I walked into the empty classroom noisily & sloppily dumped my backpack on the floor next to the seat I normally take on these Wednesdays after school in room 307. I collapsed into the chair & struggled out of my heavy, black & blue winter coat. My god, does this coat annoy the crap out of me. Not only is it too hot, but it's ugly as shit, too. I hate winter, so much. It's so cold, & it brings my most hated holidays. Christmas is so stupid. I don't even believe in god! I'm a strong believer that we evolved from monkeys, which evolved from plants, which evolved from cells, which make up the earth. Hell yes.

My name is Remi Santoni, & I'm 2/4 vampire, ¼ shapeshifter, & ¼ fallen angel. I' m also 1/4 Irish & 3/4 Japanese, too. Odd mixture, isn't it? But I am what I am, right?

Of course, none of you humans know this. You don't know that vampires, werewolves, angels, demons, & any other mythical crap you guys believe is fake, is indeed real. You don't know that there are more worlds than just you out there that exist with other…beings living on them, either. Hell, most of you guys don't even know what your computer is made of! (Of course, some of you geeks do, but most of you do not.)

The world I am from is called 'Mikomi', which actually means 'hope' in Japanese, which is ironic, because Mikomi is just the opposite of its meaning. It is a lot like Midgar, from Final Fantasy 7 Advent Children (which actually a world, too!), only even more depressing, & there are evil people littered everywhere that are just as evil as Sephiroth. Mikomi is lead by the fiercest being to exist in my world, Tsukangi (Tsoo-Kan-gee). He's the head of every bad organization, like the mob, & the Ashi, which literally means 'evil'. I am part of this organization, & I'll explain that a little later. Right now, I need to get back on topic, for I've veered off terribly.

My fellow students have all entered & sat down in some random chairs around the room by this time. Mrs. Jacobs has yet to join our group of 6 students, though. Every Wednesday, the smartest students of the 7th & 8th grade rendezvous in my former 4th grade teachers' class to practice for the day in April or May where we face off different schools with our knowledge of, well, everything. It's supposedly called Academic Olympics. I've never heard of it 'til now, though.

"Eh, Remi! Did you study for the math test tomorrow?" Rachel asks me from across the room.

"I don't need to." I answered back absentmindedly.

"Why not?"

"Because I just don't."

"But even the smartest people need to study! That's how they get smart!"

"I studied enough."

"I think I did too, but I'd still-"

I cut her off & said rather fiercely, "Shut the fuck up, would you?!"

I'm considered as a mean person in my school. An outcast with a short temper & quiet, solemn personality. I rarely have conversations, & when I do, it usually ends with my famous line, 'Stfu & gtfa'. So when Rachel heard this, she wasn't surprised with it. She knew it was coming sooner or later.

She sniffed indifferently. "Fine. But don't come crying to me asking to cheat offa my test.". Psh, like I'd ever do that. Fool.

Mrs. Jacobs walking in the room swiftly just then & placed her bag on the chair closest to my right. "Well, what should we work on this afternoon? Come, come. Sit at this table, there are enough chairs to fit the lot of you.", she said.

Now, Mrs. Jacobs is probably my favorite teacher on this world, earth. She is the smartest human I have ever met, &, though she does not know I'm not human (nor does any other human), it feels like she knows I'm different, but she doesn't treat me weirdly. I love her for that.

N-not that I'm any closer to her, or any other human. I'm not close to any other people, for that matter, except for Vincent, my Protector.

Every shape shifter has a Protector, even if they are only part shape shifter. Most Protectors are vampires, but some are werewolves, too. Vincent is a vampire, & a very disciplined one at that. He doesn't drink human blood, like most do. I let him take mine. Since I'm part shape shifter, I bleed. That's why I need a Protector. I have no way to protect myself. But then again, I'm part vampire & fallen angel, too, so I have a lot of strength & I can use a couple of the elements; Electricity (also Lightening), Darkness, & Light.

"Remi, hello? I know you know this! What's Dr. Seuss' real name?! Jesus, where are you? Hello?!"

Mrs. Jacobs shook my shoulder hard. I realized that class had started & Jacobs was already firing off questions.

"Theodor Geisel…" I mumbled quietly, finally coming to my senses. That's when I took a good sniff of the air. I smelled everyone's familiar scent; Jacobs, Rachel, Calvin, Ken, Jaab, Alex, & another scent that I couldn't identify that burnt my nose.

Wait, burnt my nose?

…Something else was in the room.