A/N: First things first, thaanks to everyone that has shown interest thus far, especially my reviewers! This chapter is dedicated to HinataSt, Gleehipster and Wolf1337!
Wolf1337 - It's funny you sad that about Brittany because I used that same term to have her describe herself in this one xD As far as how far the power goes I haven't decided yet. Giving Brittany an offensive weapon just feels wrong but it's already been established she can focus it into her hands and make little light balls so we will see!
This chapter will probably feel a little tedious, but I wanted to get everyone introduced and set some grounding for the story. The next chapter will jump forward in time and start advancing the plot. Hope you stick with me!
Today was the first day of classes at the McKinley School for the Exceptionally Gifted and some students were more willing than others to be sitting in the seats of the orientation class for the new comers. More specifically, Santana Lopez almost had literal steam coming out of her ears. She had pitched a seemingly endless fit to not be sent to this school for 'freaks' so she could stay in LA with her 'normal' friends. It all came to naught though and her father insister that this was a good opportunity for her to learn how to hide her powers better. So here she was, in the middle of nowhere surrounded by other 'freaks.' She had to admit they all looked pretty normal though. No one with extra limbs or anything like that. At that moment Miss Bieste, the woman that had come to her house entered the room and everyone turned to face her.
"Hello everyone. For those of you that don't know I'm Miss Bieste. You can call me Coach though. The first thing we are going to do is introduce ourselves one by one and do a small demonstration of our abilities, just to get acquainted and familiar. I will start of course." With that, Coach Bieste picked up her solid, wooden desk with one hand and lifted it above her hear with ease. "As you can see, I have super strength. Easy enough. You first." She pointed at an immaculately dressed boy in the front row. Santana was impressed by this woman and she was actually excited to see other people's powers. The boy made his way to the front of the room and shuffled a bit for introducing himself.
"My name Is Kurt Hummel, as for my ability I can't really do it on the spot." His face started to flush but Coach quickly stepped in.
"Let me help young man." She proceeded to pull a small knife out of her pocket and dragged the point up her forearm, not too deep but enough to make the entire gasp. As a tall kid jumped up to offer assistance, Kurt laid his hand across the wound and everyone was shocked to see the blood start running back up the Coach's arm and the wound seal itself. He turned back to the class again and flushed before talking again.
"As you can I'm a healer.
Santana didn't know what to do with this. It was impossible. Before she could finish her thought, Coach Bieste called another student to the front. A young man in a wheelchair.
"Hello. I'm Artie Abrams and I'm a techno path." Someone opened their mouth to ask what that was, but he was cut off by all the electronics in the room going haywire. The lights, the computer, everyone's cell phones. It all ended as abruptly as it started and Artie quickly wheeled himself out of the spotlight so Coach could call someone else up.
"I will go next. My name is Rachel Berry and I'm a future star of Broadway so feel honored that you are meeting me now. As for my talent that pertains to this school, I am amphibious. For those that don't know what that means I can live in water or on land. I have no desire to demonstrate it so you can just live with the explanation." The small girl had managed the whole speech in one breath and had already flounced back to her seat before anyone could comment. Even Coach Bieste was a little taken aback. Instead of pushing the issue of demonstration she just moved to the next person, the tall boy that had stood to offer assistance before when Kurt was demonstrating his ability. He awkwardly made his way to the front of the room before, just as awkwardly, introducing himself.
"Umm, hello. I'm Finn Hudson. Umm, I guess you could call my ability stretchy." As he was talking he had started to extend his right arm towards the teacher's desk that was a good several feet away and grabbed a notebook off before pulling his arm back in. "Umm, I guess that's it." He returned the notebook back to the desk and went back to his own seat. Awkward.
A heavyset black girl was the next one called.
"I'm Mercedes Jones and you all might want to cover your ears for this one." Once everyone had placed their hands over their ears, Mercedes opened her mouth and screamed, shattering the glass window at the back of the class. Everyone looked a little stunned as they turned to face the window, then look back at Mercedes. She gave a smug smile to a tall boy with a Mohawk in the front row who looked unimpressed. "Top that punk."
"Easy enough." The boy responded with before making his way to the front of the room. "I'm Puckzilla." The next time he opened his mouth fire fell out and everyone in the front row jumped back. Puck snapped his mouth shut and threw a wink at Mercedes before taking his seat.
A young Asian girl was the next one called to the front. "H-h-hello. I'm T-t-t-t-Tina. I-i-i-i-I fly." She pulled her hoodie off and wings that could only be described as bat-like fell out. "I c-c-c-can't fly in h-h-h-here though." She quickly pulled her sweater back on to hide her wings and rushed back to her seat. A young Asian man put his hand on her shoulder before heading to the front himself.
"My name is Mike Chang and I don't really have bones." Everyone stared at him with a quizzical look so he started dancing which everyone found a bit odd before that realized that no human body could move like that. When he was finished, about half the class actually applauded they were so impressed with his dancing ability. "Thanks." He mumbled before taking his seat for the next person to get their moment. The next person Coach called was a full-lipped blonde boy.
"Hey everyone, I'm Sam Evans and I can talk to animals. Like those." He pointed to the window which very suddenly had dozens of birds and squirrels and even a couple deer outside it looking calm and relaxed. With a nod and a wave of his hand the animals dispersed, as if released from a trance.
"You next Lauren." A large, imposing girl didn't even bother getting out of her seat but answered to her name.
"Obviously my name is Lauren and I'm not going to waste my time walking up there just to explain that you can't see my power. I have night vision. Move on now."
"I'll go next, before I lose it. My name is Matt Rutherford and I'm a mimic." In rapid succession he grew a pair of wings, breathed fire and made a dozen birds fly to the window. It left as quickly as it came and he blushed. "I can't hold more than one power for more than a couple seconds, and a single one for a couple minutes. I can also mimic voices and personalities." He said the last bit in Coach Bieste's voice, making the room chuckle.
"Very nice Matt. You next pretty boy." A young boy at the back of the room made his way to the front.
"My name is Blaine Anderson and I have super senses. Like I can hear Kurt's breathing just picked up, that boy in the Letterman jacket just clenched his fist and the pretty blonde in the corner just gasped." Everyone turned their attention to the three people he had called out who had all immediately blushed before turning towards Blaine again. He just shrugged before taking his seat.
"Letterman, I guess you're up."
"Name is Dave and I guess you can call me a tracker. A mutant tracker. I can sense them." He hustled back to his seat while Coach called Quinn to the front.
"My name is Quinn Fabray and I'm a shifter." She immediately took her favored coyote form before going back to human. There were murmurs of how cool it would be to be able to shift as Quinn blushed.
Santana was the next one up. "Santana Lopez and I can play with dirt." As people snickered, Santana hit them with a murderous stare and made the ground shift underneath them which immediately silenced the snickers. "That's what I thought." A last sneer as she took her seat and Coach called one of the last two people left.
"My name is Brittany Pierce and I'm a light bulb!" She immediately threw the lights from her pores, excited to share her gift with more people. Everyone room shielded their eyes but Santana. She had never seen something so beautiful before. She felt sad as the light started to fade, but was immediately drawn in by the blonde's face. How had she not noticed how beautiful this girl was yet? Santana was distracted as Coach pointed to the final person in the room; a tall, dark haired girl in the corner.
"Not today Coach." Santana turned to look at the girl more closely. She seemed utterly bored with the whole situation and was staring leisurely at Quinn who was three seats down. Coach tried to argue but the girl cut her off. "Not today." The bell actually rang at the same time and everyone started to file out except the strange girl in the corner who remained seated and stared after Quinn as she left the room. All Santana could think about was how strange this girl was until the blonde named Brittany passed in front of her. She was pulled from her thoughts and immediately started after her. She was bound and determined to get to know this girl and she wasn't going to let anyone stop her. She always got what she wanted after all.
