as big, if not bigger, than Lord Death's." Stein said, looking at Death with a solemn, yet enraged look.
