Hihi~! This is a collab by: SeraphPrincessKaguya, GirlyTurtle, Sannenin, and ShiroNoHeddofon! Due to confusion, SeraphPrincessKaguya (hereby referred to as 'Kaguya') will be typing her A/Ns in italics, GirlyTurtle in underline, Sannenin in bold, and ShiroNoHeddofon will be typing normally.
Okey, friends! Let me present you, Elrios Academy For The Gifted: Inverse Identity! Which I will purposely shorten to EAFTGII for the sake of the people who need to type this (refers to myself and my poor hands)!
Can't we just refer to it as Inverse Identity?
Oh. I'm stupid. Don't mind me as I self-pity myself….
BTW, props to Sann-chan for the title!
Oooh, she's good. That reminds me, I haven't met Shiro-san yet. Hopefully GirlyTurtle-chan will pull him up somewhere to here.
Kagu-chan, you don't have to call me by my full name. I guess Girly-chan's fine.
How about Turtle-chan? Because Girly-chan- unless you want to be called Girly-chan?
Well I guess Turtle-chan works, but that's also referring to my magic turtle that flies and likes eating sushi and burgers. But sure! Turtle-chan it is!
Alrighty! GirlyTurtle-chan (hereby referred to as 'Girly-chan' or 'Turtle-chan' by request)! Now, readers, look down below. What do you see? Yep, you're right! It's the classes! And so to not delay our story with my aimless chatter (?), without further ado, I present you:
Chapter 1: New Year, School, New Classmates, New Teachers… New Troubles?!
Classes:
Elsword: Lord Knight
Aisha: Dimension Witch
Rena: Wind Sneaker
Raven: Reckless Fist
Eve: Code: Battle Seraph
Chung: Tactical Trooper
Ara: Sakra Devanam
Elesis: Crimson Avenger
Add: Diabolic Esper
Lu: Chiliarch
Ciel: Dreadlord
Welcome to the EAG, otherwise known as the Elrios Academy for the Gifted! Here, students express themselves through all their talents. Some excel at Math or Science, others at Arts such as painting, singing, dancing, or acting. Some even spend their time at this school building robots for the future! So, as you can see, reader, the talent here is limitless! Now, let us step into this prestigious academy and experience the wonders it beholds!
~Eve's POV~
The sunlight streamed into my room, its light blinding me as I struggled to get up.
"Ugh, morning. Why can't night be longer?" I whined as I attempted to rub the sleepiness out of my eyes and tried to untangle myself from my sheets. Big failure there.
"Eve! Do you have ANY idea what time it is?!" shouted a voice I knew all too well. After all, I was born from that very creature.
"Actually, Mom, I don't. Care to tell me?" I drawled, trying to annoy her. It was a little game we played. I usually win in the end.
"IT IS SEVEN IN THE MORNING! SCHOOL STARTS AT 7: 30! THE BUS WILL BE HERE IN 5 MINUTES!" she shrieked.
"You're kidding right? Please tell me you're kidding," I muttered to myself hopefully. I looked at my clock hoping that my mother was just joking. Alas, my wish was not granted. It was currently 7:01 and the clock was ticking. That meant I had 4 minutes to get ready if I didn't want to be late. I sighed in frustration as I tore through my closet trying to find my uniform.
"Crap! I knew I should have set it out last night!" I complained. "There it is!" I sighed in relief as I emerged victorious from the pile of clothes. I hastily put it on, not bothering to fix up my necktie, figuring I could tie it on the bus.
I hurriedly rushed to the bathroom, thanking myself for taking a shower the night before. However, finding my clothes had brought me over a hurdle... just to crash into another. What in the world was I going to do with the nest on my head? I grumbled as I grabbed a brush and detangler spray and rushed downstairs, attempting to brush and spray at the same time. When I got to the bottom of the stairs, I picked up my backpack and swung it onto my shoulder, mentally patting myself on the back for packing it the night before. I was going to grab a granola bar, when I heard a honk.
I cursed. The bus was here. No time to grab a snack now. I rushed to the front door, checked my hair, and decided that it was not a mess- scratch that- not TOO much of a mess.
I ran out the door just as the bus was pulling away.
"WAIT! I'M HERE! WAIT!" I shrieked with all my power.
Well… that got their attention. I was known in my family for being talkative and having a powerful voice. I was told that I could be heard four football fields away. The bus stopped in place and opened its doors. I hustled inside and stared down the aisle.
"Uh, hi…" I mumbled, wondering what they were looking at. I hope it wasn't my (messy) hair. I thought about either going to my seat awkwardly, or keeping the conversation while hoping someone else joined in. I decided to go with the latter. I smiled brightly and spoke up.
"Hi! I guess you guys are my new classmates now! My name is Eve, and I hope we can be friends!" It was so silent you could have heard a pin drop.
The bus driver glared at me and said gruffly, "Oi, you gon' sit down or what? Because I gotta get this bus goin' or else you guys are gon' be late and I won't get paid."
I nodded silently and felt my face burning up. I kept my head down as I walked down and found an empty seat next to a fellow albino. Interestingly, his sclera (the white part of your eye outside the iris) was black. I opened my mouth to ask him about his oddly colored eyes when he beat me to it.
"Hi, Eve. I'm Add!" He said cheerfully. "You're wondering why my sclera is black, right? Don't worry, that's what everybody wants to know. I honestly don't really know why. I've asked doctors but they can't figure it out either."
"Have you asked your parents?" I mused. I realized I shouldn't have asked that as his friendly smile faded. "Oh. I'm sorry. Did something happen to them?" His smile dimmed even more. I cursed mentally.
"Sorry that was rude. You don't have to tell me." He shook his head reassuringly.
"That's okay. I don't mind. Actually, they died when I was really young. So, I live in foster care now."
I opened my mouth to ask what it was like there when he pointed to my still-messy tie.
"You might wanna fix that, because it looks like we're here." I fixed it quickly and looked out the window. He was right.
Outside of our window stood the wondrous Elrios Academy for the Gifted. The school I studied my butt off to get into. The school that would hopefully change my life. The school of my dreams.
~Ciel's PoV~
I looked out the window of the bus as it came to a stop outside my new school, the prestigious Elrios Academy for the Gifted. It was known for its high-quality teachers, classrooms, food, and even the bathrooms. But I don't really care about those. I stepped off the bus and onto the plaza in front of the school and put on my shades. I was soon surrounded by tons of other students, most of them girls. I came to this school for one purpose, and one purpose only.
The pretty girls of course!
I looked through my shades and spun my head around to get a glimpse of all the beautiful booties that were walking towards the school building.
"Aw, yeaaah." I said to myself as I examined the ladies that were walking through the doors. "That one's definitely an 8, just look at those curves," I muttered.
I suddenly felt someone place their hand on my shoulder, and spun around to see who it was.
"My bro, how you doin'?" said a red-haired boy in front of me.
"Ah, Elsword, I'm doing great. All these lovely ladies are getting me pumped up." I replied.
"I know right? This is going to be the be-"
The school bell suddenly rang.
"Worst first day ever if we're late!"
"Right!"
We bolted through the school doors and into our classroom.
I took my seat and scanned the area to check for any babes. Which I found. And they were real hotties. One was sitting right in front of me.
The teacher rose from her chair and stood at the podium.
"Alright, class, let's start with introductions. Say your name and tell us something about yourself. We'll do this by line to avoid any confusion. You, with the green hair, you can start."
The girl stood up. She had long hair in a ponytail and a beautiful bust. I felt my nose start to bleed.
"H-Hi everyone, I'm Rena," she mumbled. "A-And I take martial arts lessons…"
Then she quickly sat back down. Everyone was looking at me. I forgot that I was right behind her. I wiped the blood from my nose and quickly stood up.
"Hello, I'm Ciel, and I did not just wipe blood from my nose. That was from cherry pie I had earlier."
I sat down and turned around to listen to the person sitting behind me. She had really, really, really long black hair and amber eyes.
"Yo, yo, yo, everyone, Ara Haan is in the house!" she exclaimed loudly before blowing a bubble of gum. It popped and splat on her face, then she continued. "And I like chewing bubble gum." She collected the gum from her face and stuck it back into her mouth.
Weeeeeell then, this was going to be a weird class.
The lunch bell rang and we headed to the cafeteria. Elsword was in a conversation with a shivering girl named Elesis. Weird. It wasn't cold in the slightest.
"C'mon sis, we talked about this!"
Wait, what?
"Please..? I have no one else to follow."
"No, make your own friends. Good luck with that though."
Elsword left his apparent "sister" and joined me.
"Sorry about that," he said. "My sister is being a real wuss and wants to just follow me around instead of making frie-"
I cut him off and said, "Waitwaitwait, you have a sister?!"
He shrugged and said, "Yeah. You didn't know?"
"No!"
"Oh. Okay. Ciel, I have a sister."
"I know!"
"But you just said-"
"I just found out!"
"From who?"
I facepalmed myself hard. "YOU!"
"Ohhhhhh."
"Oh my g-" I facepalmed myself again. "Why are you such an idiot?"
"Excuse you, I know tons of things."
"Like what?"
"That uh…I have a sister!"
I was so done. "Anything else, Stephen Hawking?"
"Who's that?"
Done. Just done.
"Bye Elsword."
"Nonono, wait!"
"What?"
"Uh…"
"Are you going to ask to sit at my table during lunch?"
"Great idea!"
This was my life. I hate my life. Except for the girls. Girls are life.
~Lu's PoV~
"It looks like… some boys are arguing…," My best friend, Aisha, calmly stated. She was correct, as always. And, not so surprising, she's reading a book. She has always been able to do that; understanding what was going around her without even bothering to look.
"A blue head arguing with a red head… maybe a one-sided argument?" I mused. "The blue head seems to be scolding the red head."
"Hm, apparently. By the way, the red head is Elsword, the infamous playboy. The blue head is Ciel, an apparent pervert," Aisha provided.
"How did you get the information?" I asked, although I already knew her answer. She closed her book and smiled at me mysteriously.
"I have my sources…," she said before walking faster towards our 'table'. I frowned as I tried to catch up to her.
~After lunch~
"Aisha, what class do you have next?" I asked her while we were walking in the hallway. I supposed that she was walking towards her class, but so was I.
"Hm? I have Biology. You?" Aisha nonchalantly answered me.
"I have Arts and Crafts. We're neighbors, it seems," I responded. She simply nodded as we walked.
"Ow," I fell down as I bumped into someone tall. Very tall. Much taller than me. Although I'm quite short, as I am 141 (4 ft and 7 in) cm.
"Oh, sorry," A hand extended down towards me. I took the hand as the person who I accidentally bumped into pulled me up.
"Thank you," I said. It's always polite to say 'thank you' after someone has helped you. I looked upwards to see Ciel, the blue head that was arguing with the red head during lunch.
"You're welcome," he simply said as he walked away. Hmm… I believe Aisha mentioned he was a pervert? That didn't seemed to have been the case…
"Are you alright?" Aisha asked me. I turned to her and nodded.
"Just thinking," I replied.
"Alright. But I don't think you should be thinking that much. We have approximately two minutes to get to class," she said. I gasped slightly.
"Oh my. We should get going then," I sighed. Aisha agreed and we went to our separate classes.
~In Arts and Crafts~
I looked for a seat, finding only one empty seat in the back row next to a boy with weirdly shaped hair. It looked like something from that game… what was it called? Oh yes, 'Pokemon'. I believe it was… 'Pikachu'? That's what the boy's hair looked like. Pikachu's ears.
"Hey, ya gonna stop staring?" I snapped away from my thoughts as that boy glared at me. He was chewing gum slowly and his feet were on our joined desks.
"I apologize for being rude…," I replied calmly. Is this what you call a stereotype gangster?
"Nah, it's fine. Just don't let me catch ya staring again. Or else…," the boy popped his gum and smirked at me knowingly. He then took the gum and placed it under his desk. Ah, I was right. A gangster for sure.
"Everyone, sit down! I'm the teacher here, call me Ms. Stella. No 'Stella', Ms. Stella, you hear? I won't tolerate inappropriate behavior. Now, introduce yourself. I don't want to call every one of you 'squirt' or 'punk' each time I need to talk to you. It's confusing. Who's going first?" Our teacher barked. Everyone went silent except the boy sitting next to me, who was yawning. Ms. Stella's hawk eyes went to the boy.
"Well, well, we got an actual punk in here. Since you seem so bored, why don't you start with the introductions?" Ms. Stella said, pointing her finger at the boy sitting next to me. The boy looked at the teacher and sighed. He stood up calmly though.
"Yo, Chung Seiker here. Don't mess with me unless ya want a few injuries," He said boredly before sitting back down. Everyone gasped as Ms. Stella glared at the gangster-like boy. Although I honestly believe he's a gangster.
"You got attitude, huh? We're gonna fix that by the end of this year if it's the last thing I do," Ms. Stella declared. Chung laughed mockingly.
"You can try, Stella," He said. Ms. Stella was fuming by now. I don't want to see what happens next. I don't. But what actually happened surprised me.
"Greetings. I am Luciela R. Sourcream. You may call me Lu," I said calmly, seemingly unfazed by everything that had just happened. Most of my fellow classmates sighed in relief; someone did something that they wanted to do, but had no courage to. Ms. Stella looked at me and regained her composure.
"Alright! Next, you! Introduce yourself!" Ms. Stella said, pointing at the person next to me. Meanwhile, Chung had his feet back on the desk, looking bored again.
I had hoped for an interesting year. So far, I sense no disappointment. If events go the same way the event between Chung and Ms. Stella went, then I am sure that this year will be filled with drama and excitement.
~Chung's POV~
"You're welcome." I cocked my head to the side to look at the one who spoke. It was the squirt who was staring at me earlier.
"Whaddya mean, 'you're welcome,' girl?" I asked grumpily. I couldn't believe that witch of a teacher, calling me out on the first day. What a bother.
"I thought that was the polite thing to say after saving someone from the wrath of a teacher," she replied simply. I studied her small, round face, not sensing a hint of sarcasm.
"Who said I needed saving?" I grabbed the gum I had put under the desk, stuck it in my mouth, and made a bubble, which made an extra loud pop!
I rolled my eyes as Stella glared in my direction.
"Ah, the punk decided that he could chew gum in class, eh?" she said angrily.
"Stella, I believe we need to lay down some ground rules, ya hear?" I said as she stalked up to me, hands on her husky hips.
"I believe we should, punk."
"First ground rule, don't tell me what to do. Second, don't even think about calling on me to answer your stupid questions. Third-"
Stella cut me off by grabbing the new bubble of gum out of my mouth in her talons. I locked eyes with her.
"You never ever touch my gum." I finished calmly, taking another pack of gum from my pocket and slowly popping a new piece in my mouth.
"NO GUM IN SCHOOL!" Stella hissed. "Looks like SOMEONE'S already got detention... On the first day of school! Seiker, you're seeing me after class!"
"In your dreams Stella."
She walked swiftly back to me after tossing my old gum away on her fat legs. Stella put her entire, ugly face in mine.
"Now it's MY turn to lay down some ground rules. Hmm, let me see, DON'T CALL ME STELLA." The entire class gasped as I blew a bubble and popped it in her face.
"You needed that. You're breath ain't what I'd call 'minty fresh,' yo."
I heard a few chuckles in the room and smirked. Stella looked furious. She ripped the gum off of her face and chucked it into the garbage can across the room with a perfect arc. It landed with a smack in the middle of the trash can.
"Huh, about time you scored at something. Ya certainly ain't scoring at taming the Seikas."
"YOU'LL BE SEEING ME AFTER CLASS, PUNK, WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT!"
"Pfft, yeah right." As she began to stalk back to her desk, I stuck my legs out in front of her hammy ones. Not seeing my legs, she stumbled over them, her entire bulky self toppling into a heap on the desks in front.
"SEIKER!"
"Wazzup, I'm Chung Seiker yo," I said, standing up, flashing peace signs everywhere, and heading to the door. "And I'm OUT. Class DISMISSED."
The entire room was in chaos as my classmates heeded my words and began packing up. Ms. Stella ran about screaming "CLASS IS NOT OVER" and "SIT YOUR PUNK BUTTS DOWN." I simply walked out the door and took an extended bathroom break until the end of Arts and Crafts, leaning on the wall, chewing my third gum of the day.
Can ya believe it? Third!
Through the window of the Arts and Crafts classroom door, I caught a face staring at me. A girl. Was it the squirt again or someone else? I shrugged and continued chewing.
Not that I cared.
~After Class~
Naturally, I ditched detention. Why would I want to stay in school longer than I have to?
I was chilling on my own in front of the school building, one eye peeled for Stella, chewing my gum when I noticed movement to my right.
Another girl, but this time, she wasn't staring at me. She leaned on the wall beside me. I heard a pop. She was chewing gum. She then turned to look at me. Her amber eyes started to freak me out.
"Hey," I said with narrowed eyes. "You wanna start a fight or something?"
"Totally," she replied coolly. "But not with you."
There was silence for a moment except for the chewing and popping of gum.
"You're the kid who back-talked Ms. Stella," the girl said.
I prepared myself for a lecture, with good comebacks racing through my mind.
"Respect, kid."
I was taken aback. It was my turn to look at her. She smirked.
"Wearing an expression like that, I kinda do wanna start a fight with ya now. Quit gawking. You look like a dork."
More silence. I had a feeling I should say something. Instead I chewed my gum in a more rapid fashion as the girl watched, her extremely long black hair swaying behind her.
"The name's Ara Haan, kid." The girl broke the silence again. She continued watching expectantly.
"Heh, what do you want from me?"
"Nothing really. I just thought we'd cause some pretty good trouble if you'd stop bein' so hostile." Ara plucked the gum out of her mouth and stuck it on the wall. "Yer name would be useful though, kid."
"Chung," I grunted before spitting my own gum on the ground. "I hope you don't think we're friends just 'cause we're talking, ya hear? I'm a lone Seiker, and where I come from, I'm a prince."
"Huh, okay then." She leaned in. I squirmed uncomfortably. No one, other than Stella, had been this close to me for such a long time. I'd never really let anyone this close without any consequences. "We're not friends." Ara gave me her signature smirk before stepping away and stuffing her gum back in her mouth.
She then looked at the old gooey piece of gum on the ground in front of me. "What flavor do ya chew?"
I gawked again. Is this lady for real?
"Mint."
Ara pulled out a pack of gum from… I don't even wanna say it. She handed it to me.
"You should upgrade, kid."
"Quit calling me 'kid', kid. You have my name."
Ara seemed to ignore me. Instead, she waited as I opened up the pack, grabbed a piece, and popped it in my mouth. My mouth immediately burst with flavor, and I ain't normally the one to use that kinda description.
"I can see in your eyes that ya like it, dude, so don't even bother trying to lie to me," she said, her smirk even more evident. "The right flavor matters. It's Tropical Fruit. You can find it pretty much anywhere."
"Thanks man. You don't seem too bad for a dame."
"No problem. You don't seem too bad either, kid." she replied. "I'mma blow this joint. See ya tomorrow, Seiker."
Ara ran down the road away from the school. She waved once with her signature smirk before running out of sight.
We ain't friends. The Prince don't get chummy with just any punk. That Ara though, she's a bit on the wild side. Just the way I like it.
Aaaaand finale! This story gets more interesting every seconds, especially since I'm not the one writing (most of) it. I only wrote one PoV. Which brings us to this topic:
Who wrote which PoV? If you readers can guess the right answer(s), you'll win a free one-shot of your favorite pairing in Elsword by your preferred author/ess (one of us four)!
Contest rules:
1: The first person to guess AND comment ALL the right answers win the one-shot!
2: If the first person only guessed a few of them right, then there will be no prize… but a punishment.
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3: The above rule… I was joking. But you won't get a prize. On the other hand, you'll simply receive an elaborately written message that should roughly translate to: "Thank you for reading! We really appreciate it, and unicorns can fly. Rainbows are black and birds can eat!"
Oooooooh! A contest! Interesting! I agree! Great idea Kagu-chan! I applaud you! I just hope that none of us are too lazy to write! But that message... I don't even know...
I'm too lazy. But I'll do it if it's for the readers~! It's easy. It goes like this:
"Birds of a feather flock together.
Thanks to those that donated feathers.
Black birds cannot eat rainbows.
Eating poison will kill you.
Reading is a good thing, so please read on!"
Wait… does that even make sense…? Whatever! Anyhoo, the first few people to have tried to guess (but failed) will receive this message in their inbox through PM! If you're a guest, rest assured; we'll get it to you through the next chappie's review time! That's all there is for me to say. Anything else, Turtle-chan?
Nope! I think you covered it all Kagu-chan!
Alrighty! To close this chappie off, I would like Turtle-chan to sing us a song! *cues music and tosses microphone to Turtle-chan*
Umm, okay!
*to the tune of Happy Birthday:
Please, Review!
Please, Review!
We want to know...
What you think!
XD I just made that up on the spot!
*Cues crazy clapping* Was that good or was that good?! Now, you readers got the message! R&R before I accidentally kill a random boy~! Oopsie-daisies~!
Please review! We don't want Kagu-chan to get arrested for murder do we? XD