Loki wakes up to find himself in a unknown place. "Not a place on the world tree" he thinks to himself. He has no memory of how he got here or how to get out. He notices that he is at a school. He also notices that everyone is about 17- 18. He transfigures himself to blend in to the crowd of students in the auditorium. The headmaster and a teacher stepped onto stage. "Hello, and welcome to Beacon. My name is Glynda Goodwitch. You are among a privileged few who have received the honor of being selected to attend this prestigious academy! Our world is experiencing an incredible time of peace, and as future Huntsmen and Huntresses, it is your duty to uphold it. You have demonstrated the courage needed for such a task, and now it is our turn to provide you with the knowledge and the training to protect our world." the woman welcomed. the headmaster stepped up to the mic" I'll...keep this brief. You have traveled here today in search of knowledge-to hone your craft and acquire new skills. And when you have finished, you plan to dedicate your life to the protection of the people. But I look amongst you, and all I see is wasted energy, in need of purpose – direction. You assume knowledge will free you of this, but your time at this school will prove that knowledge can only carry you so far. It is up to you to take the first step." Something showed up on the screen but Loki didn't pay attention to it he was trying to figure out how to get back home. Some student came up to him and introduced themselves. Ruby, Yang, Jaune, Pyrrha. That was about it. They weren't important. He wasn't going to stay for long.