A nondescript white sedan pulls up to the front of the school. If anyone were to be looking in through the window, they would see a somewhat wild looking red haired, fellow covered in tattoos and his much more normal looking father. After a short, very businesslike exchange of goodbyes, the young man emerges. He quietly scans the school before sighing and thinking to himself, [i]"Why is every place I'm sent to so freaking large?"[/i] With a quick three claps of his hands, three identical looking teenagers appear beside him. "Split up, learn where everything is, then meet me in the cafeteria if they have one. If not, back here," he says to his clones.

The four gingers disperse and begin to wander the campus, one remaining outside to explore the grounds and the other three walking through the various buildings. After about 25 minutes, the Original finds the cafeteria and tells the others through their mental link where to meet him. After gathering his duplicates, Guido asks, "What have we learned?" The clones then proceed to explain the general layout of the Academy before one of them shares the instructions given to the new joins. The Original looks at the one speaking and says, "I want the instructions word for word you know what to do." With a mere tough of his hand to his clone's arm, Guido absorbs the duplicate, learning all that it had experienced in its time apart. Now armed with the knowledge of the enrollment process, he says to the other two "dupes", "Go enroll in whatever classes you think will be most beneficial to us. Have fun, all I ask is that you return when I ask you to. You know what happened to the last dupes that rebelled."

With that warning, Guido turns away and begins the process of obtaining a dorm room and enrolling in classes. Finally, he makes his way to the Power Devolopment classroom, wondering what lies in store for him. Upon arriving at the class, Guido glances at the layout of the desks and then chooses the one closest to the exact center of the room. He then stares ahead to the front of the room, waiting patiently.