Dear Aspiring Student,

We would like to gladly inform you of your acceptance into Liberty Academy. Your mastered ability has given us an interest in inviting you to this academy. We wish to only accept the best and brightest into our selective group. Do not worry about tuition, as the first year of your educational life is payed for by the US Government. Come during the spring, you will all be asked by a counselor of yours if you wish to continue your previous courses here, or change them.

We await your arival, and hope that you get some good rest during the summer.

Signed
Liberty Academy Administrative Team

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-Samuel Gray-

Sam stood outside the gates of Liberty Academy, letting a cool breeze blow by his face. "So this is Liberty Academy, huh," he said looking up at the gates keeping anyone from entering. Was he the first here? Was he too early? As he pondered these question quietly to himself, the gates slowly creaked open, allowing him to enter. ".... Maybe not," he said to himself, walking through the gates, dragging his suitcase. He took a look around the area, making sure to memorize his own surroundings. As he reached the doors leading to the academy, Sam let out a huge sigh, as if he had done the impossible. This place was one of the most prestigous academies in the world, and it did rival the best of the best. As he stared fervantly at the doors, he reached his hand out to the door. He then quickly yanked it opened, and dissapeared into the building.

"Ugh... Grah," Sam grumbled to himself, waking up in a random classroom. "... Wait a minute, where am I?" Sam pushed his head up from his desk, and shaked it groggly. He then took a quick look around the dull looking classroom. The desks were filled with fifteen other students other than himself, and there was a camera in the room. The classroom looked fairly normal, and he quickly pushed himself up from his seat, rubbing his head thourougly. "(Am I here at Liberty Academy?.. And are these guys other students?)" As he wondered to himself, he decided to lean on the door, and wait until everyone was fully awake.

"I wonder how long each of us have been asleep," he grumbled to himself, shoving his hands into his pockets. He shuffled them around, as it looked like he was trying to grab something. "(Weird, I swore my Cellphone was in my pants pocket.)" As he gave up his search, he decided to check his coat pockets, unaware of the other student that was nearly awaken. "(Here it is.)" Sam grinned to himself as he pulled his phone out. The battery was at 94%, and he had no signal what so ever. "(Well thats peculiar... Oh well, I must not be able to get any bars in this classroom I guess.)" As he shoved his phone back into his pockets, he quietly waited for the rest of the students here to wake up.

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-Charles Levingson-

"Oh.... Give...." The saxophonist mumbled to himself in his sleep. It sounded like he might of been having a good dream... Yeah, that. As he quietly snoozed his life away, he heard something that disrupted his slumber. As he annoyingly open his eyes, they came into contact with... A desk? "(What the heck?...)" Charles was confused at what was going on, and pushed himself up from the desk, taking a look around. The location he was in looked like a classroom to him, and he noticed another student was awake leaning on the door. "(Aw crap, did I fall asleep in... Class?)" As he finished his thought, he took a look around the classroom and noticed a few other people were fast asleep.

"Wow, lots of the girls here look pretty friggin' hot, especially the one egyptian looking girl and pink haired chick," he mumbled to himself, eyeing the two slumbering women. As continued looking at the different girls in the classroom, he formulated one opinion about the situation he was in - he was surrounded by a bountiful bevy of beauties before him... And some other guys. "(I am one lucky guy... Maybe the others can be considered lucky if they get any scraps... If I leave any scraps behind, heh.)" As he mused to himself, he decided to walk to the kid with a hoodie to see if anything else was up. "(Anyways, maybe this awakened kid knows what the hell is going on...) Heyo, dude," he said cooly to the guy leaning on the door. "Do you have any idea what the hell is going on?"

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-Samuel Gray-

"Eh?" Sam looked up suprised and the newly awakened student. He didn't expect anyone else to be awaken besides him at the moment, and he certainly didn't expect to get caught off guard by him. As he looked at the young man, he realized who he was immidietly. "You're.. Charles Levingson," Sam said, doing his best to keep his cool since he was sort of caught off guard. "Uh, oh anyways.. Sorry dude, I don't know what is going on. All I know is that I am in the same predicament as you and the others over there," Sam said, gesturing to the other students. "We should wait for them to wake up before we try figuring out whats happening to us."

-Kincaid Darkwood-

Kincaid was never one to be late. She arrived at the gates to Liberty Academy about an hour before she was supposed to be there. She looked up at the cloudless sky and let out a deep sigh. Why was she still going to school when she already had a career that paid well enough to let her live comfortably? It didn't matter, because the school knew too much about her anyway. She needed to kill the principal so that he didn't spill the information about her. She pressed a hand to the gate, and pushed it open. She walked into the school, and the world immediately went black.

it felt amazing to finally be asleep. Kincaid hadn't slept like this since she started her job. Unfortunately for her, the two men who had already woke up were talking too loud for her. She woke up with a quiet sigh, sitting up. She quickly moved her hand to the holster on her thigh where she kept her beloved knife. It was a crutch, but she liked to keep a weapon on her at all times. She didn't feel it, and her attention became focused on the two boys who were talking. She turned towards them, daggers in her eyes. "Mind if I ask why you two couldn't have kept your voices down? That was the first time I've slept peacefully in years."

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-Gracen Hale-

Gracen was passed out in the classroom. His tongue was poking out of his mouth, and he was snoring quietly. Embarrassingly, he was drooling on the sleeves of jacket. He was dreaming about hunting, but his dream was cut short. His eyes shot open. When he saw the desk, he sat up slowly, blinking to get his eyesight back to normal. He saw the two guys who were awake, and the very disgruntled woman. "Where are we..? And what's with everyone sleeping in class?"

-Briggs Haris-

Briggs arrived to the school earlier in the morning, before the sun even came out, he stood out side the gate gazing at the size of the school," Damn that's one bigass school." He commented on it's size and height, while he stood outside the gate he felt as if he wasn't alone, he quickly looked over his shoulder and wondered if someone was there only to see nobody, he turned completely around to look behind him, " Hello ?! If someone's out there come out right now, or I'll beat the crap out of you when I find you ! " Briggs yelled, Suddenly a dark figure appeared behind him and hit Briggs on the back of the head with a cudgel.

When Briggs awoken he had his feet up on a desk and his back was to the wall of a classroom full of people, he crossed his arms and left his feet up on his desk," Shit I shouldn't have came so early, they probably wouldn't have caught me with that shitty hazing move." He told himself, Briggs soon noticed some of the other people were waking up he figured this would be the best time to ask questions." Yo ! Any one else here wake up with a bitching headache ?! Or is it just me ?!" He asked as loud as he could.

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-Cleo-

Cleo was dropped off at the school in a black Suv, she got out of the large vehicle and got a good look of the academy, she silently admired it's beauty and waved the suv off to leave, she approached the already opened gates and walked into the school, and immediately got a splitting headache, it was as if someone just drove needles into her skull, Cleo collapse onto one knee and held her head in pain, then finally fell onto her back and passed out.

When she came to, she awoken like a zombie rising from a dirt nap, she groaned and cracked her neck, letting out a loud pop when she moved her head up and groaned again when she noticed that she was sleeping on a desk," Only westerners would have tedious classrooms, with queer sleeping arrangements for when the class becomes to boring." She spoke to herself. Suddenly there was a guy in the back of the classroom yelling to the front of the room asking questions,

Cleo got up and her joints popped one by one as she began to stand up straight and look over to the two guys that were speaking to each other and the other girl that just awoken, something about the girl seemed familiar but she didn't say nothing to her, she sighed and rubbed her right temple with her right hand recovering from her headache. " Only in western culture, would they allow him to do this." She mumbled, she commented on Briggs' yelling,

~Ashling McGuffin~

Her eyes slowly opened to be greeted by a muttering woman who looked fresh off the trolley from Fullofmyselfville and her very corny queenish attire. She raised her head, her curly mass of auburn hair falling over her shoulders. Her brown eyes glanced about the room. Other student seemed to be talking. What happened? Last thing she could remember was dragging her heavy suitcase past the gates to find a dorm as soon as possible. Yet clearly no one around seemed to know what was going on. From the two boys in front, one in the back and this pampered woman beside her. She quietly stood from her seat and took a look around. Oh... no... when she looked over she could spot another woman trying to get back to sleep and another boy asking where they were.

"I..." She began in her thick Irish accent. "I don't know. I just stepped off my plane from Ireland. I... Maybe this is some kind of... Surprise Orientation?" She shrugged, hoping that she could bring some light to the situation.

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/\Christian Urel/\

The young man stood from his seat in a start, as though he had just woken up. He rushed to the two boys in the front of the classroom and began forming quick signs with his hands, clearly attempting to communicate with them via sign language. His eyes were wide and his dark hair as a bit of a mess. He stood just above their height, as though he were a senior.

'Where am I?'

He tried to sign this to the two boys standing there, looking a bit frantic. His notebook... it was gone. Where could it have possibly gotten to?! Oh... this was such a hassle...

-Peter Schied-

Peter woke up with a start. The first thing he saw was the ceiling, which was weird in two ways. The last thing he remembered was that he had arrived at Liberty Academy, and was entering the gate. There wasn't a ceiling there. However, those thoughts quickly left his mind as the second weird factor about seeing a ceiling kicked in. He fell backwards in his chair, and gravity seemed to be pleased to help as Peter crashed on the ground. Peter lay there on the ground for a while, dazed and confused as he asked himself a simple question.

"Where am I...?" He mumbled to himself.

Peter sat up, deciding to observe his surroundings. The first thing he noticed were the other people. Some were sleeping on desks, as he had presumably been doing not too long ago, while others were up and talking. The ones that were up seemed to be just as confused as he was... well, that or annoyed. The second thing he noticed was that they seemed to be in a classroom of sorts. That must mean...

"Is this... Liberty Academy?" Peter blurted out.

Jassy Harime

"Oh god oh god oh god!" Jassy was running late. She forgot to lock the door to her hotel room. She was staying in a fancy hotel in America as she had been invited to an even more fancy school, but she was already running late on her first day. As she ran across the side of the road, the bus that she had previously been waiting for, had just flew past her. The tapping of her heels were in sync with her swearing:
"Shit shit shit shit- STOP STARING YOU PERVE!"
An old man had been driving suspiciously slow beside her, gazing at her and her bikini like get up. She addorned a pink leopard skined bra that was soft and fluffy, a pair of grey shorts hooked with robbins and a flashy belt. Not to forget her deep purple heels that fashioned three bows of a lighter colour up her foot.
After a few minutes she could finally see the school in her sights! It was there, growing ever taller as she ran towards it. No time for stopping she made amad dash for the entrence. Only to stop suddenly. It was if she had just ran head first into a brick wall. This numb feeling began to spread from her chest to all parts of her body. Her legs just gave in, she collapsed on the floor. With her last breath she whispered "And... I just got through the damn do-..."

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Kirali Kira

Awakening in a disturbingly shady looking class room, Kirali observed her surroundings. Fifteen other students, approximately five of them awake. It suddenly dinged on her. She had collapsed beforehand and was brought to this room. But why here? Not in the nurses office? And why with this ragtag looking bunch of people?
Before questioning them, she gripped the hilt of her sword. Nodding, she was glad it was still with her. Standing up her silver hair had been tied into one large pony tail, although she didn't remember tying it up, it was at the utmost convenience.
Turn her head to the awake students she raised a question.
"So, you lot, why are there plates of metal pressed up against the windows? We're in a classroom, not a prison cell... American schools are most strange..."

/Alvis Hazard/

Alvis stood in front of a large metal gate which shined with the reflection of the sun. Facing him was a school, and not just any school, Liberty Academy.

With his head hanging, Alvis said to himself with a calm demeanor "Bringing my long search to a close, I've finally found you" and with a sudden shock of energy, he lifted his head high and pointed towards the school, screaming at it "I know your true nature, reveal yourself!"

And just like that, the school began to rise, transforming itself as it began to grow mechanic limbs. Now stood before Alvis was no ordinary school, for it was the bandit outlaw from Dimension 21, codenamed 'Robo-Crusher'. Realizing Alvis had to match his foe, he called upon the power of Dandy. "BEAUTY, COMPASSION, LOVE, LETS GO! DANDY SYNCHRONIZATION!" shouted the man with his fist pointed towards the sky, as he grew almost 10 times in size, matching Robo-Crusher. "Your time of power has come to an end, baby. But before we get down and dance, how about you just give up now and save us the trouble?" offered Alvis, but before he could get another word out, Robo-Crusher gave him a strong left hook to the face. Alvis began to skid back, trying to regain his balance from the surprise attack. "So that's how you want to play it huh? Alright, game on baby!" and with a charge Alvis rushed towards Robo-crusher, tackling him like a football player. And so the epic fight was about to commence.

It would however, if it wasn't for the fact that people in the room began fighting, waking Alvis up from his sleep. He turned his head sideways, cheek on desk with the most hung over look on his face ever seen. "I'm in a classroom huh? I must've fell asleep during a teachers lecture. Hell to it, I'm going back to sleep, and this time brain, lets dream of some booty okay?" Alvis thought to himself. Halfway into a comatose state, it finally clicked in the numbskulls head. "Wait a minute, I even remember going to class" he said to himself, shooting back up. Taking a second survey around the classroom, he half the kids around him were still asleep, and the other half were just as confused as he was. "Either I just went to the most radical college party in my life or something real fishy is going on around here"

"So, you lot, why are there plates of metal pressed up against the windows? We're in a classroom, not a prison cell... American schools are most strange..." were the words said by a silver haired girl. Of course without hesitation, Avlis made his move. Leaning over towards the girl, still sitting in his hair, he put his elbow on her desk and rested his head on his hand and looked up towards her. "Hey baby, look on the bright side, if this is some sort of classroom prison cell, at least we can be trapped together right? Whadda ya', interes-" Before he could finish his sentence, his chair fell from underneath him, causing him to come crashing down too the floor with both his chair and his table. "D-don't worry, I'm all good!" he tried to mutter. Truly, this man was the embodiment of incompetence.

-Phoebe Intervention-

Phoebe stirred in her sleep, and her dreams were filled with the brightest jewels, most gorgeous men, and extremely generous pay checks. To her, it wasn't dreaming, it was more of a reality. Which is what surprised her when she woke up from her heavy slumber. Quickly, she sat up from the desk she was sleeping on, and blood rushed to her head. Woozily, she placed a hand over her forehead, and gingerly rubbed at the dull ache. Phoebe was awfully confused about her situation. First of all, Phoebe would never just take a nap in the middle of the day for no reason. She had a schedule to keep up after all. But that wasn't want startled her to the most. Phoebe couldn't remember how she got into the class room. In her groggy haze, she remembered arriving at the school in her luxurious limousine, as she always did when she went anywhere. Phoebe could even remember the smoothie she had in her hand when she stepped out of the limo, and into the bright, sunny day. All the fine details seemed clear, but she couldn't remember walking through the gate and into the school.

The subtle noise of chatter finally drove Phoebe out of her weariness. Phoebe arose from the uncomfortable chair, and wobbled a little as she placed her hand on the desk for balance. Everyone in the room seemed to be talking to one another, or still asleep. Did any of them remember what happened? She cocked her head to the side, and muttered to the people around her. "I don't suppose any of you have seen my purse..." She ran a hand through her silky brown hair before sighing. "Did the teacher confiscate it from me again? This wouldn't be the first time." Phoebe rolled her eyes. Definitely the last time... she thought, and her eyes glistened with zeal as a smile creeped along the corner of her face. She looked around the side of her desk, but couldn't find her purse anywhere. It was hard to miss, white with red dots. The dots of course were large rubies mined from the most beautiful ravine in Africa. It upset her slightly that it was absent, but she would find it eventually. Fortunately for her, the pockets of her (surprisingly) modest dress had her make-up, extra jewelry, and cellphone.

-Charles Levingson-
"Maybe, but I mi-" Before he could finish, another student ran up to the two boys, frantically making strange signs with his hand. He was a bit taller than the two boys, probably by two or three inches... Maybe more. He was kind of a giant to him, since both boys stood at a solid six feet. As the boy was doing things with his hand, Charles could only stare bewildered at the boy. "Is this guy speechless at the sight of me that he has to use, uhm... I know what this is called, I c-"

-Samuel Gray-
"Sign language," Sam cut in, finishing what he should of said. "The guy is either deaf or mute... I'm just going to assume its the latter." As he turned his head to face the giant, he studied his height, before speaking to the guy. "If you can hear my next statement, give me a thumbs up, ok? "Sam knew how to read sign language, the problem was he didn't know how to make the gestures to talk with them. "We are in a classroom, if we are at Liberty Academy, I don't know..." As he waited for the guy to respond, he noticed Charles walk off to go talk with another classmate, but he really didn't care. Sam just stood there awaiting the giants response.

-Charles Levingson-
As he heard the two, erm... 'Talk,' he noticed a few of the others were now waking up. As he watched them wake up, a few of them piqued his interest. The Egyptian lady looked pretty annoyed from the looks of it and decided to 'help' her. "Hey dude, can you stop your shouting, its kind of annoying some of us in here, I mean, some of the people sleeping here might need rest... You don't need to be so inconsiderate." As he spoke, he walked past Briggs, completely ignoring him, and focused his attention on the Egyptian girl. "Are you alright missy?" He smiled at the Egyptian warmly, awaiting her response.

-Kincaid Darkwood-

Kincaid let out an exasperated sigh. She truly was surrounded by idiots. Were these students truly the most gifted in the country? It made her embarrassed to be in the same class. She spoke up, and while she most definitely had a japanese accent, she was still understandable. "How dense can you all be? Of course this is Liberty Academy. We were all invited here, then we all wind up in the same classroom? If you think it's a coincidence, you're a bloody fucking idiot."

She walked to the one of the windows, lightly rapping on it with her knuckles. That wasn't a decoration. They were trapped here, without any information about what was happening. It brought a grin to the assassin's face. She honestly couldn't wait to meet the one behind this, and then rip his throat out with her hands.

-Gracen Hale-
Gracen stood up, stretching his arms. He pulled the knot on the string tied around his wrist, and quickly put it into his pocket. He groaned quietly, before sinking back into his seat. He looked around, and couldn't decide whether he should be nice to someone yet, or let this chaos play out. He did hear a girl ask about the steel plates, and he decided to speak up, his british accent thick. "Unfortunately not, miss. The schools I've attended in this country seem to encourage sunlight coming in."

Cleo grimaced at the boy that came her way," I'd like it if you didn't call me Missy westerner, I am a Queen." Cleo told the boy before she walked over to the boy that was waving his arms around in the air, she walked up towards the dry erase board that was in front of the class room and took a marker from the little holder at the bottom of the board and grabbed one of the boy's hand and put the marker into his hand," You may not be able to speak with your voice, but you can use what's around you to speak, use the board." Cleo told him.

Briggs got up and caught his balance, he looked at the guy that told him to be quiet due to the sleeping people, Briggs didn't like that guy's tone but he wasn't gonna try to fight him." Bro your really gonna try to pick with me ? Really man ?" Briggs sighed and looked at his watch looking at the time to see it was still pretty early," Come on man it's still early in the day, plus there isn't something right here, so waking these people up would actually be a good thing, don't be a prick bro."

/\Christian Urel/\

He visibly relaxed when he saw that his sign language was not illegible to everyone and quickly gave a thumbs up with a smile. He sighed in relief and began to sign more words.

'I am C-H-R-I-S-T-I-A-N.'

Spelling out a name was necessary for names or particularly strange words. He looked to the slightly smaller boy and grinned before sticking out his hand in wait for a hand shake. His hands had some graphite on them, odd considering he couldn't recall sketching anything before he stepped through the gates. Though, that didn't matter now. What mattered was finding out what the hell was going on.

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~Ashling McGuffin~

The practiced midwife rolled her eyes as the prima donna was hit on and went to the windows, near the boy that had claimed them to be reinforced. She knocked on the nuts and bots a few times, trying to twist them with her calloused hands, but to no avail. She sighed and pushed back from them, looking at the silver haired girl that was just hit on. "It won't budge. Don't suppose you've got some sort of wrench in your bloomers or nothin' then?"

-Samuel Gray-
Sam ignored the girls insults and continued talking to Christian "Oh so you are a mute then," Sam said, watching the taller boy make signs. As he did, Sam studied the fervently, "Christmas?... No wait, Christian, oh," he said, rubbing the back of his neck. He watched as the boy stuck his hand out, and noticed some graphite on it. He didn't mind it, as he gave the boy a firm handshake, before introducing himself. "Pleasure to meet you, Christian, I'm-"

-Charles Levingson-
"Ah, sorry Princess," he said cooly to her as she walked off. As the Egyptian walked off, another teen began to speak to him. "Hey, sorry, I was just trying to keep people calm, just in case anyone panicked," he said to the guy, keeping his facade up. "Also, miss... I honestly don't know why the windows are sealed tightly... Maybe its a-"

-???-
Before either one of them could finish, a shrill raspy voice was heard through the classroom. "Testing, one, two, three, is this thing on? Hold up let me che-" The voice was cut off mid-sentence before it returned momentarily. "Ah, good morning everyone," the shrill voice shrieked. "This is your dean speaking to you bastards, so listen up! Head to the auditorium immediately for your induction into Liberty Academy! Most areas have been sealed by yellow caution tape to help you bastards not go into the wrong rooms like idiots. That is all... Now hurry the hell up, I don't have all day!"

-Samuel Gray-
As the announcement came to an end, all Sam could do was stare at the intercom. "I guess we can save introductions for later I guess." Sam let go of the boys hand before looking at the other students. Some of them were still asleep, and might of missed the announcement. "You guys go on, I'm going to stay here to tell the others about the announcement... Jeez what a rude ass dean," Sam mumbles, as he walks over to a wall, leaning on it.

-Charles Levingson-
"Wow, this guy seems like an asshole... Jeez," Charles said, ruffling his hair. "I honestly do not like this guy, even if he is the dean... Who just calls their students bastards, I mean... Ugh." He just nodded his head in annoyance before turning his head to the others. "Well beauties and gents, shall we get this lame induction over with," Charles said walking to the door, opening it for the others.

-Phoebe Intervention-

Phoebe stood up straight as the announcement came on. The voice wasn't really what she expected, it honestly sounded like a child was on the microphone. How badly attended was this school if they're letting children run around managing the mics? Phoebe put aside her gripes with the school's current flaws, she didn't even want to think about how ridiculous it was the windows were barred up with metal. It didn't make much sense to her.

"Oh please, I shouldn't have to introduce myself. In fact, someone should be doing it for me." She scoffed in reply to Samuel as she made her way to the door. She glanced at him leaning against the wall. He didn't seem like much of a hot shot, non of these guys really seemed like much of anything. In the mixture of voices, however, she picked up someone speaking with a very thick British accent. It was familiar to her, and she scanned the room to try and figure out who it was. Unfortunately to no avail. Phoebe wasn't really interested in anyone else, except for that Cleo girl. Phoebe, though would never admit it, sort of liked Cleo's style. Not to mention her fierce attitude. It brought a faint smile to her face, and she winked to her on the way out of the doors.

-Kincaid Darkwood-

Kincaid couldn't help but laugh at the announcement. She loved being right. She backed away from the window, and looked around at the students. She didn't bother saying anything. The laughter faded to a huge Cheshire cat grin. She didn't know what was going to happen, but she knew that whatever it was, was about to start. She walked over to the midwife, chuckling. "Hon, let's just go meet the dean. I doubt he'd let us out this early."

The assassin didn't wait for an answer. She walked towards the door, and pushed one open. She slipped out of the room, the silence in the halls like music to her ears.

-Gracen Hale-

Gracen went stiff. He didn't know what the dean wanted, but he really didn't want to go. He took a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves. He bowed deeply to the young woman with silver hair. "If you'll excuse me, miss. I'll be going out to the gymnasium. Would you like me to take you with you?"

Briggs went silent when he heard the the announcement and when they were told to meet in the auditorium, he shoved his hands into his pockets and followed behind the weird chick with the hat and odd dress, he followed behind her quietly, he didn't care about being called a bastard because he's been called way worst," Hey if you don't mind me askin' what's with the hat and odd get up ?" Briggs asked Kincaid curious of her funky style.

Cleo listened carefully to the announcement and thought that the head of the western school was quite odd to insult their students that attended the school," That announcement was very off, I don't understand these bizarre customs that you have here in the west, but I do not think that the head of the school's staff, insult their student body." Cleo told Samuel," I do not wish to yet make an excursion to the auditorium, I would rather not have to repeat myself on telling everyone who I am." Cleo leaned on the dry erase board and felt the cold board on her bare back and a shutter went down her spine, she crossed her arms while she waited.

Phoebe stepped out of the cramped, noisy room, and out into the desolate halls. The architecture was finely crafted, and it gave Phoebe some hope that maybe this school wouldn't be as dull as it seemed earlier. Her head turned slightly as she heard Cleo say something else, and she accidentally bumped into Kincaid. "Hey-" Phoebe started, but then stopped when she saw the fine woman. Oh my, she looks fabulous... she thought as she stared at the woman. The fair girl's outfit was a beautiful black, and the lucious roses on her gown almost made Phoebe envious. Phoebe of course was going to chew the woman out for being in her way, but she quickly recollected herself after seeing she herself was a woman of stature.

"My, don't you look nice. I apologize if I got anything on your dress." Phoebe said with a smile as she inspected the dress with her eyes. "Did you make it yourself?" Phoebe questioned as she put her hands on her hip. Her smile was child like, and her eyes curious.

-Charles Levingson-
"(Well, I guess she isn't going to come along with the others then,)" Charles thought, sighing to himself. "(If that's the case, then I guess I'll take my leave then.) Well, seeya later everyone, and Princess Pulchritudinous." Charles gave the remain students a quick grin before heading out with the others. He quickly left, letting the door slowly close, with a click.

-Samuel Gray-
"Seems he is trying to be a bit flirtatious from what I can tell," Sam said to Cleo. "I will admit you are pretty, but flirting isn't going to get us anywhere at the moment," he said turning his head. He leaned his head forward, and quickly took off the hood obscuring his face before letting his head rest on the wall again. "Anyways, yeah, the announcement was way off... No deans here in America would ever insult their students." As Sam said this he took a look at the intercom. "Well, they wouldn't insult their own student body anyways," Sam mumbled to himself.

As he quietly contemplated to himself about the situation, he decided to take a look at the steel plates. He quickly pushed himself off the wall, and walked towards the sealed window. He quietly loooked at it, before tapping his knuckle on it. "Tch, this stuff is actually real," he said, chuckling a little. "I wonder if they did this with all the windows in the school, because they look like they are sealed pretty tightly." He grinned to himself slightly, before dismissing that thought. There's no way all the windows in the school were sealed off, that's crazy.

-Charles Levingson-
"Uhm..." As he began walking down the hallway, he noticed a lot of the windows here were sealed with steel plating. "This is kind of wierd...Hey, wait up you guys," Charles said, jogging towards the lady with the weird hat and some rough looking dude. As he approached the two, he could only say one thing to the woman. "What's up with that gettup; are you trying to look like a beautiful, pristine lady to get guys attention? If so, you really do look very lavishing, mi'lady, but I'm sure you would look perfect in anything you would wear," he said, grinning slightly.

-Kincaid Darkwood-

Kincaid turned to face the large man, and chuckled. She had to stop herself from reflexively attacking him. "Well, if you must ask, it's because unlike the uncultured swine of this country I'm able to afford fashionable dress. Now if you'll excuse me." She quickly turned back around, walking away from Briggs hastily. That was when she was run into by Phoebe. She sighed loudly, looking up. If she had to chew out another student, she'd snap.

It surprised Kincaid how polite the woman was. She smiled, and shook her head. "Unfortunately, I can't take that honor, my dear. It was the last custom order from Loulou de La Falaise made before she passed away. It cost a small fortune to get her to design it for me. Of course, it was nothing for how much my job pays." Kincaid laughed quietly, unable to hide the grin on her face. They'd find out soon enough what she did.

To her dismay, she heard yet another voice. He was spouting flatteries at her, and the response she had was a loud groan. Her movements were second nature to her. On the next step forward she turned, driving her fist into Charles' stomach with force that one wouldn't expect from her frame. She grabbed his chin in the same movement, not giving him a chance to move. Her face was cold, nothing showing except a cool hatred. "If you flirt with me, I'll break your ribs. Do I make myself clear, you filthy pig?" She let go of his chin, and stood upright. She turned on her heel, and then continued walking towards the gym.

Upon arriving at the school gates, Komari laughed out loud. "WAHAHAHAHAHAHA! So this is where I have been summoned! I, the Great Alastrine, The Greatest Elementalist ever has been called upon this school, Liberty Academy, and save it!!!" Her voice was loud and could be heard from afar. Although normally she would get many stares, it seemed no-one was around. She was used to getting stares, so she felt a little awkward without them for once. "It is time! I WILL TAKE THIS SCHOOL AND SAVE IT!!!" She exclaimed, taking a step through the gates, before her vision blurred and everything turned black.

Once her conscience came to her, she was still lying on her desk with her eyes closed. She couldn't figure out how long she was out for. Jumping up, from her desk, her chair flung into the wall behind her. Komari was situated in the back corner close to the window/steel plates. Immediately yelling out, "An enemy attack!?", as she jumped, she looked around the room. There was two students leaning on the wall, a male and a female, talking to each other, a few students were still asleep. Also a giant of a man who was not far from where the two who were near the wall. There were also a couple of others sitting around or standing. One of which had silver hair. She looked like someone she knew of. Hailing from Japan, she had read news of different sports and other things from Japan. The girl with the silver hair looked like someone in one of the photos, Komari was sure of it.

The room was dark and desolate, but designed architecturally quite well. I don't remember anything ... did I fall asleep? she thought to herself. "Was there an enemy attack? A sleeping spell perhaps?" she continued to exclaim looking at those who were sleeping. "Damn it, my powers aren't made to fight against status affects!" Komari then started to express a shocked face. "Wait .... I don't feel them! My powers!" Her imagination decided that her powers had been sapped from her, so she was going to be unable to use most. "Is it due to these plates?" She turned to the window/steel plates. Taking a couple of steps towards the window/steel plates. She let her feet drag slightly, to generate a static charge. Reaching out with her right hand, she got zapped. Pulling her hand away. "Curses! To be imprisoned right after entering, what a careless mistake I have made!", grabbing it with her left hand, she acted like she was in agony. She started to laugh softly. Her laughter became more became louder, "So be it! I will accept the challenge! For I am the Great Alastrine, The Ultimate Elementalist ever!"

Now then, what exactly is going on around here. The others don't seem like they know what's happening either, and it's strange that there are no windows. she calmly thought to herself, as she spoke. Turning around to the others in the room, "Um... so ... exactly what is going on here?" she asked in a calm and composed manner. They are probably going to think I am crazy or have multiple personality disorder or something like that Komari sighed mentally.