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A large eye covered the entire sky and its shadow laid upon every single blade of grass. Her Talent was useless against such a foe. It was too big, too far away. Pey would have to, for not the first time, give up. If only she had super strength, or wings, something useful! She took a trembling breath, and ran.

Ding dong ding! A pleasant chime rose her from the nightmare. 'Wow, that nightmare kept me asleep for the whole night, impressive.'

"The time is six thirty. Today is the first day of the fall term. Please be especially courteous to any new students. There are no more announcements."

'Ah, morning announcements how I love and loathe thee'. It's the only thing that would wake her at such an ungodly hour, which was both good and bad. Pey stumbled out of bed and got ready for the day. Clothing, check. Brushed hair, yup. Brushed teeth…not done. Waking a few moments after was Altera, who met Pey in the washroom with a bright, multi-coloured toothbrush.

The girl was dressed in a once-white skirt (now spattered with all colours of paint and dye), and a once-white shirt with long flowing sleeves.

"Good morning, Pey."

"Eh."

"Not one for morning pleasantries?"

"Eh."

"How about we go and get breakfast at the cafeteria? We may be able to all find our classmates from there."

"Eh."

Mindlessly, Pey shadowed Altera, who seemed to know exactly where the cafeteria was, despite the twists and turns of the corridors and the morning rush. Like the rest of NABSTI, the eatery was gargantuan. Restaurants of every breed adorned the walls and tables were messily strewn about. Imagine the busiest indoor mall's food court, now multiply it by four hundred thousand. There was no way the two would find a classmate.

After securing a meal and a table, they began to chomp down.

"So," Pey began in between bites. "What kind of super name do you want… Y'know, when we get that far."

"Oh, I do not know. There is much to be considered! Do you know what title you would want?"

"Heh, not a clue."

The two of them talked on and on about hopes for the year, fears, and other students. One of them appeared to have a fear of heights, that was learnt during the flight when the washroom was 'occupied' the whole time. Most of the students were big time, popular to say the least. Actually, Pey was in those ranks. She had nearly mastered her Talent, from the commoner's perspective. She could possess anything within range, ten people at max, but that would take up her energy for the day. That wasn't good enough for her. Pey needed to possess things for longer, and to also possess her own body at the same time. There were more points, but those were the most important.

Her popularity was why she stayed inside, wore hoodies, and averted her eyes oft. Here at this school though, she was average.

There was a loud bang as someone sat down at their table, slamming their tray down. Pey was yanked out of her thoughts to stare at Felix and 'Grand Theft'.

Grand Theft looked horrible. His already messy hair (a consequence of wearing a beanie everyday) stood up at strange angles. He was dressed much the same as he had been yesterday, but he wore a baggy off-white hoodie with what looked like bloodstains on one sleeve. Heavy bags were formed under his eyes as he stared blankly at the tray in front of him.

It had been a long night for the young 'thug'. He'd spent most of the time drifting in and out of a paranoid light sleep...waiting for his roommate to try and kill him. It wasn't that he thought Felix could kill someone...but what if that was his goal? What if he was just pretending to be a country bumpkin, and he actually worked for the family who the Parrino's were currently at war with?

Or...he was just being paranoid, the country bumpkin really was a country bumpkin and no one was trying to kill him while he was stuck in an unfamiliar place far, far away from his home.

He blamed his family for being a family. He was more used to sleeping alone, having bodyguards posted outside...and being in his own bed, where he could hear the city life raging outside.

He wasn't homesick or anything though...and he definitely hadn't gotten pasta for breakfast in hopes it tasted anything like his Ma's cooking.

Grand Theft had been part relieved, part amazed that the cafeteria had a 'Little Italy' the size of an actual small village.

Unlike his bedraggled roommate, Felix looked bright and chipper. His tray was packed with toast, pancakes, sausages, eggs, hashbrowns, bacon and a plethora of other breakfast foods he was familiar with.

" 'Ello, Grand Theft! You do not appear to be well-rested," Altera said, before her eyes trained onto Felix, "Good morning, Handsome."

Before Felix could respond, Grand Theft spoke up, "What the hell? I get 'you look like shite' and he gets 'handsome'?"

"Yes."

Pey spoke up after the last of them had finished eating. "So… will we be heading to class soon? I'm not too sure I know the way… Actually I take that back. I'm sure I don't know the way."

"Fear not. This one knows the way."

"How the hell do ya know the way to the classroom? I can't even remember how to get back to the lobby," Grand Theft frowned. He picked at the pasta in front of him, not yet brave enough to try it. Part of him wondered if he should get Felix to eat some of, just in case it was poisoned or something. You never knew when the cook was actually an assassin hired by another family.

Then, there was a shove and his face nearly went into the bowl.

"Ah! I'm sorry! I just can't help but spring into action when I see a villain!" The comment came from who appeared to be another student. His hair seemed to be made of crystals or… something. Either way, it wasn't hard to notice him. There was no subtlety in his actions; he wanted this to be seen.

There were four very different reactions from the group gathered at the table.

Grand Theft kept perfectly still, but bright green eyes darkened and narrowed, staring down at his food. Anyone who could see his face knew it was the expression of someone who was very, very angry. It was the kind of expression one would expect on the face of a boy raised among villains.

Felix stared at the scene with wide eyes. It seemed like he wanted to say something to diffuse the ticking bomb, but nothing came out.

A mismatched gaze bore blankly into the prismatic eyes of the 'attacker', "Oh. You must go through many mirrors."

"Siding with the enemy, huh? Tsk, tsk, tsk. And here I thought this school was for the brightest heroes."

Lavender eyebrows furrowed in confusion, "I appear to be sitting across from both of you. I am unsure how I can be 'siding' if I am not 'beside'?"

Grand Theft was unable to stop himself from facepalming and letting out a quiet groan of frustration.

Felix got up to stand face to face with the kid. "Now listen here, I don't appreciate what you have to say. My friends here were enjoying a nice meal until you came along. If you want to say something, we can have a nice discussion right down here like grown adults." He said while patting the table.

"Tch. Like I'd want to be caught dead sitting with a bunch of creeps like you." Done saying his piece, the teen pointedly looked away from them and continued on his path across the cafeteria floor, towards one of the various counters offering selections of food.

And through it all, Pey had at some point fallen asleep again.

Then, a voice rumbled over the intercoms. "Students, It is 7:30. All first to fourth year students are to go back to their dorms at this time. Thank you."

At that, Pey woke up, far more lively than before. "Damn, and here I was hoping to get to class early... Well Altera, lead us to the dorms!"

"Okidoki!" With a too-wide grin, the short girl popped up to her feet and went to put away her tray and dishes. The other three followed after her, although both Felix and Grand Theft were also trying to finish what was left of their breakfast before they had to leave.

Eventually, the quartet found themselves in the hallway, where their yearmates appeared to be in states of panic as they wandered aimlessly down the hallways leading away from the cafeteria.

Altera took an immediate left, much to the surprise of her followers, as they were quite sure they'd come from a different path.

"Um...ya sure this is the right way?"

"Yes."

"Didn't we get here from like...the third hallway on the right?"

"This is a shortcut."

Grand Theft stared at the back of her head and frowned, uttering to himself "You've never been here before...how do you know any shortcuts?"

"I am quite good with directions."

Ten minutes later saw them standing in their residence hall. They couldn't see any of their peers, but Ms. Kindle awaited near the entrance. She was dressed similarly to the day before, in another pink dress with white shoes. As she leaned against the wall, her attention seemed to be focused on the phone in her hands as she rapidly tapped away on the screen. Something in the way she stared at the phone showed her to be worried about the person she was texting.

Then, she noticed the four students approaching her and looked up at them, smiling warmly...as best a cat can.

She seemed surprised to see them so soon after the announcement, "Oh...wow. I didn't expect anyone to get here so quickly! You four are probably better at navigating this place than I am!"

The three taller members of the group all glanced down at the walking rainbow that was Altera, but said nothing to refute the teacher's statement.

Slowly, but surely, other students joined the wait. One of them had the iridescent sheen of a now familiar antagonist. His presence confirmed it: the bully was in the same class. None of them must've noticed him during the trip up.

Which was impressive given how his crystalline hair sparkled brilliantly in the light.

In Grand Theft's opinion, the guy was an eyesore.

The Eyesore wasn't the only student who had an appearance influenced by his Talent. Glancing around the room, one could see a girl with mint green slime for hair, and a boy who appeared to be bending his arms in four places to appease his boredom. Another boy stood on legs that resembled prosthetics made of sharp metal blades.

"Alright, now that everyone appears to be present, I will show you all our classroom. Please stay to one side of the hall as there are others going to class as well."

The kids all did their best to obey and followed her left, right, left… it was quite a winding walk. However, they all made it, no student got left behind. The class itself was quite big, possibly for accessibility. There were desks and chairs all in rows just like a normal school. This would be their homeroom, but that meant there were more classrooms they would have to find later.

Everyone grabbed a seat, with the four musketeers taking the front right desks with Grand Theft closest to the door, Altera behind him, Pey to the left of her, and Felix next to Vinny. Pey had it planned out: Felix would block the teacher's sight, so she could sleep. With Altera behind Grand Theft and Felix, she could do whatever her heart desires... Mostly colouring. And Grand Theft seemed kinda skittish sometimes, so he got the seat closest to the exit.

"Well, let's begin with introductions. Tell everyone your name, Talent, and one fun fact about yourself." She paced about before landing next to Grand Theft. "We'll start from the front of the row to the back, and then from the front of the next row, okay? Well let me start first. You can call me Ms. Kindle, my Quirk is quite simply 'cat'. My fun fact is that I've been to the Louvre!"

Then everyone's attention fell unto the next in line: Grand Theft.

"Shit," he sighed, "I'm Grand Thef-"

"Your real name, honey."

"Fuuu- Alright. The name's Vincenzo Parrino. My Talent is called Grand Theft Quirk...Aaaaaaannnnnnddddd um...I'm not a villain? Like, I know my family is kinda famous for being cut-throats, thieves yada yada yada...but I want to be a hero?"

There were numerous noises of disbelief from around the room, as none of his classmates really believed his 'fun fact'.

"Your fun fact is supposed to be fun, not a joke!" Someone called from the back of the room, which was followed by people around the room shouting 'OOOOOH!'

Grand Theft just rolled his eyes as Ms. Kindle scolded the class before she turned her attention to the next student- Altera.

Realizing it was her turn, Altera dropped the red crayon she'd been using on the desk and proceeded to climb atop said surface.

The little girl cleared her throat slightly and began, "Greetings fellow classmates! I am Altera Law, also known as 'Gremlin', 'Unholy Monster', and 'Alterror'. My Quirk is called Trickroom, in which I am goddess and all shall bow before my might….and a fun fact about me would be...Currently in my Room, left is up, down is left, up is down and right is green."

Ms. Kindle blinked up at the little girl on the desk, before giving a little giggle, "Alright, Altera. Thank you for sharing...now please return to your seat."

"Okidoki!" Quite proud of the stunned expressions on her classmates' faces, she sat back down and returned to colouring on her desk, disregarding the presence of the teacher right next to her.

Then a bronze skinned girl with wavy blue hair stood up. Her shoulders rolled inwards, making her seem smaller than she was and her hair framed, if not nearly obscured, her face. The teen did her absolute best to keep her eyes glued to the ground as she talked.

"Uh… Hello. I am Southbeach. Ah, Marina Southbeach. My Talent is 'Water Gun'... I can shoot water out of my hands at very high speeds… A fun fact about me is that I have a twin back home in Cuba…" Her shy and squeaky voice could barely be heard, but when she finished talking, everyone nodded along.

"Sakim Runner, My Quirk is my uhh blade legs and a fun fact about me is that I enjoy hiking." His was short, sweet, and simple. However the thought of him trying to rock climb did leave a few giggling.

Sakim looked far more ordinary than most in the class. His eyes and hair were nearly black, no weird colours or designs on him. Of course there were the legs that were metallic and pointed. In terms of personality, he appeared to be pretty normal. Not super loud or quiet, just… plain.

The next person in line was a girl with yellow, reptilian eyes, and her short dark blue hair appeared to be made of feathers rather than actual hair. Dark scales climbed up her neck, jaw and cheeks, clearly displaying her reptilian nature.

"I'm Liz Osborn, and I have the Quirk 'Raptor', which basically makes me a raptor...I'm fast, strong, I really like it when things run away from me, and I'm a pretty decent tracker. My fun fact would be that the hero Dracona is my mom." As people around the room began whispering excitedly, she gave a sharp-toothed grin that made the scales on her face shift.

After Liz, there was a girl with long dark brown hair and olive skin. The only visible sign that she might have a Talent was her bright red eyes with what appeared to be pluses instead of pupils. In a friendly tone she introduced herself, "I'm Mercedes Hart, but my friends call me Mercy. My Talent is Health Swap. It lets me switch people's health around. A fun fact about me is that I usually only get hurt by someone once before they learn better."

Then it went to Felix, at the front of the next row. He seemed to be ready before Mercy was even finished. "Well howdy folks, I'm Felix Cloverfield from Cloverfield, Valley County, Montana, USA. My Talent is… Well gosh I hate to say it but my Talent is Bad Luck. A fun fact about me is that I have six other sibling! My ma's Chesh, my pa's Faustus, then for sibling we got Chance, Lucky, Clover, Me and Felicity, Evangeline, and finally Fortuna. That's the Cloverfield Clan for ya'll."

Then it was Pey's turn.

"My name-"

"Please stand up."

"Fine. I'm Pey. My Talent is Possession and my fact is that I don't have one."

"Please don't be like that."

"My fact is that I uhh like youtube."

The teacher sighed and continued on with the introductions. After Pey was Lee Gu, Makana Malakeke, Areia Walker, Almas Kirby, and more. There were 32 in the class, no one was going to remember all of those names on the first day. One name that did stick out, however, was Shard Skarpson.

"Salutations, friends. I am Shard Skarpson, from a long line of heroes under the Skarpson name. My Talent is that I can produce glass of varying thicknesses to protect and to attack. My fun fact as you would call it is that I already have experience in the hero field because of my family. So if any of you need help, you can come to me! It would be my pleasure."

When the introductions were complete, Ms. Kindle took up her place at the front of the room and addressed the class.

"Now, as you are all first year students here at NABSTI, it's my job to explain the rules that students here are expected to follow for the next four years." She began to write on the board.

She wrote '1: No Fighting'.

"The rule that most of the staff here would like you all to follow most specifically, is that your Talents are not to be used to hurt other students. If you have difficulties with another student, please speak with a staff member. As heroes-in-training, you are all expected to be responsible with your powers- Not every altercation with a villain needs to end in violence...This rule also includes the use of weapons, as we are aware that some of you are 'packing' as they say. This is something acceptable in some countries, however we are in Canada, and citizens are not allowed to have firearms or knives on their persons. Also, you're in class and there's definitely no reason for you to have them in school. Someone will be coming in later this period to collect your weapons."

Grand Theft muttered to himself, quietly cursing the future loss of his guns. It had taken a lot of name-dropping to smuggle them into Canada.

2: Don't Be Late/Absent

"For the next four days, staff members will be leading you to and from your classes so that you can learn your way around the school. After that, however, tardiness will not be tolerated. If a teacher needs to speak to you after class, they will write you a late slip explaining why you are late arriving to your next class. If you are feeling unwell, you are expected to go to the nurse's wing and the medical staff there will notify your teachers that you will not be attending class, if they deem it necessary. This is not just for physical health but mental health as well- there are numerous counselors available to help you, too."

3: Curfew

"As first year students, you are all expected to be in your residence hall by eight, your own in dorm by ten o'clock at the latest. Boys and girls absolutely must sleep in separate rooms. Room Inspection dates and times are posted on the bulletin board in the common room at the end of the residence hall. Before curfew, students are allowed to explore the facilities, although some areas are off limits without permission from staff, such as the advanced training areas and labs."

4: Academic Dishonesty

"We here at NABSTI pride ourselves in education both in class and out. We have plenty of peer tutors and teachers who are available to help after school. There should be no reason for cheating, plagiarizing, or any similar actions. Most teachers also allow make up tests and assignments."

5: Stealing/Trespassing

"Under no circumstances should you be in another student's room without their permission. Nor should you be in any room save your own without permission, including the homes of staff and our residential heroes. We don't care if you're surprising them, waking them up, or borrowing a pen. Speaking of which, if anyone is caught stealing, even if it is something mundane, it is still stealing. If you need something, we have campus stores and staff who could help you."

6: Follow the Laws of Canada

"NABSTI is in Canada and is subjected to their laws. Although most laws are similar, there are many that vary. Gambling is legal at 18, but drinking age is 19 here, as is the legal age to buy cigarettes. Brush up on important Canadian laws. There are police on campus and you will be billed or jailed accordingly."

A few students asked questions going in depth about the rules, and after that, the first school day properly began. English, Math, Elective, lunch, and then Hero Studies. First things first, though, was to make it to lunch time.

And there's chapter two of Falling from Grace! We've begun to introduce more of their classmates (I'm sure eventually we'll meet all 32).

Next chapter we'll be going more in depth with the Quirks- and we'll be meeting NABSTI's very own Pro Hero staff members!

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