[center][hr][b]The Superior:[/b] [i]Damien, Vincent, Persephone, Harry, Victorie, Faith[/i] [color=tan][b]Vincent[/b] Vincent watched from his spot near the entrance of Ferrnwood Academy. Blonde hair spilled over his face and nearly into his eyes and he remained himself that he needed a haircut. Of course, Victorie, his best friend, would disagree. She loved his hair long, he remembered. He sighed and leaned back against a tree behind him. The new start of term for students would be one filled with excitement and anxiety, compared with the mundane work of school. This year would be different and he knew why: the superior were going to finally come out of hiding. They were powerful enough now. Each faction of them had trained long and hard. Still, Vince thought they should lay low. Then again, his opinion didn't matter so he remained silent on the topic. The reason they were there now was to choose potential candidates to watch and then kidnap later on and see if they were worthy. Well, if they didn't, they would end up his 'care' and well.... His thoughts disbanded, he began examining the students carefully. His gaze kept flickering to Alcina who had recently arrived. After a few more seconds, he looked back to the group and sighed. "This is great. I'm having the time of my life, Damien." He craned his neck to look at Damien graves, the man that the citizens of the United States had thought died long ago. It was a lie of course. He had used a superpower to hide it. Vincent wondered how long it would take these idiots to figure it out once the superior began terrorizing the population. Not long, he supposed, but he thought most of the people here weren't intelligent. Maybe it was how he raised; to hate the exact academy he sat nearby. He tossed his head sideways to push the hair out of his eyes and adjusted the collar on his dress shirt and absentmindedly dusted off his perfectly pleated and clean jeans. It was a habit of his to remain as solid as he could appearance wise. The Superior were not allowed to look disorderly - except, maybe for Persephone Salvatore, but not many people cared for her other than her powers. He hadn't spoken to her often, anyways - so why did it matter?[/color] _____________________________________________________ [color=white][b]Damien[/b] "Vincent," Damien turned to him with a sigh. "I told you to stop speaking to me like that. If I have to do it again, I'm going to hurt you." He stood, farther back than the rest, arms folded. His gaze was locked on Alcina and Ariana, his twin daughters. They had the strength and intelligence to be within the superior, but convincing them would be difficult, if not impossible. That's why he planned on torturing them into submission. Alcina's hydrokinesis, mixed with Ariana's air element would be incredible. It was something he dreamed of and was silently prepping them for, though they hadn't the idea. The enticing aspect of it was that the two could create a hurricane together and destroy anything and everything he wanted them to. The twins' powers were the best deal a father like he could ever want, especially since Alcina also had invisibility sand Ariana could heal. It almost beat the Housen brats' powers. To have them join however would be the difficult part. If it came down it then he would force them. The force was not something he would willingly use, though it was the last resort. He hoped they would be more intelligent than that. Damien turned to Vincent who looked away, his voice level and calm. The darkness in his eyes caused Vincent to shutter. He tried his best to hide it but nothing missed Damien Graves. "Do I make myself clear, Hawthorne?" Vincent nodded and Damien turned away. "I better, because I don't think Torie would like to lose her partner in crime." He turned back to the lousy excuse of an academy and folded his arms. He wondered why they herded all the students into different areas, divided by their education level. Did they want the superior to kidnap people? It almost seemed that way to him. Either way it was easier for him to pick off potentials as he called them and murder the useless.[/color] _____________________________________________________ [color=lavender][b]Victorie[/b] Victorie looked up from her spot on a tree branch near Vincent, looked down. Fair-haired with honey blonde hair mixed with her ocean blue eyes, she was popular amongst the superior. Vincent and her looked alike but shared no family history. It was something she was both grateful and infuriated with - though she knew deep down, why it was that they didn't share family history. It was nothing she preferred to discuss with anyone and pretended not to know. The idea of losing him as her partner though was distressful; although, she would love to see Skylar more than she was currently. She frowned at Damien then looked sharply at Vincent. "Get it together, will you?" she huffed and folded he arms. "Don't be stupid, Vinny. You know I hate stupidity." She was the only person allowed to call him Vinny and she did so proudly. Wrinkling her nose, she tossed an acorn she had found at his head causing him to scowl up at her. The blue eyes she loved were darker now, though it was temporary. "What was that for, Vick?" He demanded as he looked up at her. "For being a weirdo," she giggled at his face and held onto the branch. "Don't do weird shit," "Fine, bitch,” He muttered and sat back down. "Cute outfit, you know," He commented off handedly and turned away so he wasn’t' facing her direction. Victorie smiled at him as a dark red blush crept up her cheeks. Hardly remembering her outfit, she gazed down to admire it: she wore a marled blue tank top paired with ripped black denim. Her boots harnessed black spikes around them and she wore a black jacket as well. Honey blonde hair spilled out of her black beanie and over her shoulders. Tossing the remains over them, she glanced in his direction while a smile curled her lips. Canine like teeth were protruding out almost. It was a mutation of Torie’s that she wasn't sure if she liked or not, seeing as it made kissing such a hazard. "I know, right?" She asked with a laugh and watched him shake his head in amusement. Her gaze flicked to Alcina briefly. This mind-numbing book worm was one of Damien’s pride and joys and she couldn’t understand why. It wasn’t as if the damn nerd had any personality or spirit. The other twin as just as bad in personality; but their only redeeming qualities wee their powers. Torie looked away from the group and to the students. Some of them were acting like a bunch of apes and it was pissing her off. She was going to kill one of them during this year if she was allowed too, anyway.[/color] _____________________________________________________ [color=yellow][b]Persephone[/b] To the right and almost invisible - hiding behind foliage, or trying to be anyways -, stood a young woman with features akin to a ghost. It was her appearance and nickname therefore suiting her. Trying to act like one, though, was the problem. When missing, she was always the one found. Nobody else, of course, but she was not allowed to disappear. The conversation to her left was nothing but idle chatter. It was petty, and something she wished would just [i]go away[/i]. If there was any option for her to be elsewhere - out of the superior for good - she would take it no matter the cost. It was almost a hell being here. Yet, it was her life now and she was being forced to accept it ten years later. All she could do was remain as invisible as one could manage and stick to her friends. They weren't anyone else's, either – just Torie’s. Though her family history and own persona had its' downsides in the superior nobody, [i]nobody [/i]would dare let a necromancer with her skill, leave. Even named after the dark myth of Persephone, necromancy and ghosts were in her blood. Ghosts were her only friend’s which suited her just fine. They were better than human company and weren't half as irritating. Her gaze wavered between from the descendants of the superior she lived with, to the thundering oaf in front of her. The beast, as she called him was causing enough racket bring more attention than needed. Stumbling around the courtyard and forcing students out of his way was Ezra. Persephone wondered if he had been genetically altered to be taller and more muscular than an average human but was too scared to ask. The fact that he was stronger than half the superior and taller than almost all of them terrified her. If he found out she was asking questions, there would be hell - Ezra's unknown hatred of fair-haired girls kept her away. Ignorance was bliss in this situation. The less she knew the better her life chances of survival.[/color] _____________________________________________________ [color=gray][b]Harry[/b] "Harrison." The young man looked over, trying not to grimace. Who the hell named their kid Harrison? Had they been drunk when they invited the name? He could've punched Damien for saying it but that was obviously only something a dumbass would do. It was an act he witnessed a few times but the giver was never seen again. That job belonged to some poor asshole who he hoped wouldn't ever be him. He looked over and raised his brows. "Sup," He asked and snickered at the ridiculous the nickname the superior were given by foolish students. Unamused, Damien’s' stern gaze caused him to cough and ask politely, "Yes?" "You're going to give the group a tight leash without loosening it an inch. You are going to befriend as many of them as you can without the Salvatore’s knowing. And make sure you remain close with Shay. I'll see you at Fernwood by 5:00 this evening. If you want to bring a friend, go ahead. I don't care who it is, just don't bring ghost. Got it?" Harry snickered, seeing Persephone's quick narrowed gaze. It flicked away after a moment. "Sure, whatever you say. I'll decide who it is before we leave." Damien didn't reply but Harry understood his message: get it done or get tortured. The mere ideas that popped into his head were enough to cause anyone to shut up. Harry turned away and looked at his old best friend in the crowd: Anastasia Shay Belikov. Though they had met years ago and remained in contact, he wasn't seeing her as often. Garrett had introduced them, hoping she would later join the superior and feel comfortable if he were a part of it. It had almost worked out, too, until…. Harry looked over at the others and watched Leslie look in earnest at Alex and Emma. He sighed. The poor thing needed more indoctrination to fully hate them and become one of them. He knew it was someone else’s’ job, though, so he remained silent. If the superior weren’t careful, she’d run off and do God knows what. Harry hated having the kids around due to their unruliness, but the superior had a knack for taming the children and manipulating them. Harry huffed and continued to observe and ignored everyone else. Nonetheless he cringed when he heard Faith giggle. Her radiant joy made him feel sick inside. It was contagious sometimes and he wasn’t in the mood to deal with it.[/color] _____________________________________________________ [color=violet][b]Faith[/b] Faith giggled as she watched a video on her phone of animals. She knew watching videos of animals were helpful for her power but it became overbearing. Learning how to act like the animals properly while shape-shifted was exhausting. She didn’t even want to think of the fleas, either. It made her shutter. When she wasn’t studying the animals, Faith felt at peace and a sense of clarity. How simple it was to be an animal, though lonesome if they were strays. They didn‘t have to be caught up in the mess she was in. What she watched now was a mother dog with her newborn pups. The owners of the dogs gave the dog’s space and food, all the while caring for them as much as they could. She couldn’t help but feel envious. Her brothers’ and hers’ mother hadn’t done a thing for them. Faith turned off the video and looked at the ground. Without noticing, her hair turned a light shade of cobalt unexpectedly; a color Faith used when sadness hit her. She sighed and looked at her brothers: Louis, Ezra, Mortimer…. The others were God knew where. She wasn’t sure if she wanted to know. She looked around for Felix who was her best friend. Skylar, Torie, and some of the others were too, though she preferred Felix’s company. He was quiet, calm and, well, to others- intimidating. It wasn’t a quality she minded. In fact, it kept her brothers from harassing her at times. She sighed and began to look for him.[/color] [hr] [b]Fernwood Academy Students:[/b] [i]Shay, Ariana, James[/i] [color=aqua][b]Shay[/b] Shay watched as Rose and James came over and laughed with them and the others. Jason emerged moments later and joined them too. Shay pulled them into an unexpected hug as best she could and grinned. “I’m so happy we’re all back together, dude. It’s been too da-dang long.” She quickly corrected herself so she didn’t swear in front of Emma. Swearing was problematic for her and she wondered how many times she’d get yelled at for it this year. She didn’t mean too, but had heard it so much it at home that it had become part of her language. Finally the guardians came out and gave them a quick morning announcement. Shay didn’t pay attention to it and sighed, waiting for it to be over. It was something about getting schedules and the usual first-day bullshit. It was only a prelude of what was to come later in the day. After it was over, the students moved into lines by grades to receive their schedules. There were huge bulletin boards on the wall, alphabetized by name. At each name contained an envelope of their information. To prevent students from stealing or messing with another’s information, it had flesh memory. It recognized each student’s fingerprints. People moved around, calling to friends or otherwise being obnoxious. Shay waited,bored, groaning at the wait. She hated it, but was part of the academy. Shay looked over at Ariana and Riley, and then her eyes nearly fell out of their sockets. The dude nearest her was tall and muscular as hell. Shay thought she was under an illusion or a hallucination; but she wasn’t. Shay stared a few moments longer then turned away to look for Alex. [i]Do you see that guy by Ari, Alex? He’s HUGE! In muscle![/i] Shay then bit her lip and thought after. [i]Don’t worry, you’re much hotter, babe. Love you.[/i] When it was finally her turn, Shay moved to the bulletin board and looked for her name. She grabbed hers and opened t and moved out of the way fast before the crowd emerged on her. She sat by the window sill and opened it. Her schedule was lame as hell and she groaned inside. [b]First: [/b] Animal Behavior [b]Second: [/b] AP Calculus [b]Third: [/b] AP Biology [b]Fourth-fifth: [/b] Power-training [b]Sixth: [/b] Lunch [b]Seventh: [/b] Advanced Fencing [b]Eighth: [/b] Self-Defense and Combat [b]Ninth: [/b] Survival Skills [b]Tenth: [/b] AP English [b]Eleven: [/b] Chorus [b]Twelfth: [/b] AP French [b]Roommate: Rosaline Gale. Room 218. [/b] Her schedule sucked. It was all back to back courses without many breaks. Not only that, but it was mainly combative training. She sighed stressfully and waited for the others. She smirked at her roommate and knew Aidan had personally set that up. God bless him, she thought to herself with a sigh of relief.[/color] _____________________________________________________ [color=pink][b]Ariana[/b] "There's my girl!" Ariana’s head shot up as Riley ran over ot her and hugged her by the waist. "God did I miss you!" He set her down, staring at her. Ariana beamed and stood up to hug him then let go. Riley cupped her face, smiling. Her cheeks reddened but she didn’t mind. She adored him. "How was your summer, princess? I know mine kinda sucked without you there.” “Riley! Hi! It was okay, and yours? I agree, yeah, you know, but I have my twin. Would’ve been nice to see you more, though,” she smirked. “It’s okay! We have time now – all year, right?” “You gotta meet my new friends, Ariana. You're going to love them." He wrapped an arm around her as a group of boys came over. They were extremely muscular, but looked unhappy. She wondered why subconsciously but was too busy staring in awe and shock. They were huge… She had never seen people so buff in her life. "This is Lindon." A tall, red-haired boy with a pout on his face waved without much enthusiasm. "Sup." Ariana smiled at him weakly, but nervously held onto Riley’s sides. She felt intimidated. They were just so big… "The huge guy that's walking around is Louis and then this is Ezra, Mortimer, and Aubrey.” “…Oh,” she finally managed to say, then coughed and smiled kindly. “Hi, I’m Ariana.” The Guardians and principle came out and gave the student’s their speech. She listened but kept glancing at the news comers. She intertwined her hand in Riley’s, unable to relax. It didn’t seem right. They weren’t normal looking teens. Then again, she didn’t want to be judgmental, but her gut told her something was off. Later, she decided, to speak to him about it. For now, she’d act as if it were fine. She moved inside and made sure to keep Riley by her side. After receiving her schedule and roommate she kept her envelope tightly in her hands and read it over. [b]First:[/b] Animal Behavior [b]Second:[/b] Pre-Calc [b]Third:[/b] Gym [b]Fourth-Fifth: [/b] Power training [b]Sixth:[/b] Lunch [b]Seventh:[/b] Healing [b]Eighth:[/b] Writing [b]Ninth:[/b] Advanced Martial Arts [b]Tenth:[/b] Extra training [b]Eleven:[/b] Self-Defense/Combat [b]Twelfth: [/b] Art [b]Roommate: Alcina Rivers. Room 214.[/b] Ariana bit her lip. She had one free period and it was lunch. That sucked, majorly. She sighed and looked for Riley and waved him over to her fast. The better part though was her room mate was Alcina. It was standard but nice to know that they kept them together. She sighed and gazed around for her twin and Riley.[/color] _____________________________________________________ [b]James[/b] James smiled at the group and held Rose close. He watched as Jason joined and shook his head. He knew he had bene up to something but wasn’t going to interrogate him now. “Jason, “He sighed in greeting. “How are you? “He asked and nodded to Jessie before she disappeared. He looked at Rose and Emma and then smiled. “Yeah, all the ice cream you can imagine. We’ll take you to get some this semester okay?” When he saw Louis, Lindon, Ezra, Mortimer and Aubrey, James froze. This was not happening. They weren’t here! He blinked hard several times and gaped. It was hard to believe they got in but weren’t even being discreet. James stared and nudged Jason, then used technopathy to text Aidan and Benjamin. He didn’t let Rose see and had the texts deleted as well. Thankfully he had the power to manipulate and control technology. “Stay close to me, Rose “He told her in an undertone and pulled her to his side tight. James tensed as he passed them and kept his head down. Once inside, he stayed by Rose’s side. He waited to receive his schedule and roommate and felt unable to care for it. His heart hammered and his forehead and hands were clammy. James barely paid attention to his schedule after receiving it. [b]First: [/b] Animal Behavior [b]Second: [/b] Pre-Calc [b]Third: [/b] Weight-lifting [b]Fourth-fifth: [/b] Power training [b]Sixth: [/b] Lunch [b]Seventh: [/b] Advanced Fencing [b]Eighth: [/b] Free period [b]Ninth: [/b] Advanced Martial Arts [b]Tenth: [/b] Gym [b]Eleven: [/b] Self-Defense/Combat [b]Twelfth: [/b] Free period [b]Roommate: Jason Salvatore, room 215.[/b] James looked around and quickly found Rose. He ignored Shay for the moment. After pulling her to his side, he forced a smile. “What’s your schedule, Rosie?” He asked and kissed her forehead and kept his arms wrapped around her lovingly, but it was, in truth, protective. He beckoned shay over who rolled her eyes and started towards them instead. He ignored her grimace for the moment. There were more improtant things on his mind than her dismay. James felt terrified and anxious but was trying not to show it for the girls' sakes and Alex's. He smiled at Rose more, forcing himself to think of happier thoughts. It didn't work but his expression brightened physically, at least. "I love you," he told her quietly and hugged her once more. [hr] [/center]