Giriko stood, with some help from Free, and walked over to the bed. When he finally got a look at his granddaughter his calm brown eyes widened in shock. She looked almost exactly like his beloved Lily. The girl had long, full, shinny, smooth black hair with red highlights here and there that, when she was standing, reached to just kiss the ground with its tips, she was about 4'11 to 5'0 in height and was angelic in looks aside from a few strands of hair that spikes up like a series of blades like Giriko's own and sharp dainty canines, more like fangs, that just poked over her bottom lip. Spirit, placing a hand on Giriko's shoulder, said, "Giriko, you are a lucky man, if your daughter looked anything like your granddaughter." "Yea," Giriko said, pushing a few strands of hair out of Armory's face, "she looks just like her mother. Lily was earther-real in looks as well." Free, "Giriko, are you alright? " "Yea, I'm fine, just wanna kill the ones that think that they can hurt my granddaughter and get away with it." Giriko said as a moan/whimper came from Armory.
-Armory pov-
As I woke I felt soft sheets underneath me, the knowledge spooking the hell out of me as I shot up. Looking around the room I say a man from a picture of my mom that I found in the Dursleys' attic from when she was six, a goofy looking Grim Reaper, six other men, and two women. "Where the fuck am I and you!" I pointed to the man from my mom's picture, "Why were you in a picture with my six year old mother!" I yelled, the man stared at me for a moment before laughing, "Ha-ha, oh man, you may look like my daughter but you have my vocabulary and attitude." I let off a confused 'huh?' when the reaper said, "He is your mother's father, Giriko Saw-foot. He had no idea that Lily had been killed for if he did he would've taken you in long ago. Petunia never saw fit to tell him that Lily had died. Giriko is Petunia's stepfather and she resents him for "replacing" her father." I looked to my "grandfather" and took in his appearance. Giriko was wearing a white sleeveless collar shirt, brown Enchanter's gloves that extend halfway between his elbows and shoulders with the cuff folded over with a gear on the back of his hands, several piercings, black boots, blue-green jeans, a simple chain necklace around his neck, a belt with pouches around his waist, and a fur-trimmed jacket. He had sharp shark-like teeth, calm brown hair, calm brown eyes, and bland tan skin like my own. I could see the family resemblance instantly.
"Hi," I said, slightly afraid that he'd be like Petunia. "Why so shy all of a sudden?" Giriko asked as he gained a knowing look before continuing, "Armory, I'm not gonna hurt my own flesh and blood. I promise that I'll be there for you now. I'll teach you to fight back. You are my granddaughter, and no one gets away with harming my kin." and with that he quieted my fears and my mask broke, all the years of pain, loneliness, wishing to be wanted, wanting to be loved, cherished, protected, cared for, wanting to cry in pain. My mask broke at once and the tears flowed from my eyes as I launched myself at Giriko and cried into his chest.
-no pov-
As Armory cried in Giriko's arms he looked to Death with murder in his eyes. After a few minutes Armory calmed down enough to stop crying, though she still trembled slightly, and talk. "So, uh, *sniff* why did you bring me here?" Armory asked, sitting in a chair that Kid had provided. "Because, I have been watching you for a while. But was unable to interfere. When, while you were asleep in your "bed", you turned into your weapon forms and fell into my care. Albus has no say over me, Lord Death. By the way, cute joke. I believe that it was, "I don't know why I'm alive Weasly. But I believe that Death and I seem to have a permanent restraining order on each other." We do not, in fact, have a restraining order on each other." Death said as Armory turned a very interesting shade of red that put her mother's hair to shame.
"You were watching my every movement?" She asked, stuttering while Spirit, Maka, Soul, and Giriko (who were closest to her, all within ten feet of her) slowly backed away from the ticking time bomb named Armory Giriko Potter. "Yes" Death said, oblivious to the danger, which caused her to snap. "YOU PERVERT! HOW DARE YOU!" Amory screeched, turning into her cannon form and firing magic out of her barrel at Death. Death, realizing his mistake, took cover saying, "Not when you were doing personal business! Just your day-to-day life!'
Armory stopped, her agitated voice resonating from her barrel. "Do you swear upon your soul, pervert." "Yes! I would never spy on a lady like that!" Death cried, making a note to himself. 'Never say that to a lady weapon unless you are specific on the day-to-day life and not personal business. Lest ye be called a "Pervert".' Death thought to himself, breathing a sigh of relief as Armory changed back into her normal self and apologized for the miss understanding. Giriko, who been holding in his laughter, laughed long and hard at the scene. Justin walked up to the embarrassed girl and said, "Hello Armory, I am Justin Law, your grandfather's rival. I am also a guillotine weapon like yourself." He said bowing and kissing the back of her left hand.
Armory blushed crimson and said, "H…hello Justin, May I have my hand back now?" Giriko, who'd stopped laughing when Justin kissed Armory's hand, grit and ground his teeth stomped over, and grabbed Justin by the scruff of his neck, lifting Justin off the ground, "Remember father," Giriko growled and called Justin by the nickname he had given him, "that she is my granddaughter and in her father's place, I will kill you if you hurt her." Justin nodded, realizing quickly that Giriko was serious, and he planned to make sure that he'd make up for not being there for Armory when said girl screeched, "Where are my belongings!" Death, pointing over to Stein and Spirit who had the girl's things, said, "Over there with Stein and Spirit, though I do not know where your owl Hedwig is."
A white owl flew in through an open window at her mistress' call and landed on Armory's shoulder. "Hedwig!" Armory cried, relief filling her at the arrival of her avian friend, and pulled the owl off her shoulder and hugged her while the owl preened under the attention. Armory walked over to Spirit and Stein and pulled out two wands from her trunk. She looked at one of the wands with fury in her eyes and snapped it, snapping the red and gold feather within as well. "Since Dumbledor cannot touch me anymore I will not use that stupid thing anymore, I'll send it back to them with an apology to Fawkes about his feather, he'll understand why I did so. Never felt right anyway." Armory said while waving the second one, causing black, red, and gold sparks to fly out of the tip and causing the shadows in the room to move to her where they danced around her and Spirit, who felt cold suddenly at the power display. She sighed happily and said, "Much better." Death, "Was the other wand a Holly and Phoenix feather wand?"
"Yep, never worked quite right though. This one in my hand is bark from the Ebony Tree of Death on Azkaban Island and a Dementor spinal column for the shell and the core is, well, complicated. It's the blood of a Razor Dragon, fang of a Chimera, stinger of a Manticor, the venom of a Basilisk, talon of a Thunderbird, heart of a three thousand year old Hydra, and the beak of a Threstral. Perfect for dark magics, defense, and a few other things." Armory said with a small smile to Death who let out a low whistle at the list of items, and slightly proud that quite a few creatures of death were in her list and that he'd always be able to help her no matter where she was because of the wood in her wand.
"My, my, aren't you a powerful girl. By the way, you have two out of three of my Hallows. The cloak and stone I believe, but where is the third, the Elder Wand?" "Albus has it, you can the other two back, I don't want them." She responded, pulling the cloak and stone out of her trunk and holding them out for Death to take. "You could have brought them back." "But they are at piece Death, I couldn't. Besides, the stone doesn't even really bring the dead back; it's all just an illusion." Armory said with a bright smile as Death took the two items from her hands. "You are correct, though I'd love to know how you figured it out." Death said with a questioning look. "Easy, the dead are just that, dead. They are gone, whether it be before their time or not, and cannot be brought back. To even try doing so is wrong and immoral." Armory said in a wise tone. Death nodded, amused that a fifteen year old girl was able to figure out what thousands of others were unable to get. "It is funny that a fifteen year old was able to figure out what thousands of others were unable to get through their thick heads. Not to mention ironic." Death said with a chuckle. Giriko, "Well that's dandy and all but she needs a place to stay and so do I, I refuse to allow her anywhere near Stein's lab, no offence, and I'm tired of staying there, again no offence." Stein, "None taken, also there are the abandoned apartments on Sunrose Dr. there is more than enough space for them and others if there are any loyal to Armory to stay. After we clean the place up a bit it'll be perfect." Maka, "Then we'll get to clean the place up, after all, there is no reason for us to make Giriko and Armory do all the work themselves." Soul, "Yea, that'd be a totally uncool thing to do." BlackStar, "A man as big as me always helps those who need it! Yahoo!" Tsubaki, "BlackStar is right." Kid, "Besides, it'll give me the chance to make sure the building is symmetrical." Liz, "Kid, you and your symmetry are getting annoying." Patty, "Yay! Yay! Yay!" "Question, anyone have a hair tie or ribbon?" Armory asked, holding her floor length hair in a high ponytail with one hand." Death made a black hair ribbon with a skull embroidered on it to her and she responded with a "thanks" while Giriko helped her tie her hair up, the skull in the center of the ponytail, causing her floor length hair to change to ankle length. She made a mental note to herself to find someone to braid it later. She then looked to Death with a curious gaze and asked, "Think you can change these rags to something that fits?" Death nodded, a wicked glint in his eye sockets, waved his overly large hand over her, and the rags, which were Dudley's old clothes, to change to all black leather. Armory's shirt changed to a leather vest-like shirt, pants to mini-shorts, shoes to black combat boots, black enchanter's gloves like Giriko's without the gear on the back of the palm, and a black leather choker with a wicked looking skull in the center with a snake coming out of the mouth, basically the dark mark but more wicked. Armory looked at her appearance and said, "Nice, defiantly my style. By the way, the dark mark?" giving him an incredulous look. "Yes but this "dark mark" will attack enemies that are to close. The serpent is actually a young basilisk that can leave the choker and grow to 200 feet right now but will get larger as it ages." Death said, proud of his little creation. Armory nodded in understanding running her fingers along the spine of the snake. It fell off of the choker and grew to its 200 ft. length while coiled. ~Hello mistress~ the great serpent said, bending its head to look Armory in the eye. ~Hello beautiful, what is your name?~ Armory asked, placing her hand on the snout of the serpent, shocking everyone else with the hissing sound she made. ~Giri, my name is Giri.~ ~Do you know English?~ Giri nodded and said, "Yes, I know English mistress." rubbing her snout against Armory.
-Armory pov-
Turning my head to Death I said, "I love her." flashing a smirk with my fangs showing. "Armory, how do you have fangs?' Maka asked from my left. "Oh, those? When I was nearly killed by a Basilisk my second year of Hogwarts they grew. I think they are a side effect of the Basilisk's venom running around in my veins. Funny thing is, the tears of a Phoenix won't destroy Basilisk venom, just merge it with the blood. Hell, I can even inject my own venom into others, yes Stein, I make my own venom. I'll give you a sample to study if you have a beaker I can use to milk the venom out." I said with a grin, there was no way I was gonna tell him I had three different types of venom because then he'd ask for all three, I know his type well. Stein handed me the beaker and I sunk my fangs into the plastic covering and I felt the weakest of my venoms enter and leave my fangs, filling the beaker with three inches worth of venom. I slid my fangs out of the plastic and handed the beaker to Stein who had a look of pure glee on his face. "Have fun but do be careful, the venom can be absorbed through the skin. If it is then it starts to kill off the surrounding tissue in the area of absorption." I said while Stein took notes in a notepad on the venom. Stein, "How did you hide your fangs from Albus and everyone else?" "Oh, they're retractable, but when I sleep they pop out so I need to retract them every morning. Just haven't had the chance to." I said, proving my point by retracting my dainty, inch long fangs that just poke over my bottom lip. I then looked back to the others and said, "Well, let's get started on those apartments and stop gawking at what I can do shall we? They aren't gonna clean themselves ya know. Sides, I like fixing and cleaning things and we have no idea on how long it'll take to clean the apartments." Pulling my toolbox out of nowhere I set it down on the ground and one of my small golems crawled out of a door on the side of the toolbox. It squeaked and mumbled while reaching for me. The golem was mouse sized and looked like a head carved out of stone on a body make of cloth. I smiled and bent down to pick the little one up and held it close to my chest. "A golem?" Death asked curiously. "Yea, I've been making small ones for four months now. This is the first one I ever made." I said with a blush while Giriko shook his head and said, "More like me than I thought." The golem, Zon I called him, buried itself further into my chest and whimpered, noticing the others in the room. I pat it's little head and placed it back in my toolbox and gave it a candy mint to which it squeaked happily. I picked up my toolbox after I closed it and we all left for the apartments.