Kamiko Machiko was unpacking her things in the new dorm, now that she is in Rank B this year, she guess it was the good grades she was getting last year.

She sign I can't believe it, I finally made it in the B rank after years of hard work she though next thing I will do that I will make the journalist club and move into a another rank and show everyone that my power have chance

She went outside and set up a table and sit down in her chair with a sign that say "journalist club now open, join now" Now she wait.


Tsukiko was in her office, watching the students walking toward the academy through her window. She see the old and new student coming through the gates with a determined smile on their faces, probably thinking they will move the ranks.

"There are a lot of students this year and the old students still think they can beat us?....." She said, then she sign "...Sadly, they are not strong enough"

Atsu tugged at the skirt of her uniform. She sported the red styled uniform of Tatakai Academy. It was almost too short. Too revealing for her taste, at least. With one glance at herself from the dorm mirror, Atsu grabbed her book bag and closed the door behind her. There were Rank C students swarming everywhere in the building that she was housed in; students moving in their possessions, others walking with the dorm monitors, and a few giving directions. To her luck, Atsu moved in the morning prior to the big day, allowing her to be free from the traffic. She has yet to meet her dorm mates.

'Not that it matters to me anyway.'

Her body took a left to the entrance as she weaved through the bustling crowds of students and instructors. People were not her favorite thing, yet alone hordes of them. To her knowledge, there was an outdoor arboretum just south of the Academy. There she decided to seek refuge to her books and to the peace and quiet.

As the sidewalk weaved further away from the dorm building, the air became calm. Atsu neared a gated garden labeled “Tatakai Arboretum” and stepped through, noticing the concrete transitioning into gray pebbles. An interesting choice of flooring. The space that she occupied consisted of benches, trees of all sorts, and paths going in several directions. There was the sound of water rustling signaling that there was perhaps a water fountain nearby, and probably where the paths connected to at the end. But of all the beauty that Atsu appreciated about the arboretum, there was one thing she liked the most about it.

It was unoccupied.

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New year, new blood. That was Tohru's very thought as she leaned against the wall in Tsukio's office beside her desk, arms crossed with a frigid scowl ipon her lips. "That they would be foolish enough to challenge us." She scoffed. "Hmph! These whelps, they wouldn't have lasted a day on the streets. Lao Shang and his boys would have ripped them to shreds. Although..." She turned to Tsukiko. "I did hear one of the new students is pretty tough, some girl named Natsumiko Akane. Heard she was kicked out of almost every school in Japan for beating up a student. We'll see just how long she lasts here."

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"A journalist club?" Akane tilted her head squinting at the sign. It was but a few moments after she and Misao had walked through the gates of Tatakai Academy, they were stopped at this tiny girl's table with a sign out front.

"You know!" Misao chimed slapping Akane's shoulder. The wolf girl put on a big, wide grin, her sharp ears perked up and her bushy tail swishing back and forth. "Like a newspaper club! Every school has one! We should join, Redhead! It'll be so much fun! C'mon! Please! Can we?!" She was practically bouncing up and down.

But if course, her rough and rowdy friend scoffed at the idea, snorting with a confident grin, "Hah! Like I'd join something that dumb! Besides, how am I gonna hurt someone with a newspaper? Give 'em a paper cut?! How lame!" Heartily she laughed.

Misao however was fuming already, her cheeks burning a hot shade of red. "Grrrrrr! REDHEAD!" She snapped throwing both arms in the air. Firmly her hands fell on her shapely hips as she leaned in about to tear into Akane. "Now you promised me you wouldn't start any more fights, and I'm not going to let you break that promise, dammit! Now quit being a meanie to her! We are joining this club!"

"But but but Wolfie!" Akane was quick to protest, but the she wolf was even quicker to lay into her again. "We are joining, no objections!"

"UGH! Fine..." Akane sighed gruffly, muttering to herself as she turned to face the pipsqueak behind the table with an apathetic glower upon her face. "Okay...where do we sign?"

I can't beat anyone up if I'm stuck writing newspapers all day! This sucks! What the hell is Wolfie thinking?!

Being a ward of the state had some perks, like being moved in a day or so ahead of most of the other students. Ryuuji prepared for the day like anyone else, though. Well, almost anyone else; he was pretty sure most kids his age didn't wear gloves everywhere… or walked around with a collapsible scythe on their belt. But it was a kind if normalcy he enjoyed. The young man grabbed his bag and headed down to the cafeteria for breakfast.

Ryuuji hated mornings, but he needed to get up early to avoid large crowds at any cost. The teachers always appreciated the fact that he was always early or on-time, but it was something that had been drilled into him over the years. In a way Ryuuji hated it but at this point it may as well have been a normal biological function, like breathing. It was just something that couldn't be changed. Luckily for him there weren't too many students in the cafeteria yet. Now he just had to avoid drawing attention to himself…

Kamiko have been waiting for hours and no one have come to her table yet. She try to yell to join and try begging but none of them work. She lay her head down on the table, thinking that she should give up...until she hear "Okay...where do we sign?"

Kamiko look up to see some new students, one with red hair and the other was a cat. Kamiko eyes beam like stars when she look up at the girls, she stand up from her chair so fast that the chair fell down. "W-Wait?! Are you guys serious?!....YAHOO!!!" She yell as she jump up in the air "Well congratulation you Two cause you guys are my first two members!" She said "My Name is Kamiko Machiko!, Year 2rd, Rank B! Nice to Met Ya!" after she said that, there was a few seconds for silence "...Oh! you guys need to sign here." she said as she point at a paper with signatures.


"So I have hear..." she said as she see Akane signing up for a club, "We'll see just how long she lasts here." Said Tohru "Yes...but just in case, keep a close eye on her if she act...reckless" as Tsukiko said that, she look at her clock to see it time for the welcome ceremony for the new students "well I see it time to say welcome to the new students. C'mon Tohru, let's go to the gym"

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Tamaki Kochou

A slender, fragile looking figure stood in the doorway that separated Tsukiko's office from the rest of the building, his pitch black eyes twisted into an expression of concern.

"As members of the student council, I was under the impression that our obligations were to promote student wellbeing and advocate for their interests."

Kochou's antennae twitched slightly as his head tilted down in discomfort.

"Still, I guess I don't dictate policy. I suppose we could discuss such a thing after orientation."

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Akari Funagami

Akari wandered aimlessly through the crowds. Her excitement was close to overflowing at the opportunity to meet all of these extraordinary people, but she sure as hell wasn't going to let anybody know how happy she was to meet them.

No way. If there was one thing the pamphlet was clear on, it was that this was a school for tough and cool people. Tough and cool people definitely didn't giggle and jump up and down excitedly when they met new friends, obviously.

It was at this point that she saw a friendly looking girl sitting at a table chatting with two other girls. Some kind of club? That was probably a great way to get inroads and make friends. But Akari clearly couldn't just run up and ask to join. She'd have to play hard to get.

Akari sidled up to the table with about as much faux casualness as one could possibly have.

"'Sup geeks. Whatcha' doin' here?" she asked, flipping her hair gracefully.

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Indeed Tohru herself was looking for a fight. It had been long time since she felt the raw fury of her bare knuckles crashing into skin and bone, but for Tsukiko's sake, the third year dismissed any thoughts of attacking a student outright, though it was tempting. She was just biding her time till this Akane girl slipped up. Then, she could really see how tough this first year was.

With a nod, she followed Tsukiko out of the room.



Alrighty then...sign here to sign your life away... Ugh! Someone here's gotta be itching to fight!

Begrudgingly Akane signed her name and Misao's on the paper. This was going to be one fun filled experience alright, about as fun as a Cambodian manecure. Giving the pen a click, she tossed it back to Kamiko and introduced herself trying to muster a smile. It only came out half-hearted though, Natsumiko Akane, year one, rank c. Hajimemashite. Now, if you'll excuse me, I ne-"

"KONIICHIWAAAAA!!!~"

"UWAAH?!"

Misao butted in rather obnoxiously, unfortunately shoving Akane and knocking her to the ground, breaking her neck to introduce herself as well. Akane was a little annoyed, but she couldn't stay mad at her friend.

"I'm Sakurada Misao! It's so nice to meet you, and Awwww~
You are just the cyootest widdle thing ever!!~ Oh I just wanna pinch your widdle cheeks!!~ NYAAAH!"

Before she could though, Akane got up and pulled Misao back by her taillbefore the wolf girl could latch on to Kamiko's cheeks. "Please excuse Wolfie here. She's a little...special."

"Grrrr! You're so mean, Redhead! Anyways, Kamiko-Chan, don't worry about Akane. She's just a big grouchy butt because I told her not to go picking fights here! That's how we got kicked out of our last school!"

"Wait, you didn't get kicked out!" Akane argued. "You dropped out and followed me here!"

"Y-yeah well!" Misao puffed her reddened cheeks out in a huff. "I wouldn't have had to drop out if you didn't get kicked out for beating up Nakatomi!"

"Ugh! For the last time, that jerk dumped his whole apple soda on my head! He deserved to have his teeth knocked out!" Akane grumbled in reply. She sighed rolling her eyes. "Look, let's just join this stupid club, so we can hurry up and look for another. A school like this has gotta have some kind of martial arts club! Hell, I'll even take wrestling!" She walked away, a confident swagger as she pumped her fist on the air, proudly and loudly boasting, "Akane Natsumiko is gonna RULE Tatakai Academy! YEAH!"

Misao sighed bothersome, shaking her head. "That girl is gonna get us in so...much...trouble..."

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-Kiaba-

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xjXz4O2sRxw

It was an interesting song to start the first day of school on, but that's what he got for hitting shuffle and putting his phone away. Still, he enjoyed the song and didn't feel motivated enough to change it. As he walked through the crowd, people looking his way might catch glimpses of mechanical horrors floating around Kiaba's head, barely visible and insubstantial. They might as well be tricks of the light, those apparitions leaking from his imagination. He kept hold of them and kept them illusory. He didn't want to hurt anybody by accident.

No, if he was going to hurt somebody, it was going to be on purpose.

Once Ryuuji had his breakfast he quickly scanned the cafeteria before making his way to a spot away from the small group of students who had also come in to eat breakfast early. The food wasn't anything special but it was certainly better than the slop he'd eaten when living with his grandfather. He sighed, shaking his head as if to dislodge the memories, and took out the cell phone that his guardian ad litem had purchased for him. It was one of those cheap ones with a barely-workable touchscreen, but at least it had WiFi. Music would be nice right about now, he thought, taking his gloves off.

Reimu walked off the bus with Yuu closely behind him. They had arrived in front of the academy and there were plenty of other newcomers by the looks of it, with a couple of students dressed in brighter clothes.

He had to do well here, both in studies and improving his abilities. Not only that but he had to look out for Yuu to make sure she didn't get herself into trouble. She had been applied as a student herself, despite lacking any power of her own apart from things he could bestow upon her.

She were also going to share dorm room with him. There had been some discussions about it and was ultimately ruled to be the best option as Yuu was connected to him. "Let's go Yuu. Try to not fall behind allright? We'd have to try stay out of trouble until we have gotten a proper layout of the place and the people in it."
Reimu looked around to the shorter Yuu who were dressed nicely in her schooluniform.

"Yes, Reimu-sama." Yuu replied in a soft, gentle and obedient way while providing a soft bow. Reimu softly sighed. He had told her she didn't need to address to him in such a way but appearantly it had not gone through completely.

Is she really partly me? The power can be a frightening thing. I should probably keep my abilities secret for as long as I can to avoid unsavory glances and challenges. Then again. Am I not here because it would provide me with just that? I won't fail. I definitely will not fail. I will climb my way to the top and then when my mastery over the power has gotten stronger, then it is time to get to work.
We who have the sublime power. We who can change this world. I will change it and restore this world to how it should be. For certain.
"Reimu-sama." Yuu's voice interupted his thoughts.

"Hm? Yes what is it Yuu?" He asked whereof Yuu just pointed ahead at a girl with a tail and looked awestruck. "The girl with the tail? What about her?" Reimu looked ahead to inspect some of the students ahead as they've made their way closer.

"I like it." Yuu replied lowering her head with a faint red blush on her cheeks as she held on to the apple Reimu had gotten for her on the way. Reimu pondered on it. He could possibly work to give her a tail if she liked it that much, though for now there were more pressing matters. Both of them made their way further inside. Reimu would try to move in the outskirts of the gatherings to try avoid bumping into someone which could spark a fight.



Gilbert had no time to waste on welcoming or beating up newcomers. He had been one himself not so long ago, or at least that's what he felt.

All that really mattered to him now was beating the living hells out of the punching bag in the gym. Jabbing and kicking at it and every now and then taking some water to drink. He made some swift jabs and then grabbed the punching bag and slammed his knee into it three times. He had to be physically fit as good as he could. He never were much for actual studies, that or he never felt like there was much need for them.

His powers of nullification were useful though. In some sense he was at the same level as both regular people who lacked powers, and on the other hand on a good footing to fight those who possessed the power. It left him not feeling jealousy, envy or hatred to the gifted. But rather made him content being able to just be himself without becoming arrogant or constantly lusting for more power no matter the cost.

Despite all this. He couldn't help but feel troubled. Last year some newcomers had thought about fighting him but after advice or rumors decided against it. He wondered if the same would happen again or if this new batch would yield some who would try to fight him.

The S ranked people had so far left him be. Likely because he nullified their power, a thing most tended to rely on. Himself included ofcourse. And at that he would be a lackluster. A bother and not really worth fighting either since if someone S ranked would lose he or she would fall in rank no doubt or feel ashamed. Gil understood it clearly though. In a sense his power was cheap.

"Haah!" Gilbert gave the punching bag a well placed uppercut followed by three quick jabs. He had arrived early and now would be a good time to head off to the showers. He waited for a moment, sounded like someone was approaching.

Takao lay on the bed he'd been so gracefully given by Tatakai academy. It was empty, of course, with little marking it as his own. No pillows or blankets either; the only indication that it was to be occupied was his name outside the door, just 1 of 4. Despite the barren state of the bed, however, Takao was just about done unpacking. He didn't need to unpack anything, really, with his power. What he had done was taken everything given to him, which admittedly amounted to little more than a thin blanket and some other miscellaneous items. The only reason he had come in here at all was because he had nothing better to do. And now that he was done, he found himself with a lot of time on his hands with nothing to use it for.

Of course, there was most likely something he should be doing. He should probably talk to his roommates, wherever they were. Maybe check out the careers adviser or something. Of course, the big obstacle in the way of those actions was that he didn't really feel the need to. He'd more or less decided what he'd wanted to do and he didn't feel like he would achieve much by communicating with others. Most students in the school were lone wolves, though there were plenty that grouped due to weakness. Takao was pretty weak all things considered, but making friends probably wouldn't help that. He could get stronger if he got access to actual weapons and weapon training, but he couldn't do that. Although there was one way to get that...

Takao sighed loudly and got up off the bed. He started walking through the dorms and made his way towards the main building, where there would likely be some clubs recruiting new members. If he wanted to get stronger then he could always join a club. There were usually plenty that concerned with the use of weapons and martial arts, but he sort of really didn't want to go to one. More often than not such clubs were gatherings of sneering toughs who used their rank as leverage to exploit underclassmen. Still, it would be good to have some kind of extra-curricular activity under his belt. It would look pretty good on a resume and all, and he'd at least have something to do with his time that way. At the very least, it wouldn't hurt to look.

He arrived soon enough, looking around briefly at the mess of students gathering in the hall. He was looking for the brightly colored tables, a garishly designed display to grab the attention of the many newcomers. He ignored most of them, focusing mostly on their names and the people around the table as he walked by. Culture clubs tended to be less competitive than sports clubs, though clubs where there was absolutely no level of class discrimination were fairly rare.

As Takao walked along he noticed a sign for a club he'd never seen before - the journalism club. He wasn't entirely sure how well he could contribute but the fact that it was new made it somewhat interesting, since poorly thought out new clubs tended to disappear very quickly. But that didn't really faze Takao so much. He just needed something to do, and surely it wouldn't hurt to look. On approaching the table, however, he noticed that there appeared to be some very loud and outspoken girls talking in front of it. He stopped abruptly and slowly backpedaled out of sight. He wasn't sure why but he didn't feel like it'd be a great idea to cut in right now. Maybe it would be better if he waited this one out...

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Crap.

Akari's "cool" behavior had really set this strange beast girl off. It probably wasn't the best idea to provoke her and besides, Akari wasn't the kind of girl who particularly liked to makes enemies.

Maybe she could play this off as a test or something? Yeah, that's it. She could maybe still parley this into a friendship.

Akari smiled coolly, only barely managing to conceal her discomfort. "Hey, that's some pretty hardcore attitude. I like it!"

'All warfare is based on deception. Hence, when we are able to attack, we must seem unable; when using our forces, we must appear inactive; when we are near, we must make the enemy believe we are far away; when far away, we must make him believe we are near.'

Atsu stopped at the last passage of the fifth chapter Sun Tzu’s The Art of War and slotted her bookmark into the binding of the paperback. In the distant there was a bell tolling. Perchance the Academy was signaling to the students that it was time for the opening ceremony? Atsu slid the book back into the bag and dusted off her skirt. Rather make her way there now than be late. She quickly maneuvered her way out of the garden and back to the main building, just next to the dormitories. The building was exquisite, built with rich materials and the details intricately crafted. To the side of her eye, Atsu noticed a group of students, girls primarily, making a commotion.

“Tch. The first day of school and you’re already showing off your skills?” Atsu’s eyes averted over to another person with what it seemed like clouds of memories or thoughts above his head. He seemed around her age and lost in thought. An illusionist of some sort. She quickly made a mental note in her mind to be weary and cognizant of him.

“He may be a Class B, dangerous, and someone to look out for.”

Squinting her eyes, Atsu tried to make sense of the images that he carried. It almost felt like deciphering an artist’s intent behind their paintings and portraits; something she grew quite fond of doing while growing up.

There was no need for any bus nor bike. Not when you could run as fast as Kyoran. He ran all the way to the academy entrance and then stopped briefly to look at the building.

"Heh.. so the fun begins. Here we go!" He grinned and walked inside, placing his hands in his pockets. This academy had some rules you had to follow. But apart from that you could beat people up and advance that way. Sounded too good to be true to Kyoran, he threw a few side-way glances to his fellow students as he passed by several of them.

There were some girl sitting on a chair by some sign reading: Journalist club now open. Some others were standing near it aswell. Some loud voiced girl walked off, announcing that she would rule the academy. That was fine. Kyoran wasn't interested in doing things which required leadership or actual work. He was more interested in stirring the pot.

Kyoran had a wide grin form up on his lips as he approached the stand, before his facial expression turned into curiousity as he saw that one of the girls present had a tail. It reminded him of dogs. He liked dogs. But he had never seen a girl which had a tail like that before.

Instinctively and with curiousity he stretched out his hand quickly, trying to lift up the skirt at the back, to get a better understanding of why this was the case.

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-Kiaba-

Just before his song ended, Kiaba noticed when every animatronic ghost around him suddenly snapped to face one direction and chopped their teeth in unison, hands outstretched. Having long since learned to pay attention to signs like that, especially from his freeform creations, he turned in that direction to see what the commotion was about, retrieving his phone and navigating to his 'combat playlist' by touch, his phantoms fading away as he stopped the song. Instead of finding someone trying to sneak up on him however, he instead caught the eyes of another sstudent who seemed to have been staring at him. After briefly considering his options, he shrugged and changed course, walking toward the stalker. "Not like I have anywhere else to be, and everyone knows that making eye contact means you have to have a Pokemon battle." He chuckled to himself over his reference as he drew nearer.

"Hey," he said as he closed the distance, "I noticed you noticing me noticeably, and thought 'I should get to know-tice. I mean them.' My name is Kiaba, what's yours?"

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Atsu raised an eyebrow after witnessing the smog around the boy fade away. It was as if the character’s persona was signaling to him that she was a hazard of some sort. “Does he carry a familiar?” she thought to herself. This was of course another reason for her to be careful. Her transmutation wouldn’t affect his illusions; not if they weren’t tangible objects.

“But you can always just burn the boy.” Atsu pondered if there were any school rules on killing another classmate, her brain quickly scanning through the handout of the Academy’s guidelines in her memory. “Perhaps..” Her thoughts quickly shifted as she noticed the schoolmate approaching her. She had enticed something by observing too long.

“Atsu” she replied passively, dismissing the joke Kiaba had made. The Academy’s bell rung again. It was another signal that the opening ceremony would be prompted to start soon. Atsu glanced at Kiaba with an unreceptive expression and made her way around him and towards the main building.

Though curious of him, there was no way she was going to let him know.

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-Kiaba-

Kiaba kept smiling and looking straight ahead, doing his best statue impression. Once enough time had passed that he was sure the girl was out of range, he relaxed a little.

"Fission mailed everybody, emergency evac required." He muttered to himself. With a small force of will, a floating handmirror swirled into being facing him.

"Smooth moves, kiddo," it said in his own voice. Creating a unique image and sound at the same time was still too much for him to focus on. "Pretty soon you'll be married with seven kids!"

"Shut up me, only I'm allowed to sass me, except for other people who are also allowed to sass me sometimes." Waving his hand through the mirror like blowing away a wisp of smoke, he turned around at a sudden thought.

"Wait, didn't that bell mean something? Like something I'm supposed to be doing?" Noticing most people were flowing in a specific direction, Kiaba shrugged and joined the stream of people, hoping this wasn't the line for the slaughterhouse or Transformers 3.

Ryuuji finished breakfast and checked the handout he'd gotten. Okay orientation is this-a-way, he thought, making his way through the halls. He slipped his gloves back on, glancing at the other students. He had never been able do well in crowded environments, and that was even before his Memory Immersion had been strengthened to its current level. And given this school's reputation even looking at someone wrong could get you in hot water, or so he'd put together from everything he'd heard.

Lots of cute girls though, thought Ryuuji. I wonder how many could literally rip out my beating heart and show it to me before I die, though...?

"Yes, though I may agree with you Tamaki..." Say Tsukiko "...But we need to make sure that this academy won't fall in to the wrong hands if one student deicide to fight against the academy, We need to make sure of it..." with that being said, Tsukiko nod her head to let Tamaki and Tohru follow her to the gym for the welcome ceremony.

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"'Sup geeks. Whatcha' doin' here?" "Geeks?!" Kamiko say in a tone like someone just got offended "Listed lady, I am not a geek! I'm-I-I-I..." Kamiko stop talking in mid-sentence as she look at the young lady. Her hair was gorgeously long, her eyes are beautifully color red like rubies and her smile was something else that Kamiko can't just describe. Kamiko face just turn red as she just look at her "U-um, This is just um the sign up table for um journalist club." Kamiko said in a shy tone "Um you can join if you wan-" Kamiko was interrupted by the sound of the bell, the announcer is turn on "Students of Tatakai Academy, Please report to the gym for the welcome ceremony" "Oh Crap, the welcome ceremony!" Kamiko grad your bag and pull out a camera. "I can't wait for some good shots! C'mon guys, I will show you where the gym is. Oh! and don't worry about the table, I will get that for later" So with that, Kamiko guide the girls to the gym
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"All right everyone!" The lady from the announcers yell "The first years sit down on the chairs, while the Second and Third years stand on the walls!" Every students fellow the announcers orders "Ok, this is the welcome ceremony, this is where we get the welcome from the Student Council, Oh! speak of the devil..." the front doors have open to show the Student Council. Tamaki Kochou the Student Relations, Itagaki Tohru the Vice President and Tsukiko Gin the President. They stand on the stage.

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