A/N: This chapter is a little (lot) shorter than the last because he doesn't have much of a history. No tragic past, or awesome moments. This kid pretty average.
Enter Eugene Direlort
It's finally time. I'm on my way to being one of the greatest hunters in history! Once I graduate from Signal Academy, I'll move on to Beacon Academy. My name's Eugene Direlort and I'll prove to everyone I can become a great hunter! I've already sent my application to Beacon and I have a great track record! Once they grant me in I'll work hard and…
"Move out the way Eugene!" I get slammed into a wall, breaking me from my concentration.
"Ugh…" I look up and see Berthold Alaster, my fellow classmen and a bully at Signal. "Jeez… what was that for…"
"Shut your mouth, fodder. You should've moved out of my way."
"Sorry, I wasn't paying attention." I'm about to stand up when I get pushed back down. 'Here we go again…' I sigh internally as Berthold and his cronies proceed to beat me. I never do anything, not because I'm weak, but I don't want to ruin my track record. I figured it was better to just take it. When they were finally done with me they left me there. When they were gone I got up and moved on to what I was doing before. Here at Signal, I'm not one to fight people who are supposed to be on my side outside of sanctioned duels and battle class. My weapon of choice is a dagger that doubles as a pistol. My semblance is invisibility, though it doesn't exactly fit my fighting style. I stop and find myself at the school's combat area. Since I'm here, I might as well use it. "Two more months, then I'm done with Berthold and his friends." I mutter as I slash at the poor target dummy.