It was 2235, August 15th.
Pyrrha knew that Metropolis, the largest city of Washington State, the most prosperous city of the United States, and the world's prominent symbol of progress, advancement, and of the future, will be nothing like Smallville, but it was an overwhelming sight for her to see it in person. As the airship approached city limits and during landing, skyscrapers that tower at hundreds, perhaps thousands of meters in the air, were everywhere.
Other airships, and spacecraft among them, were roaming around the far reaches of the sky, and, with her eyes, Thanagarians, Daxamites, Tamaranians, and Lanterns can be seen flying, most likely to maintain civil order.
From the massive advertisements of Wayne Enterprises, Lexcorp, to an enrollment sign for Beacon Academy, and numerous ones that depict recruitment for hero teams, such as the Justice Society, they made her feel as if she were in another world.
Beacon Academy itself was a supermassive floating island with even taller structures, a perfect example of a 'beacon' to the city and the world.
From there, the Academy is connected to the mainland by a bridge, both for vehicular and bipedal use.
The noises alone from the Academy are already more than what Smallville had at its peak populations; in addition to those from the city, and she could easily hear all of it.
Needless to say, she could hear the heroes around the world keeping peace, even in the most chaotic places such as Gotham City.
"Hey there."
Pyrrha concentrated her hearing on only the one who seemed to call out to her.
"Yes?"
She could tell that the man was shapeshifting, a signature power of the Martian species. Yet, unlike magic users and phantoms, she did not feel any sort of ill-intent for concealing his true form. Hence, she abstained from asking about it.
"I'm Jaune Jones. I'm a Martian."
"Pyrrha. Pyrrha Kent. Kryptonian."
"Wow. I never thought there were still any Kryptonians around after the Krypton-Daxam-Dheron War almost a century ago."
"Well, surprise, Jaune. We're not extinct yet."
"And I'm glad you guys aren't." Jaune looked to the yellow sun above them, and gave the comment, "Every world needs a defender, an invincible hero to defend it. Maybe you'll be Earth's."
Both of them continued to chat while heading towards the Academy Hall.
As any would have expected, the Academy Hall was filled with all manner of powers: Magic from Azarath, Molecular Manipulation, Hardlight constructs, and even people with the strength of Gods in presence.
For once, Pyrrha actually felt at home here; surrounded by individuals that have powers and abilities that made them special, like she was by her adoptive parents.
"Pyrrha, come this way!"
The Martian dragged her across half the room, to a collection of seven others.
"Hey guys! You would not believe who I just found: A Kryptonian!"
Yang Prince quickly dismissed the thought, "Oh, please. I figured that one of your nine Martian senses would hav-" She immediately stopped when she recognized the Kryptonian house crest that bounded her miniature cape. "That's the House of El!"
On the sidelines, Ruby Allen, Yang's half-sister, was quick to respond, instantly circling around Pyrrha at sonic speeds, searching every minor detail before being caught by her.
"She's not lying! Pyrrha IS the rumored Kara-El!"
"Come on, you two. Give her some space."
A white-haired girl in grey stood on the side, seemingly related to the two half-sisters that just greeted her, as she gave a stern comment on their increased activity.
"So you're the infamous Weiss Wayne, billionaire industrialist and delinquent - is what I've heard, but you're much nicer than what they say about you. Glad to be of acquaintance."
"And you're the Warrior of Steel." Weiss closed her scroll before proceeding with the next part of her sentence. "By no means does knowing each other's names mean that we're friends. But yes, I too am glad to be of acquaintance."
The two shook hands, just as the loudspeakers put out a shrieking loud noise.
Headmaster Ozpin himself was on the stage, which quickly procured silence from the crowd.
"I cannot express my full appreciation that all of you have decided to use your gifts for the benefit of Earth. I am Kent Ozpin."
Holograms of major villains that once terrorized the planet were shown. It showed the Grimm Three, Oswald Torchwick, Sinestro, as well as numerous underground organizations.
"We live in a world filled with villains who would spare no thought to destroy or take over Earth in their personal plans. This academy will train you to handle such threats in orderto keep global, and potentially universal peace. I hope to see all of you fly in the skies one day, aligned in the goal to bring peace, and justice. Thank You."
The crowd applauded, as did Pyrrha and the seven others that she chatted with.
After several hours of tours by the instructors of Beacon, all entrants had put themselves to rest inside the academy hall; they would not be assigned dorm rooms until after initiation, which is tomorrow.
Pyrrha found it hard to sleep. Mostly due to the density of people, but also due to the loudness of several on the side.
She could also tell that Weiss, who slept right next to her, was in the same predicament.
"Can't sleep?"
Weiss somewhat expected Miss Kent to be awake, and responded, "Aren't you the same?"
"I've never spent a night under a roof with anymore people than myself alone. You?"
"I've never had so little space to sleep with."
"Rich girl."
"Farm girl."
It took a second before they laughed.
"Why'd you decide to enroll the Academy?"
"Gotham is falling apart." Weiss got up and turned to Pyrrha. "Ever since my father, Jacqes and my mother Martha were killed by the Grimm, I saw that I needed to do something to support my city. My family extorted its people, and its my responsibility to regain their trust."
"I expected as much." Pyrrha started with her own reasons, "I came because I saw that my powers as a Kryptonian can be used to defend the ideals of hope and justice. Just like Jor-El, Lara Lor-Van, and my brother Kal-El stated."
On the side, Blake Jordan overheard the conversation, holding onto the green lantern ring that she was given at birth.