“Levi, come eat your breakfast! You don't want to be late for the first day of High school!” Leviathon's half sister yelled as she knocked on his door.

“Crap, did I oversleep again sis?” he asked as he got up and rushed out the door, putting one arm through his vest as he went.

“No, but you're lucky I woke you up, now come eat your coal!” she said
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Later on they walked up to the closest subway station illusion barrier, which was disguised as an old mineshaft that was ready to fall apart, and his sister hugged him. “Have a good time at the dorms! See you at the end of the year!”

Leviathon walked up to the entrance and took a deep breath. Turning to look back at his sister, he smiled. “Try not to have too much fun while I'm gone. And... y'know... thanks for taking care of me all this time since dad died.”

“I thought we agreed that subject was off limits, ya goober!” She said half jokingly as she flicked a stray cinder from her shoulder towards him. He took one last look back and walked through the Rocky mountains' barrier.
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Corry sighed as he trudged along towards the point on the map, holding onto his art supply satchel with care. As he finally got to the cave that supposedly looked like it dropped down to a point where escape was impossible, he gulped.

“Zey veren't kidding ven zey said it vas vell 'idden.” he said, his German accent quite clear to anyone who would have heard him.

“Vell... 'ere goes nussing.” and with that remark he jumped into the hole, only to land on solid ground as though there was no drop at all.

“First time going to school?” a kind voice asked him as he looked around in wonder that a whole subway station could exist in a cave. “Vell... yez... I suppoze zis is normal zen?” he answered.

“Then you might need to wear this. It's a translator bracelet. It will get rid of your accent and allow you to speak freely to anyone around the world without a mixup.” the elderly gentleman said, handing him the device. Taking it, Corry put it on.

“Thanks. I was worried I was going to have to learn French or Spanish or Japanese or something. So how long until the subway gets here?” he asked, now without the signs of German upbringing.

“About 15 minutes.” The man answered after looking down at his watch.
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“Excuse me, pardon me, coming through!” Samantha said as she hurriedly ran through the subway station. She had gotten there an hour earlier than necessary so she wouldn't have to deal with the crowds and had her translator bracelet on already, but that still ended up being the result. As she ran, she kept glancing around at all the supposedly “mythical” creatures such as herself.

“Sorry. Cyclops coming thwooooah!” she said, tripping over a tail of one of the Nagas. “Sorry... so sorry... didn't see you ther-oh. Hello Triston.” she said frowning. Triston slither up to her and wrapped a coil around her waist.

“Why the long face, darling? I thought you liked cuddling with me!” he said. Samantha wriggled free and said, “Don't make me file sexual harassment.” rather bluntly.

“Aw... that's cold, babe. You know I don't like the cold!” Triston said, wrapping his tail around her leg and trying to trip her again.

“HEY! Get your tail off her! If it's heat you want... TAKE THIS!” a third year student fire sprite said as he ignited the Naga's midsection. As the adults separated the two, Samantha quickly got on the Subway as it pulled up. Noticing a young boy sitting alone in the back of the first year subway car, she went over to him. As he raised his head up from his sketch he was drawing, she finally figured out why he was alone. A Dark Elf. Just great. What was next? Was a Demon gonna show up and cast her into hell or some crap like that? Apparently, the elf saw her processing the information and sighed. “Great. Another person who believes bloodline determines fate.” He rubbed his forehead and continued. “Do what you want. I couldn't care less if I got a black eye right now. Nobody respected me before. Why should they start now?”

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“What's your name?” Samantha asked. Better to make friends than be alone in the world, right?

The first year boy looked up from what he had returned to drawing, shocked. “Uh, Corry. You?”

“Samantha. So what are you drawing?” she asked sitting next to him. A ding was heard from the loudspeaker then. “Please take a seat and buckle up! We are starting our departure now. As we will be traveling through portals to get around the world, there are a few rules you must be aware of. One. Those who descriminate based on species will be stripped of their admittance to the Academy. Two. If you need to use the restroom, do so at the next stop, as doing so on the transportive subway would be disastrous and... you know what, I'll let you figure that one out in your head. Three. Dementors and Harry potter are human myths, so anyone believing that piece of glorified human feces is an absolute moron. Four, buckle up or lose more than a few bones from your spine. That is all.”

the two quickly buckled in and Corry shoved his artwork back into his satchel. In a matter of seconds, the Subway had arrived at the next stop.

“Now boarding the North American Rocky Mountains District.” the speakers blared.

Leviathon got on the train and was immediately pushed to the floor. “Dweeb!” a tree sprite mocked. “Can't back up your own powers! Pathetic, Halvie!” Leviathon frowned and got up, dusting himself off. “Your the one who picked a fight with me, so watch your back. Or does it give you wood to beat up first years?”

The Tree Sprite stopped in his tracks, turned to the Half Fire Sprite and said, “What? I'm sorry, could you repeat that in my good ear?”

Leviathon smirked. “What, do you have termites in your bad ear?”

“BASTARD!” the tree sprite yelled as he Punched Levi in the face hard enough to not only blacken his eye, but also throw him across the subway car into Samantha's lap.

“Hello! Are you an angel?” Levi asked dazed. Samantha sighed. “Great!” she responded sarcastically, “Another sexual deviant!”

“'Scuse me?” Levi said, still dazed. “The walking fir boy punched me! I didn't do nothin'. Honest!”

Samantha sighed and sarcastically said, “A badboy and a liar. Wonderful.”

The Subway car Lurched forward, and Levi flew backwards onto the back of the car, fracturing his right leg at the knee joint. As the Loudspeaker came on again announcing their arrival in Japan, he fell to the floor. “Medic please?” he drawled in a heap on the floor. Samantha sighed and bent down to help.

"Out of my way, abomination." Aenor hissed at the dark elf girl in front of him. She was blocking his way, as if she didn't know that he was of a greater race than she.
"Care to repeat that?" Sithra looked over her shoulder. "Do it a bit louder this time. I'd love to see a self-rightous prettyboy like you get in trouble with the school." She smirked and looked away from the light elf.
Just her luck to be stuck in the same subway station as one of them. Hopefully, she could just ignore him until they reached school. Sithra sighed, knowing that it was unlikely. She cursed fluently in Japanese, her native tongue, attracting a few odd looks from the others waiting at the station. The prettyboy didn't look like he understood her, though. Bonus.
Aenor didn't understand the dark elf's muttering, not that he cared. English was the only language he needed, and if someone else didn't understand him, well, that was their fault.
Just then, the train pulled in and the two elves boarded, making their way to opposite ends of the car. Now, to ignore each other for as long as possible.

In the furthest seat in the furthest car sat a hunched over figure. His hood was pulled up and a pair of obnoxiously large headphones rested over the fabric where his ears would be. In his hands rested a phone, which had a pair of thumbs darting across the screen faster than some could think possible.
He had arrived early just so he could be the first to get on to claim his seat. He had settled in and worked on building up an aura of 'stay away, no desire to talk to anyone' around him.
Nivaar took a fraction of a moment to glace up from his phone to the loud people entering the train, golden eyes narrowing slightly at the motley crew as they made it known their hate and disgust of each other. He smirked slightly before looking back down at his phone, taking discreet pictures, without flash, of the scene. Could be Photoshopped for blackmail later. Never knew when he'd need money, cheat-sheets, or someone to keep him entertained while he wallowed away in this forsaken place. He predicted he was at least twice the age of half the mutts he'd see in the school's walls and the only reason he was here because it was 'family tradition' to attend a place of study when one was nearing eighty. Had it not been the promise of lavish treasures of his choosing, Nivaar would have ducked out at the subway station and flown to Hawaii. At least the Fire Sprites there could keep his scales warm.

Lifting a hand to scratch at the mentally thought of scales around his left eye, the juvenile dragon tugged his hood lower once the itch had been scratched.

Nyra slithered her way through the entrance of the cave, hoping she wasn't late for her ride. She had her jacket and warmers on, so she was okay for a bit. Maybe she'll make friends with a warm-blooded creature. Nyra looked around at all the different people there. She moved onto the train, coiling up on a seat.

Aliaah fluttered through the crowd, trying not to get hit. Sometimes people didn't see her. She went through a checklist in her head. She had her translator on, which fit around her neck. She had her stuff in her bag. She had her hat, which she wore now, her horns fitting perfectly through the beanie. She zipped around the car like a hummingbird and perched herself on the back of a seat.

Jacinda stepped onto the train, looking at her phone. She had her wings folded around her shoulders, held together with the claws at her neck. She decided not to sit and just leaned against the side of the train. Jacinda preferred to keep to herself and kept her attention on her phone screen, playing Hungry Shark.

Settling herself, Sithra crossed her arms and leaned back, closing her eyes. She had no intention of starting a conversation with anyone near her; with her luck, they'd all be drow-haters. Drow was what she called herself, preferring to eliminate even the smallest connection to the light elves.

Aenor seated himself and put on his seatbelt. Now that the dark elf was far away from him, he relaxed and let a slight smile curve his lips. Perhaps the trip would be bearable.

Akane, purposefully being on the train early (There was no way she'd miss this!) was curled up in a seat checking everyone out. If she was going to survive the year she was going to need a few bodies. She had already been told about the entrance, but she couldn't help thinking they could have picked something more appealing. One of her favorite hobbies was people watching. Akane has always been picky about her bodies, if she didn't like them, she could just have them set on fire. A bit dramatic maybe, but it gets the job done.

She saw not a whole lot of people were in the mood to talk, that was fine In fact it made things easier. She thought the fire sprite would make a good body (How she refers to non-naga friends) he was even cute! but Akane supposed he wouldn't be in the mood for her harassment. She saw another naga slither into a seat. Well as much as I'd like to be friends, that shall have to wait. I've got to focus. And who should appear but an adorable fae dragon! Akane waved to her and said "Hey sweetheart!" then patted the spot next to her> "there's a spot right here if you don't mind joining me.~"

Aliaah smiled and fluttered over to the seat next to the naga. She curled her tail around her feet. "Hello! My name is Aliaah! It is my first year." She was excited someone wanted to talk to her. People usually mistake her for a bug. "How are you!"

Dante was excited to be going to school. He thought it would be a fun adventure, the next step in his life. It wasn't a great start, as when he got on the train many of the cabins were full and the ones that weren't had people who looked like they didn't want to be disturbed. Closer to the back, or maybe the front, this train seemed to go whichever direction it wanted, Dante found a cabin containing a fire sprite, a dark elf, and a cyclopes, which sounded like the beginning of a joke. "Um, excuse me?" Dante asked as he slowly opened the door, "mind if I sit here? I haven't seen much room elsewhere."

Although she appeared to be dozing, Sithra was alert to everything going on around her, listening in on conversations. That would help her figure out who was a potential ally and who was an enemy.

Aenor turned to the person sitting to his left. "Greetings." He said amiably. "I am Aenor. Might I have your name?"

Infernum lived for the thrill and normally only had a few close friends but here would be all new he new demons didn't have the best of reps people think i can just damn them to hell but it doesn't work like that but he wouldn't tell anybody different he thought it was hilarious how they reacted to him.As soon as he got to the station his first idea was to climb on top and just ride like that but he was not sure how well it would play out.""what the hell why not wats the worst that could happen!!"He climbed on top and made sure to zip his bag up after making sure his phone and headsets and charger were in there (for the only thing he liked more then a thrill was music) and held on as tight as he could digging his hands into the metal to stabilize himself"THIS IS GONNA BE AWESOME!!!

As the subway cars started to fill, Nivaar took more pictures. Names could come later, he was more interested in memorizing faces. AS he took the pictures, he made it appear as if he was just texting away like a mindless zombie. Some of the Naga and sprites peeked his interest, only because he knew they'd either provide him treasures or bling for the fires that rested in his belly. A trade he'd gladly make if the treasure was right. He was a dragon after all and he couldn't fill his 'cave' with hot air.

He clicked the many rings on his fingers against the dark red casing on his phone, faking impatience for a return text as he looked around the train with his full attention. His brow lifted at the Fae Dragon as she fluttered around, the desire to collect her like a pet cat causing him to smirk.

Maybe school wouldn't be so bad after all.

Akane smiled and said " I'm great! My name is akane and this is my first year as well. I'm hopeing to make some friends this year, you?"
SHe glanced up and saw Mr.hides-in-the-corner smirking at her new friend and she curled her tail protectively around her.

As people made their way onto the subway, a sharp, very offensive odor would permeate the air, causing everyone to cover their noses in disgust as they turned to identify the source of the smell. It wouldn't be long before all eyes would move to look at a strange figure walking over with what looked like a Coffin on his back. Actually, forget looked, that was a coffin on his back. It was about as big as he was, made from a strange, dull black metal. He was about 6'2, with filthy looking white hair, strange red eyes with black sclera, and wearing filthy rags that barely looked passable as clothing. He gave no attention to the stares given to him, simply walking on to the subway and ignoring the lady who tried to give him a translator, telling her he didn't need it in German, English, Japanese, Latin, Russian, Hebrew, and several other dead languages before walking by her.

He walked to the back of the cart next to the only other dragon who he could see on board, only to be stopped by a musclebound were wolf who was covering his nose and giving him an angry glare.

"Look Pu-" was as far as the boy got before the Coffin on the figures back suddenly morphed into a fist that sucker punched the wolf-boy straight in his face. It quickly reverted back to normal, and the white-haired man walked over the werewolf's unconscious form. He laid the coffin down next to the scaled boy, opening up to show a rather comfortable looking padded exterior.

"Hey Golden boy, wake me up when we arrive, okay, I'm taking a nap. Oh, and my name's Razor, if you care." Razor yawned as he climbed inside the coffin, giving the boy wave before shutting himself inside. Not long afterwards, snoring could be heard from within. HOwever, the young dragon would soon be addressed by a skull that seemed to have been fused into the coffin.

"Hey ya pretty boy, how old are ya? OLder than almost every else here, I can tell, but that doesn't tell me jackshit, now does? You have a name, asshat, or are you just going to stare like most dimwits seem to do when I start talking." The skull was ivory in color with glowing eye sockets that shifted colors every now and then, as they were currently an intimidating looking red, as he berated the young dragon. How did Razor and his skull know that the boy had dragon blood, simply, Razor could smell it and the skull knew whatever Razor knew, though neither knew why.

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Aliaah was glad to lend whatever body heat she could to her new friend. She nodded happily. "Oh, yes! I haven't really met a lot of people and I hope people will like me." She fluttered her wings a bit, adjusting them to a more comfortable position. Aliaah was oblivious to the other dragon.

Nyra looked over at the dragon, she could tell from the scales, wondering if she could use him for heat. Another person looked to sit down beside him, so she just watched for now.

Nivaar's features twisted in disgust as the smell reached his nostrils. He leaned as far from the dead-smelling thing as he could, glad he was not as sensitive to smell as the unconscious dipshit on the cabin floor. That had earned a few interest points for the coffin-napping fiend, but they were lost when he was ordered to wake him up. As if.

Nivaar had been about to plant a studded boot against the coffin when the skull caught his attention. He pressed two fingers to his lips, as if he were holding a joint and let puff out two orange smoke rings. They'd float towards the skull's eyes. "Seventy-Four, Buttercup." Nivaar had a rather deep voice that seemed to fit his appearance, despite the 'pretty boy' tag. He sniffed and looked back towards the cabin of the train. The skull had gained the Golden Dragon's interest, mostly because he always loved things that would sass back. Pushovers were boring.

At the sight of one of the naga looking his way, he winked to her before looking back to the SKull, "Treasures, Buttercup. Can't find them if I don't look for them."

Nyra blushed and looked away from him. He was a dragon, and most dragons were greedy. What did she have to offer? Yes, he would be the warmest body, but she couldn't give him anything. Her family was not the wealthiest. Nyra sighed.

Jacinda started to file at her stone claws. Gotta show these punks not to mess with her. She curled her tail around her leg so that it wouldn't be in the way of others.

Ian had gotten on the subway in the cave with several others, which had allowed him to witness the Light elf hating on the other dark elf present. While she went off to talk to others, Ian let a small smile crawl across his face as he turned his eyes on to the stuck-up snob. The asshole's worst fears would be opened up to him as soon as their eyes crossed, Ian's taking on a quick violet glow before he walked off. Aenor, however, would suddenly find himself trapped in his worst nightmare for what would be in reality 5 seconds, but would feel like an hour to him.

Turning his attention around the place, he zeroed in on a particularly attractive looking Gargoyle. He quickly walked over and gave a shining grin to the grey skinned female. "Why hello there, my Name's Ian, gonna be a first year, and my I be blessed enough to hear your name, and maybe your number while we're at it." He extended his hand in greeting, though his excitement also caused his tail to uncoiled around him, waving vulnerably in the air behind him in slow waves.

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"Keep calling me that, pretty boy, and I'll be sure to feed you your own goddamn spleen." The skull turned to look at the two the young dragon was looking at, noticing a Naga staring at him from across the way "Hmph, well looks like one of them will be an easy gain. Me, I'd rather find a girl that's a bit more a challenge and will really make me work for that ass, like the gargoyle that stupid demon is talking to. She looks like a really fighter, not to mention she's got one fine ass body." The skull let out a laugh before turning back to the dragon, it's eyes now taking on a sickly shade of green.

"Anyway, what do you know about this academy we're going to, the shit in the box and I are only going because we've got no place else to go. Oh, and sorry about the smell, fucker doesn't give a she about other people, and while I personally couldn't care less, I'm the one who has deal with him using me as a shield or weapon whenever he pisses people of with it. I honestly don't see the fucking problem, but maybe tat;s because I lost a nose."

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Jacinda smiled slightly at the demon. He was kinda cute. She put her nail file in her pocket. "Wow, you come on strong, don't you?" She took his hand, being careful not to scratch him. "My name is Jacinda." She grabbed his tail quickly, snickering.

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When the awful smell hit her, Akane decided to light her pipe up. She rummaged through her bag as she talked "Aliaah, I'm sure you have nothing to worry about!" Then she found the perfect cone. Dragons blood, HA! Akane kept talking as she lit it. "You are obviously sweet and non-judgmental, you'll have plenty of friends in no time!" She looked up at the dragon and smirked.

Aliaah whipped her tail around in joy. "Thank you! Oh, good. That should get rid off that awful smell!" She covered her muzzle with her claws, trying to block out the stench. A thought popped into Aliaah's head and she grinned. "Wanna see something cool?" She closed her eyes, concentrating. Her wings and the markings on her body began to glow and pale yellow.