The Death Scythe watched from the spike above the courtyard. The sun blazed overhead, beating down on the new meisters and weapons gathering in front of the school. The man walked to the tip of the spike he was standing on, before looking down. It was a very long drop, almost unsurvivable. Almost, being the key word. The blonde stepped off the red protrusion, falling head first towards the ground. A storm of raven feathers erupted from his body, and a black double edged knife with a white hilt fell through the air. The knife blade stuck into the wooden stage in front of the class. Another burst of feathers followed as Raven stood to address the crowd. He brushed off his jacket as his eyes scanned the crowd. Those two still haven't found partners to stick with them? No matter, this year should be the one when they find a perfect match. He held a gloved hand up to his mouth, coughing to clear his throat. "Welcome, students, to the Death Weapon Meister Academy! Now, before we start, I will be splitting you into pairs as Meisters and Weapons. We've watched you for the week you spent at Death City to find the best partner for you, and I hope you all work well together in your assigned pairs." Raven pulled a piece of paper out of his jacket, before unfolding it and reading out pairs of names. The pairs had been made by studying each meister and weapon during their week stay in the city. Of course, one pair was because they wouldn't stomach anyone else. Hopefully their egos checked each other. Another pair was simply outcast time and time and time again. Maybe they would find a match in each other. The death weapon could only hope so. After pairing up most of the meisters and weapons, he spoke the last 4 names. "Hastings and Underwood. Hekateria and Faust. Everyone, meet up with your partner and await further instruction."