A/N: I'm a nerd and fanboy who wants a good-guy Vader as a headmaster in Mistral! Enjoy.
If Greyella Goodwitch was being honest, she loved her job. Not only did she get to order around little brats, make a borderline military disciplinary/dress code, but she got to work underneath the man whom she could, shamelessly, claim being in love with a fangirl for. Darth Vader. The man who could doubtlessly be claimed as the strongest person alive. As any would be having slain the entirety of the White Fang, and Slaver population on the continent of Anima. Though said feats didn't make him arrogant nor overconfident. If anything he did his best to make sure the crime-riddled kingdom stayed that way! And Dust was he intimidating in all the right ways! Anywho, she didn't want to think of what it would've been like had the other candidate, Jacob Ironwood, cousin of the general from Atlas, been elected as headmaster instead. Seeing as her twin sister, Glynda, constantly avoided Mistral like a plague because of him was enough proof she might not have kept the job of combat teacher. had he been headmaster. But ohohoh was she glad she waited to see who got the position! But enough happy accident level backstory, Initiation was here again and she had to watch the Second-Headmistress, Cinder Fall, welcome the new students with that air of mystery the Headmistress oh-so enjoyed. Speaking of...
"Welcome students. My name, is Cinder Fall. And I am the Deputy Headmistress. Tonight, you will sleep here, in the auditorium. And do watch yourselves, you should always stay vigilant during the night, especially in Anima. Any questions?" A blue haired boy, looked way to into himself, raised his hand. "Yes?"
"When will we be lights out?" The poor, poor fool asked.
"Right now."
"Wait wha-" the toxins laced throughout the air took effect as the students collapsed simultaneously and the shield between the stage, and open room, was exposed. Then Cinder whipped out her scroll with a flourish and-
"The students are out cold Headmaster." A cold feeling overtook the air as a robotic baritone responded-
"Good work Fall, get them onto the Bullheads and to the initiation site immediately."
"Yes sir!"
To be continued~