Chapter 1: Average
If you asked someone to describe Tsukune Aono, they would most likely say one word : Average. He wasn't particularly popular but he wasn't a nobody either. He wasn't over weight but he didn't look like an insane body builder. His brown hair fell clumsily in a way that suggested he didn't really worry about his appearance. There was only one problem to being average and that was his grades.
"Better luck next time, eh Tsukune?" joked his friend. "Thanks" Tsukune replied awkwardly. He couldn't believe it; he had failed his high-school entrance exams. "You can retake them next year." said another friend who was attempting to sound supportive. "Yeah, I guess." mumbled Tsukune. "Of course I didn't pass" he thought "When have I ever succeeded at anything?" He slowly picked up his tattered bag, slung it over his shoulder and stated walking home.
"Mum!" he called out "I'm home!" He walked into the kitchen where he found his Mother, a brown haired gentle woman in her late thirties. Tears of joy were streaming down her smiling face! "We have wonderful news darling!" she said "Your Father has found a school for you to go to!" "H-he did!?" asked a surprised Tsukune. "Eeyup" his Father smugly replied. He also had brown hair (which was starting to go grey in various places) and looked to be in his early forties. "Your old man here happened to find right person at the right time!" "You found this on the street!?" exclaimed Tsukune. "Oh we're so happy for you" cried his Mother, who was practically waltzing round the room with her husband. Tsukune knew it would be useless to argue. Besides, he was kind of looking forward to it.
The next morning Tsukune awkwardly gathered his things together. He has spent the previous night packing so he didn't get the amount of sleep that he really needed. Tsukune heaved his heavy suit case down stares. He stumbled into the kitchen and sat down at the table where a huge breakfast was waiting for him. "Is this all for me?" he asked. "Of course it is; you need your strength for your big day!" After Tsukune shovelled down the last bite of his food mountain he picked up his things and walked to the place where the bus would pick him up. He had been provided with a school uniform the previous night and was now wearing it. It seemed normal enough: green blazer, white shirt, brown trousers and he didn't think he looked half bad in it.
When the bus eventually arrived he noticed something odd, the bus drivers eyes appeared to glow. "Must be the light" he said to himself as he climbed aboard the battered vehicle. Despite having enough seats for at least 30 people, Tsukune was the only person there. He assumed that more people would get on as the journey continued. He sat down on one of the tired old seats and positioned his bags next to him. Slowly they made their way out of the busy, noisy city and into the quiet, peaceful countryside.
Around an hour later the bus spoke to Tsukune. "So, you're heading to Yokai Academy ?" he asked. There was something in tone of his voice that made him sound sinister. "Y-yeah." stuttered Tsukune, who had been day dreaming. "I must warn you" he said menacingly "Yokai Academy is a scaaary place." The emphasis on "scary" worried Tsukune slightly. Looking out of the window, he saw that they were approaching a tunnel. The bus accelerated towards it. Inside the tunnel was one if the strangest experiences Tsukune had ever had. Bright swirls of light seemed to dance along the tunnel walls, twisting and turning in perculiar patterns. The white shine of the exit came tumbling towards him. With a huge WOOSH the bus flew out of the tunnel and ground to a halt. "Here we are." smirked the bus driver.