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The Letter of Acceptance
It was a beautiful day on New Earth. It was May 5th, 3005 and the sun was warm, the birds were singing, and a nice breeze was blowing through. There was only one thing odd about that day. It was a boy waiting next to the computer for an e-mail. This would be the most important e-mail of his life. The monitor blinked and a friendly voice said, "You have mail, sir, would you like to read it?"
The boy said, "Yes! I want to read it!"
The file opened and it said, "Congratulations, Mr. Andre Baron, you have been accepted into the Legion academy. Classes start on August 15th. Supplies required for class include: three (3) academy uniforms, one (1) Omnicom, two (2) notebooks, and items for demonstrating your power. In addition, you need to come in to schedule your classes before the start of the semester. We thank you for your support.
Sincerely, Jacques Foccart,
President of the United Planets.
Andre couldn't believe it; he'd been accepted, even with his limitations. The power to heal people as well as project a force field was useful, but he knew that he also had a power limiter inside him keeping most of his abilities dormant. That didn't matter for now, though. He needed his supplies, and a way of demonstrating his power. A short time on the internet later and he had everything he needed for his time in the academy.
Six Weeks later
Andre arrived at the main office building for the academy. He had with him a couple of scalpels and the results of his last bio-scan. The enrolling process was taking place in room 27. Andre saw a line and he took a number and waited for his turn. While he waited, he decided to try to talk to the person he was sitting next too. He asked, "Are you enrolling too, or you here with a friend?"
He said, "I'm here to enroll, but I'm so nervous that I can hardly concentrate. My name is Tryn Mazr, from Arlos. What's your name?"
Andre responded, "I'm Andre Baron, from Earth. I have healing powers as well as the ability to project an effective force field. What powers do you have?"
Tryn responded, "I have the ability to shape and manipulate air currents. This means that I can create anything from a small breeze to a tornado. I can also make the air razor sharp if I so desire."
Andre responded, "Good luck, I hope we get some classes together." In the next couple of minutes Andre was called in for class scheduling.
The room was clean, and there was an administrator there waiting to make the schedules. He said, "I need your name, power, and class preference. I will also test your power to see if it is your own and not artificial."
Andre stated his name and power, but also said, "I have a power limiter placed in my body as well. It turned up in my last bio-scan. I may be capable of more than I have right now. My preferences for classes are hand-to-hand combat and energy control."
The administrator said, "Alright, but I need to see your powers before I log anything onto my computer."
Andre pulled out one of the scalpels and made a long cut on his upper arm, then touched it with his other hand and traced it. The cut closed itself up as it was touched. The administrator then said, "That's a good demo of the healing power, but how are you going to show me your force fields?"
Andre said, "I want you to throw this scalpel at me, I can repel it using my fields." The administrator threw the small knife at the boy, and just before it made contact, the blade shattered.
The administrator said, "That's all I needed to see. Welcome to the academy."