Luci walked into the large academy,she stuck out from the crowd due to her natural black hair with white bangs.The normal humans thought she died it those colors but only her family know the truth.
She sighed before the instructors sent out floating orbs to tell the new students and old students which status they would be.Either Villain or a hero,Luci dreaded this as she saw an orb had locked into her.
‘Please place finger prints on glowing lights on either side of me.’The robotic voice for the orb says as Luci did as she was told.The orb made small noises before it began to beep loudly before it self destructed.Several others students around her began to whisper and she wanted to hide.
“I’m sorry Miss but could you follow me.”An instructor says leading Luci to the main hall.She looked around interested before they stopped infront of the headmasters room.One head master was the famous villain Dirty Palm,with his ability he could steal anything and everything.The other was the hero Vina,she could grow any type of vine imaginable.
“Here is your schedule you will be attending both hero and Villain classes.”The two day in unison as Luci was dumbfounded before she was sent to the hallway.
Darling swaggered towards the large gates, running a hand through his shock red hair. He licked his lips and pulled a cigarette from a pack in his pocket. He softly blew on it and it instantly set alight. He put it in his mouth and inhaled deeply. He exhaled, smoke coming out his nose. He had always dreamed of coming here, where his father had gone. He stifled a laugh. He was going to be a villain like his mother and father. An orb floated towards him and told him to place his fingers on it. He did so and the orbs lights turned red, "Villain." His mouth grew into a sly grin. He blew smoke out his nose again and headed to the entrance. He noticed a girl. Her hair was black with white bangs. He didn't know what it was about her that interested him. When she touched the orb, it self destructed. Darling's eyes widened as an instructor led her away. "Huh weirdo." He snorted, heading inside with the instructors.
School. For villains and heroes? Was this some kind of joke? She didn't even have superpowers. And why the hell were heroes and villains working together at a school. She could personally care less about both. Fine. She got her revenge when she had too, and she spraypainted a few walls. Hardly quite villain.
She currently wore her many layers of black clothing and her gasmask and had her hood up. It was impossible to tell her gender from appearance. After all father had wanted a boy. A girl was problematic. A villain as infamous as the Blood King had to keep his reputation up. Ugh whatever. Not like she wanted to be a villain anyways. But this damn school thought she was.
She walked up to the orb and spoke, the mask distorting her voice. "Just get this over with. I don't have all day."
"Villain." Ugh Of course.
As she was led away she rolled her eyes underneath her mask. She already hated this school. Interactions: Please! Open!
Viola hovered about a foot off the ground, slowly lowering herself until her feet touched. She looked around in awe. She had never been to an academy this large. Her heartbeat sped up in excitement, eyes glittering. A grin spread across her face when a floating orb approached her.
"Amazing!" Viola let out in surprise.
Following the orb's instructions, she gently placed her fingertips on the side of the orb.
"Hero," the device responded.
The smile on her face only grew as she heard her assignment. Viola didn't know what else she expected as she tried to live her life being as good of a person as possible.
Viola knew this year would be great! She could finally be open to who she was and spread her wings (both literally and metaphorically). She always had to hide her powers in the past and now she'll be able to be around others like herself.
Atticus let a yawn slip through his mouth, blue eyes crinkling shut as he sucked air in and then exhaled it swiftly with a slight grunt. The slightly pale skinned eighteen year old had his hands stuffed in his pocket giving him a laid-back appearance, he wasn't really expecting much so when he walked in he was startled quite a bit. The moment his shoes scuffed the ground of the entrance, a few kinds were bouncing around, some moping around, some doing nothing, others looking at orbs floating around. That wasn't what surprised him, it was the sight of one of the orbs blowing up, he didn't know if that was supposed to happen or not but when the person who seemed to make it self-destruct was led away, Atticus presumed it was some kind of error with the orbs' system so he shrugged it off before sauntering off on his own. He seemed unable to really wrap his head around why so many kids were jumping around excitedly so he just settled for leaning back against a wall to observe what was going on, though he found his position uncomfortable with his broad shoulders digging into the wall. Sadly or gladly Atticus lifted himself off of the wall when an orb came his way, telling him to place his fingers on it or what not, "Just don't explode in my face," he huffed.
"Hero," was all he heard. Raising a brow Atticus removed his fingers, well he was halfway from accomplishing his goal.
Walter was paying attention to something else instead of the other students, mostly the interior security system of the school. He was currently studying one of the cameras in the corner, trying to think of what model it was and how much footage it could contain. A orb hovered near him, the young man grumbling in annoyance that his observations had been halted, quickly slapping his hand down on it.
The sphere let out a small beep, and a faint red glow before announcing ‘villain’ and moving onto the next student. Walter smiled softly to himself when the damn thing finally left him be.
Behind him he could hear a small explosion in the distance, glancing over his shoulder for a couple of moments. “Fascinating...the stimulus must have overloaded its circuits, resulting in a meltdown of the inner hardware.” Walter droned to himself, finally looking at all of the other students around him. Mostly the villains. He offered a sliver of a smile to them. “Congratulations, I look forward to working with you.”
Luci stared at her schedule before groaning in annoyance.She didn’t want to be both hero and villain she didn’t know what she wanted but she didn’t want to be an outcast on both sides of the school.
Walking around she turned a corner bumping into a person as she apologized before walking past and to the auditorium where all the students were all suppose to meet.She walked in to see that half was hero and half the villains leaving a small empty row of seats between them.Luci sat in the middle feeling awkward as a couple people from both sides stare at her.
Paul was whistling a few of his favorite tunes as we walked past the opened gates to the site of a relatively large crowd. Soon after he was quickly approached by an orb and as the orb requested, he put his hand on it. In a few seconds he heard the orb say "Hero" before flying off. No surprise there. In a short amount of time, he was being ushered into the school and what he could assume was that he was heading towards the auditorium in the school. Not looking where he was going, he accidentally bumped into a person who seemed to be in a gas mask and was wearing all black. "Sorry." Paul quickly said feeling rather a bit uncomfortable around the person. There are probably stranger things this school has to offer and Paul just doesn't want to deal with it. This person definitely was a bit odd but it's best not to jump to conclusions yet.
Manna sighed upon entering the school grounds, his orbs glancing all over the place as he took the view in. It was no surprise that the campus was bustling with many different students, villains and heroes alike, which was odd though he could care less about it. There were quite alot of.. 'Intriguingly' looking students enrolled here, huh? Nevertheless, one of those flying orbs floated over to him and in one of those clichè robotic voices demanded for his fingerprint. The male hovered his hand over the scanner and without a second thought, placed his required fingers down. There was a interval of silence, before it flashed green and labelled him as 'Hero'. Manna grew a smirk, "I wonder what he'd say to that...?" He whispered.
However, it quickly faded away as his amber circles settled onto the auditorium where the rest of the students seemed to be heading into and soon he joined them aswell, quickly seating himself at the back row on the hero side.
"If they give you ruled paper, write the other way." --Juan Ramón Jiménez
The man with the long white hair smiled with evil intent, his hazel eyes gazed up at the school. The school had both heroes and villains, which was kind of surprising in Jason's opinion. Heroes, learning among side villains? It was just all amusing to the wealthy teenager. But why he can't wrap his around is: why? Why place both heroes and villains on the same campus and expect the two to not go for each others' throats? He pursed his lips, his eyes deep set on the school building.
He dragged a lot of attention due to his Roman god-like features such as his chiseled face and muscular, lean body. He believed he heard a couple of hero students giggling in the back. He sighed, idiots. Of course, he seemed familiar to most. He looked like the famous hero Praesidio, after all. He did have his glorious white hair and facial features. His light, hazel eyes were his mother's, though. He looked like a complete celestial, after all.
His parents wanted him to be in the hero class. Ahaha. Jokes on them. Jason was determined to become a villain, and taint his father's name.
He woke up swore from all that hardcore training from the last couple of days. One may even say he had mastered his abilities by now. Of course, Jason believes that's rubbish. Everyone can learn something new, even if you're a master. He believes his father should learn that lesson, when he becomes a full fledged villain.
That's when a wispy orb like thing floated towards him. The orb spun around Jason, fluttering his silver hair before stopping right in front of him. He grinned, as if he were planning something, and held out his gloved hand as he touched the orb. His fingertips sunk in the orb-like thing, as a cold feeling surrounded his fingers. much to Jason's surprise. It felt as though the orb was the sea on a summer day and you sunk your fingers in, desperate to cool off.
A faint, disoriented voice whispered, a phrase that made Jason simper. Made his ego shine through. Made his plan and his motive to take place.
"Villain."
The teenager sighed. "As expected," he said in a cold, yet gentle voice. His voice sounded as soft as melted dark chocolate cascading slowly, yet satisfyingly, down. His voice was just simply alluring. "Wait 'til father gets a load of this," he snarled, before proceeding into the school for both heroes and villains. He was now labelled a "villain" for all eternity.
Atticus flicked his pale blue eyes around the building, the orb had already floated away by the time he had been deemed a 'hero'. The icy blonde haired brute readjusted his stance until he followed along idly where the crowd of students was heading. As he walked casually he kept blowing strands of his blonde hair out of his face until he finally decided to clip up the leftmost strands out of his face, leaving his scared eye exposed and able to see things clearly once again. Once everyone seemed to disperse into different sides, Atticus flicked his hues over the left and right side figuring it was the division of the heroes and the villains which had been told their rank. Remembering what the orb told him, he glided aimlessly over towards the hero side of the auditorium. Atticus, after plopping himself lazily in one of the seats, began blowing out smoke like air. His lips were pursed slightly as he played with his ability out of boredom, he respected the gift he was born with but always found some way to keep himself amused with it. The smoky white air was usually what the appearance of air being exhaled when it was freezing outside was, so as he toyed around with the different ways of playing with his exhaled breath, Atticus paid no mind to those around him only finding himself just lazying about waiting for something to happen.
Viola practically skipped inside the school, it being too crowded for her to outstretch her wings, let alone fly. Due to how cramped it was, she decided it was best to lose the wings. With a gold shimmer, Viola's wings dissipated.
Following the crowd, she glanced around excitedly. She knew this school would be unique but she never imagined it would be this exciting! Entering the auditorium, Viola noticed two distinct sides. Heroes and villains. That was the one thing she was nervous about. Villains could hardly be trusted and she wondered how the school would handle the division. Would the two classes always be separated? She couldn't blame them if that was the case. It would probably prevent a lot of conflict between students.
As she was walking towards the hero side, Viola noticed one girl sitting by herself in the middle. It interested her. What was her class? Was it somehow undecided? She was curious about this student.
Deciding to sit in an open chair next to blond haired boy with a hair clip, she plopped herself down. Only then did she notice the white air he was dispelling. Was it really that cold in the auditorium to see your breath? Viola didn't feel cold. It was the exact opposite really, being warm due to the amount of people in the space. She gently blew out some air to test it out herself. When she didn't see anything, Viola turned in her seat towards the stranger.
"Woah, how do you do that?" Viola said eagerly, curious about all the new powers she would see around the school.
Atticus continued playing with his exhaling breath, hardly noticing the movements of someone beside him. He didn't intend to stare at anyone just quite yet so he looked straight forward until he spotted blonde hair and blue eyes did he casually turn his head to glance over the girl sitting beside him. Atticus stopped breathing air when the girl blew out some air of her own, similar to the way he was doing it. He was a little unsure of what was going on, even as he blatantly stared at the girl as she seemed to try and mimic what he had been doing. He sat there and watched the blonde haired girl as she turned to ask him a question, and when she asked how he did that, he knew she meant him exhaling air.
Lifting up his hand with a grunt, Atticus held his hand out with his palm up facing upwards. It took him a moment before his fingers twitched while a few whitish specks began to slowly build upon his palm. Frost, by the looks of it, gathered up onto his palm until he suddenly flipped it over. Having his hand flipped over suddenly caused a few flakes to flitter down towards the ground, Atticus had tiny ice shards falling to the ground before turning to water onto the ground. "I can use ice, manipulate it," he informed the girl after a moment of silence and the shards falling from his palm. Though even as he did such a small thing like making tiny ice shards fall, Atticus had to fight to keep his breath in. The only way from keeping his insides from freezing was exhaling the excess frost or let it pick up in flow through his hand, so he begrudgingly let out a calm exhale of air through his nostrils. When he stopped he looked up towards the blonde, "You're a hero, what's your ability?" he mused curiously.
The male's burning amber pebbles landed on the students who began to flock through and seat themselves at their specified sides. Since Manna had nothing better to do, he decided to just watch and see what type of characters there were. There was a girl sitting in the middle; odd... The male rested his sharp jawline onto his hand and caught sight of a blonde girl who'd sit next to another person who seemed to be blowing smoke out of his mouth. That was the work of an ability, though which one exactly? Guess he'll find out soon enough. That was quickly answered when he began to put on a little yet slightly entertaining show of ice. The male did wonder what more he could do. "Damn, this is boring..." Manna whispered with a slight frown as he leaned back into the seat and shifted his view to the villain's side.
Could he have been one of them? It was a possibility, but after seeing what his parents did underground, he'd rather not. With a small sigh, he relaxed back into the seat once again and hoped his boredom would be cured, somehow.
Luci could feel more eyes on her now but it wasn’t only students it was the teachers also.She felt like a freak show amongst the freaks.groaning she stood up bumping into a villain who was a year older than her.”Watch it loner.”He shouts pushing her as his head was that of a bull.Luci landed with a thud as she stood back up looking at him.”Oh the little girl is mad whatcha going To do about it girly.”he mocked her before he suddenly went flying into a wall and a beautiful black skinned white haired demon looking woman stood.Luci smirkedj,”Oh trust me you wouldn’t last if I did anything bull now go sit in your seat with your tail between your legs like a good boy and shit you cow mug up.”She says with a attitude flipping her hair before she turned back to normal and leaving the auditorium.She walked down the hall before bumping into a white haired handsome tall young man.
“Sorry I didn’t mean to I wasn’t paying attention.”She says.
Viola watched the small show of power in awe. “Amazing!” She responded when the glittering flakes floated downwards. “Ice? That’s so cool! No pun intended,” she added with a giggle. Besides her mother, she had never met another person with powers. Was it weird for her to be so amazed by another’s powers? Even something as simple as creating frost mesmerized her.
When asked about her own powers, Viola gave a sheepish smile. “Oh, my powers aren’t anything as impressive as yours. Well I only really have one power.” Compared to what she had just seen, wings were nothing. That was her only real power. She had been training with a wooden staff for combat but any normal person could do that. “I have wings,” she answered. Realizing that might sound odd as she had no wings currently.”I mean I have the ability to make wings appear.”
“I’m Viola by the way,” She had just finished introducing herself with a smile when she heard a loud crash. Viola let out a gasp and she saw a demon girl standing and another student slumped against the wall, where he was presumably just thrown. She stared at the girl, wide eyed, as the demon walked out of the auditorium. “What was that about?” Viola mumbled.
Atticus was a little unnerved by her enthusiasm, the girl was very bright. Shifting in his seat, he felt his slouching made him seem uninterested while she sat upright and eager to watch his display. His mother informed him that there might be some oddities within the school when he enrolled, saying it would be natural soon enough, and if her personality was odd in his eyes he wondered what her powers might be. Placing his hands in his lap, Atticus observed the girl carefully, he began to identify her features so he could remember her face, he figured she would be a kind person with the way she got so excited with his frost. Atticus didn't really understand her amazement with something so small, though she might have never seen something like it? Atticus was partially brought up around a hero parent so it made sense to him that the real things to be amazed by were in the field, now some trick, but as he revisited that thought he realized it was really interesting in a way.
After her pun, and mentioning her powers, Atticus stared her down. She didn't think wings were as impressive as ice? He scrunched his face up, preparing to voice his opinion that having wings could be a great ability, especially for combat when some kind of commotion was heard. Turning his blue eyes away from the girl, he watched as a student lay crumpled on the floor and a white-haired demon girl stood there before dashing off. Atticus couldn't tell if that was a villain student and a hero student getting into it or if it was a squabble between students from the same side. Sighing, Atticus turned back to the girl, and after learning her name he tried to remember it. "Just a spat between students, the girl seemed riled up so he more than likely deserved it," he shrugged off. Sticking his hand out, Atticus dipped his head to Viola, "I'm Atticus."
Some guy bumped into her. "Ow watch it asshole." She turned around to see a guy. Definitely a hero. Only heroes exuded the good natured aura. He had long dark hair and fair skin.
Probably just some accident as she calmed herself. "Look. You probably didn't mean to bump into me. I'm Smoke. I'm a villain here apparently even though I don't wanna be one. I also don't wanna be a hero though but I got no choice to be here."
She tensed. She shouldn't be making friends. She didn't need them. They would only slow her down. Or try to impose their damn morals on her. Stupid powered freaks who thought they either deserved to be worshipped or feared. But she knew her mind was getting off track. Aslong as he didn't annoy her, she could atleast introduce herself. Slav
As he made his way into the auditorium, Darling’s crimson eyes landed on a girl. His gaze traced over her wings. He smirked a bit, ‘pretty little angel.’ He plunked down in the other chair next to her. He flung his legs over the armrest and pulled out another cigarette. He blew on it and flames expolded from his mouth with a loud hiss. It was a lot of fire for a cigarette so Darling was clearly showing off. He inhaled the smoke And sighed, smoke and flickers of fire emerging from his smirking lips.
Not the happiest of a person ,"I'm Paul and I can already assume that you know that I'm a hero." He said scanning her still wondering what this person might be. "To be honest with you, I don't really want to be here either, you don't need to go to school to learn to be a hero or a villain. Most people learn their skills themselves and I can assume you've already done that. Being a villain can't be all that bad, you get to beat up people like me." Paul said with a small smile. Paul could get along with anyone.
Viola shook the hand reached out to her. “It’s nice to meet you,” she responded with what seemed to be a permanent smile on her face. It’s not that she couldn’t be serious, she just wasn’t used to be around other powered people! Noticing his stiffness and shifting in his seat, she thought maybe she should tone her excitement down.
“Hopefully fights don’t become the norm,” she commented about the earlier event. “It is interesting though, having heroes and villains in the same place. I wonder why,” Viola added. Would they be separated the entire time? Would they have classes in common? What about those with similar powers? She had so many questions that she didn’t think any of the students could answer.
Viola glanced around the auditorium, meeting the crimson gaze of what she could only assume was a villain. Quickly looking away, she looked back at Atticus. “I grew up around a lot of normal humans so this is all new to me,” she explained her excitement.
Darling sunk down further in his seat, “I honestly don’t see how you’re impressed by this.” His was smooth yet harsh. He seemed to be constantly smug, the iconic smirk never leaving his lips, “To be perfectly honest the is all very underwhelming.” He threw a lazy glance at Viola, “What can you do then, Angel face?” He inhaled more smoke from his cigarette, blowing it out his nose.
Warren arrived at the school after everyone else. He looked around and studied the place a bit. There was a lot of places he could climb. This made him smile. When the orb approached him he was a bit surprised. He never saw anything like it before. The orb asked him to put his index on the scanner, so he did. "Villain." The orb said. He looked around and went by the other villains to wait for something else to happen. He could feel Marc battling inside of him, but he managed to keep it inside for the moment. "I don't want to let you out right now..." He whispered.
After a bit Luci returned to the auditorium returning to her seat.She felt the eyes of many villains and a couple hero’s.Groaning and sinking into her seat she sighed,she had already caused a scene.
She didn’t want to get on the bad side of anybody she honestly just wanted to live a quiet life.She tried her best to stay hidden from the stared but couldn’t when she noticed the white haired guy she bumped into before sat with the villains.Shaking her head and she thought it wasn’t a good time to get distracted since she is the only one who will be attending both sides of the school she had to look out for herself.