Liz held her letter tightly. She was thrilled and scared about this opportunity. She had to steal money and run away from home to get here but she was here now. She looked at the huge building from the cab. She paid the cabbie the last of her money and climbed out of the car. She had nothing but the clothes she had on. She hoped this was the right place. She slowly started making her way up to the door.

George walked up to the huge building with just a small camping backpack and a dingy Baltimore Ravens cap on her head. Her face was filthy, her hair was unbrushed and outgrown, her jeans were torn, and she didn't seem too happy about any of that. Between strides along the curb of the old road, she straightened her cap and pulled the straps of her bag forward from her shoulders. She'd been walking for what felt like forever.
Looking around, she realized how far she was headed from the highway she started from. George withdrew a crumpled envelope from the pocket of her jacket and checked the return address; she was getting close. Looking up, she could see a massive white building with huge windows. She picked up the pace.

A horse with a bag around its neck trotted along the road as it came up to the huge white building. Taking sight that said horse was not alone, it turned from the huge animal to its normal form. A girl with hair dyed blue,red glasses, and a grey jacket covering a bit of her cyan tank top with an 8-bit alien from the old arcade game Galaga. The girl took her letter from her bag and read through it before looking up again and saying,"Yep, this is the place."noding as she put the letter back. She then made her way inside.

A shiny black, expensive looking car pulled up a ways from the school, a chauffeur exiting the driver's seat to open the back door. A girl stepped out from the lush leather interior of the car, overly long shiny brown hair pulled back into a neat braid. Large, puppy dog eyes scanned the surroundings as she clutched her beige satchel to her chest nervously, tucking a few stray pieces of pretty locks back behind her ear. "Right here is fine, Geoffrey, thank you." The elderly man looked skeptical, but walked slowly back around the front of his car and drove off in silence.

"I watched every high school movie I could. I read multiple books on it. I should know what to do... I hope." Hesitantly, the girl reached down to fix her black thigh highs, which even one probably cost more than a normal child's entire outfit, before starting up to the school doors with her heart racing. She was dressed in the stereotypical schoolgirl outfit: white button up, red tie, plaid skirt. Also from all of her 'highschool research.' She knew full well this was no ordinary school, but was probably similar... Right?

George stepped off the curb and into the grass as an expensive black car passed her. She watched it stop in front of the glassy white building and saw some old guy let a girl out of it. She was out of earshot of them, but could see the girl quite easily. She was wearing a stereotypical schoolgirl's outfit, and was clearly a few years younger than the shaggy 19 year old. George snorted; surely this place didn't have a uniform, and surely this wasn't just going to be another high school? She went through that once, and wasn't about to do it again.
By the time she got to the door, the others had already went inside, so George followed their lead and went inside as well.

Liz swallowed as she saw the others go inside she was nervous about this whole thing. But it seemed like the best way to start her new life. The sign that showed up on her arm looked like a tattoo but she knew it wasnt. It had changed everything. She had done something she never thought she would be able to. That had been enough for her to follow the instructons in the letter she got.

"Welcome. I am glad you were able to make it. We have lots to discuss. Come in. I will explain. What I can." Zodiac greater them.

George looked Zodiac over with a critical eye. He seemed a bit too normal, she'd been expecting someone much more eccentric. His normalcy was a bit disconcerting to her; he had to be hiding something.
"Who are you, why did you summon us here?" George asked, taking a step away from the group and toward Zodiac.

@ladyanglaise
"My name is Zodiac. I wrote you because I know about the signs that you have received. These symbols come with powers and I can help you learn to control them. What you have experienced so far is just the beginning." Zodiac explained as he headed down the hall.

The brunette frowned uncomfortably at 'Zodiac's words. She had been far enough away from the group of her peers, but still in range to hear what he was saying. My powers... Does he mean—? Her thoughts trailed off as she glanced down at her hands, currently clutching her satchel close. The girl's lips thinned into a tight pout, she hesitantly following after Zodiac along with others, keeping her distance and her head low.

This really was no ordinary school.

Liz bite her lip uncertainly. So they were different now? She had been feeling different since the odd tattoo showed up. But she hadnt noticed anything super different. She didn't feel stronger or faster. As far as she knew there was only one thing that was different. Something she didn't really understand. She wondered what the others could do.

George shoved the envelope back into her pocket and followed Zodiac. She was still frustrated, but she knew that her only choice was to trust this so-called Zodiac. He clearly knew something that the rest of them didn't know. "What is this place?" George asked, looking around as they walked.

@ladyanglaise

"This is a facility that I designed for you and the others that have recieved the Zodiac symbols. It will protect you and the others. Come I will explain. There is alot you need to know." Zodiac explained as he lead them down the hall to a large metting room. There was a large table with a several chairs around it. There was food and drinks on the table. "Please have a seat. Feel free to help yourself."

@KatherinWinter

George was about to respond to Zodiac, but she hadn't eaten since yesterday. Famished, she filled her plate with as much red meat and pasta as she could manage.

@ladyanglaise@Cherrywitch@UnknownScarlet4
"The symbols have been around for centuries. They have selected individuals to use their unique powers. These powers were created by a superior being to help protect the universe from a dark power. They had moved from planet to planet and plain to plain where they are needed. Apparently Earth needs them now." Zodiac explained.

The brunette girl spoke up, crossing her arms firmly. "What? That doesn't even make sense. Superior beings giving us powers? Doesn't that seem far-fetched?" As usual, Eloise was the voice of reason, the first to call out something that didn't add up. Her logical mind was already trying to see if there was some hidden meaning, or something else, behind his words. There is no way he is stating the plain truth, it simply doesn't make sense!

@katherinwinter

@KatherinWinter
George set her fork back onto a plate baked ziti and gave Zodiac a cynical look. "So Jesus gave us super tattoos? For the greater good?" she asked cynically, taking another bite. "And what exactly is the greater good? Why did this happen now, and why to us? And what are you going to do about it?"

@ladyanglaise@Cherrywitch@UnknownScarlet4
"No Jesus didn't have magic powers. Atleast as far as I know. The bring I speak of is much older the Jesus. It may sound far fetched but do you have another explanation for tatoos that appeared suddenly and all the things you can do now that you couldn't do before?" Zodiac explained.

@KatherinWinter

George shook her head. "No, I can't explain it, but I want to do something with it." she replied, setting her plate aside. She had kind of been joking around before, but she could tell now that humor wouldn't get her anywhere with this guy. "What's your plan?"

@ladyanglaise@Cherrywitch@UnknownScarlet4
"The greater good would be the survival of mankind. Or the Earth as a whoke. Which ever works for you. I am here to train you how to use your powers. Whether you want to be a hero or not you will need to learn how to control your powers." Zodiac explained.

"The greater good? We're in high school, or at least most of us are." Stated Eloise with much skepticism. "How could whatever we're protecting be that dangerous if a class of teenagers can take it down?"