Yes, an update. Wow... how did I manage?

Disclaimers: I don't own DNAngel or Megami Kouhosei. They belong to Yukiru Sugisaki, 'kay? Ah... who didn't know that?

Ratings/Warnings: Uh... PG13? Maybe. Most likely. And, uh... could get a bit violent at times... Strangeness in the bucketfulls...

Pairings: What pairings?

Other: Well, read on, please. Read on...

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When there were too many worlds, there were too many people. So… they made it clear that those who couldn't help society would die.

…

The threat didn't work. Of course, this didn't mean they stopped trying, but the ones with magic potential effectively kept the authorities away from massacring the entire world for no reason.

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History Lesson #3

G.O.A (Goddess Operator Academy)

Forever floating around in a ship in space… but isn't the scenery really boring there as well? This is the area where the males live and practice to become Goddess Pilots. Of course, since there are only five pilots altogether… many will suffer the mean reality of being a failure and will most likely turn to other things, as long as they don't try to kill themselves.

It was safe to say that the ship was large enough to support the number of people there, and the only thing that mattered besides saving Zion was to build a proper bond with the planet known as Earth. Of course, this meant that Zion wasn't the last planet, but people wanted somewhere to land, so they just called it that, because Earth was overpopulated.

This meant that the president of G.O.A made an agreement with Earth (the magical side, anyway) so that some of the candidates could visit as exchange students to work out the difference between EX and Magic.

If there was a difference, anyway.

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History Lesson #4

Earth. Aurora Academy, Japan

Aurora Academy is one of the most respected of schools in the Magic list. Of course, it is also one of the most dangerous as well, since only the best of students can live through the torture of the school and students. Well, the students weren't mean to be exact, but there were times when teachers had to blow up a few things to make them shut up. Chaos and destruction seemed to be the main focus of going there, and it wasn't long before students dubbed it Psycho Academy, due to it strange coming and goings. And what was about to happen next.

The current principal of the school (he has yet to be given a name) seemingly holds secrets that no one should know, which leads to many unrelated topics of the school and also involves the strange appearances of monsters from time to time. Unless they were just mutated people.

The school was built for the students years back, and each teacher holds their own unique capabilities to deal with rowdy students, as well as the known fact that the ones who were 'potentially dangerous' had to be dealt with as soon as possible. They hadn't failed yet and they weren't planning to anytime soon.

The actual history has been lost and still, people are doing what they can to find out its true origins, especially who built the school in the first place. Some wanted to worship the person.

Others just wanted to shoot them.

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As exchange students, there wasn't much the training pilots could really do.

Psycho Academy was one of the toughest magic schools around, and there were more races of people then what one would have thought possible: ranging from demons to elves, angels to gnomes and, of course, humans were the most common folk. Since most of the other races were living underground or had their own special places to go to school.

Magic was a gift, in ways, but no one knew exactly why. Who had given them the gift of magic? Who had decided that it was meant to be their fate? Who was it? Would they ever know?

Whether it was ever meant to be, they may never know.

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Chapter One: Students, Teachers, Acquaintances, Assembly

"Welcome to Psycho Academy."

"Eh? Psycho Academy?" Daisuke repeated, unsure that he had heard the words correctly. "Is that what you call it?"

"Yep," Ryu nodded, "Like I said, we don't follow the rules of this school exactly, and I'm sure some of the dodgier teachers are trying to use us in more ways than I should mention, but we can stand up for ourselves, since we're the ones who are currently dangerous. And uncontrollable, of course."

"Oh… that makes sense," the redhead nodded, understanding, "My mother actually didn't want me to come here, but none of the other schools would accept me anymore unless they found a way to get rid of my magic or something."

"Yeah, they tend to do that, since they don't want their school to be set on fire or something." There was silence for a moment, as Ryu seemed to reminisce on the old times. "So then… which element are you?"

"What?" Daisuke was clearly confused as he stared at the other boy, blinking innocently in question. The other boy sighed and passed a hand through his brown hair, as if wondering whether he should try and explain it or not. Before he could decide, however, a large explosion within the large building made everyone stop whatever activity they were doing and cheer.

"That… was what I was telling you about before," Ryu explained briefly, "They try and get everyone organised, but it rarely works at this school. Other schools, maybe, but not here. They'll have to try harder and use something bigger than a classroom to get our attention. C'mon." He waved Daisuke over. "I'll show you around and hopefully something good will happen before assembly."

"Ah… but what about those element things you were asking about?" asked the redhead as he followed after the other boy.

"Nah, really doesn't matter," Ryu waved it away. "Since you'll learn about it soon enough. We usually recap these type of things in the first few weeks so you'll know. I know, I'll lend you my notes… if I can find them. Let's just go."

Daisuke nodded and followed after Ryu, getting the feeling that he had already made a friend.

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"Hey, what do you know," a girl with light blue-purple tinged hair leaned over her best friend's shoulder but wasn't paying attention to what the other girl was reading.
"Looks like we have some new students this year… this could be interesting, hey, Ekaiyu? What do you think?"

"Huh?" the other girl, who had jet-black hair, didn't bother to look up from her book and turned a page. "What? What about new students?"

"You know…" the other girl sighed to give more effect on the matter, that was obviously an interesting subject for her to press on. "We rarely get new students here, and it means that powers are awakening again. You said so yourself, something will be brewing when that happens."

"I said that, alright…" agreed Ekaiyu, "But I don't think anything's happened yet. Although the spirits are getting restless, to say the least…"

"Don't let the teachers hear you. They'll try and get you for that," she warned her friend.

"They can't get rid of me that easily. And there are others who possess the more… forbidden magic anyway."

"Ah… well, we'll see."

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Ryu walked around the vast school grounds as if considering what to start with, Daisuke following behind him.

"So, where should I start…" he tapped his fingers over his forehead for a moment. "Ah, well, you're in the third sector then, right?"

"Third what?" repeated the redhead.

"Third Sector," nodded Ryu, "meaning, in normal terms, grade nine. We start in Sector One most of the time, so yeah, Three would be where you should be, anyway. If that made any sense to you."

"I think I worked it out," replied Daisuke slowly. "Basically, Sector Three is grade nine in normal school terms, and grade seven is Sector One. Unless they make me go back to One, I'll be in Three."

"Wow, you're a sharp kid," the boy grinned at the other's explanation. "Not that I should be calling you that, since I am in the Sector as you…"

"Heh…" Daisuke laughed nervously, choosing not to say that he already knew that. How he knew he didn't want to explain for the time being, since Ryu did look at least a year older than he did. He was taken by surprise as Ryu slung an arm around his shoulder and began to drag him off.

"ANYWAY, back to what I know," he started, ignoring the sound of another explosion, "Not good enough for them… I can introduce you a couple of people so by the time school starts, you won't feel out of place. Trust me, the one's in Sector One have a lot to learn, save that girl, Hikaru. She was transferred to this school, so she'll be able to handle the pressure."

"How do you know her anyway?" asked Daisuke as he was dragged past a group of students who were talking among themselves and only gave the two a passing glance before continuing.

"How I know her? Well, believe it or not, we're actually distantly related," shrugged Ryu. "She's my cousin from some really far away aunt I really don't like being associated with. She isn't a bad girl, from what I know, but still, I advise you ignore her or she might start to like you…"

"Oh…" the redhead looked around at the large number of people that were scattered into their own personal groups. "So… people like to stay in large groups for support then?"

"Just like normal people," agreed the brunette. "We have very few loners here, but there is that one really small group, over there…" he pointed and Daisuke followed the direction of the pointed finger.

Two girls – one with light blue-purple hair that was tied back into a long ponytail and the other with jet-black hair done back in a ponytail – were sitting on their own, the black-haired one reading a book while the other was leaning over her shoulder. The redhead inclined his head slightly, wondering what they were doing exactly, and felt an almost kindred spirit in one of them. He didn't know why exactly and shook his head to clear the confusing thoughts away.

"Yep, those two," Ryu said proudly, "They're a foursome, actually, but most friend groups pull off to more than six. The black one is Ekaiyu and the blue one is Feena. Don't know too much about them, you should avoid them as well."

"Why do you avoid them?" Daisuke asked skeptically, "They don't look like people who would hurt you."

"Oh? But they're weird---" whined Ryu as he blinked, an air of blunt stupidity floating around him. "The only person who came close to talking to them, save the teachers, was some reporter called Takeshi Saehara…"

"Saehara?!" now the redhead was surprised. "He comes here occasionally?"

"Yeah, he's the only normal guy who won't run away screaming at the sight of us. Even though everyone knows about us, they're still paranoid. So you know him then? He comes around often, so at least your lines of normality, humanity if you will, won't be lost then."

"Sorry…"

"Nah, don't be. Let's see… oi! Algiros!" Ryu waved a boy their own age over. "He's one of my friends since Sector One. Of yeah, he is an oddball, so don't mind him too much. I wonder where the others are…"

Algiros was a short, pudgy looking boy with light brown hair and he looked at Daisuke curiously. "Hiyo, Ryu. Who's the new one? Hmm?"

"Definitely odd," the brunette whispered before replying. "So you got here on time? And this is Daisuke. New guy, so be nice. No funny stuff."

"Uh… huh…"

The redhead couldn't help but feel slightly uneasy as the other boy continued to peer at him with the impression of looking at some weird sort of item/mutilated thing. Shifting slightly, he stepped back.

"Um… I think I have something to do…" he said in a distracted voice. "I know you were going to explain everything to me, Ryu, but I want to look around for myself as well. I mean, independence is important, right?"

"Sure, go ahead." The brunette shrugged the words away. "If you need any help from me, then just holler. Someone from my group's bound to be around to help you as well. Be careful of some people around, though, they can play nice but once your guard is down…"

"Right," Daisuke nodded before quickly retreating away from Algiros' intense gaze. "I'll see you at assembly then! Nice meeting you!"

Once he was out of sight, Ryu shook his head and glared at Algiros, who tried to look innocent and failed miserably.

"Hey, what was that for, Algiros?" he half-snapped. "Now that he's gone out, he's bound to get into more trouble than necessary and it'll be your fault for giving the wrong impression… again."

"Aw… but Ryu…" started the pudgy boy, frowning, "That guy… he's a weird one. I don't think he's really one of us, you know?"

"No, I don't know!"

"…"

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(That guy was scary…) thought Daisuke as he backtracked and looked around the school for himself. (It was like he was trying to find out more about me than I wanted him to…)

Shaking the thought away, the redhead occupied himself with what the school ground were like, compared to the large, gray looking building that towered over them all. The footpath was clearly in concrete, but large parts of it was more nature-filled and grass scattered the area, where most students were currently sitting on. There was the odd lining of various coloured flowers and trees and he stopped for a moment, letting the scenery stretch out before him.

"It's… so…"

He was cut short by another explosion.

"Ekaiyu! What did you think of that one?" asked a high-pitched voice close by him; conveniently hidden behind a tree he'd been standing by. "That was a pretty loud one you know!"

"Hm…" a lower voice mumbled, "They're still going to have to try harder to get our attention to its peak."

"Aw… you're no fun…"

"What? Want me to blow up something?"

Daisuke couldn't help but feel nervous about the comment that had just been made: Ekaiyu – whoever she really was – was definitely serious about the whole blowing up concept. Before he could think about it any further, another voice from someone else stopped him.

"He---y! Finally!"

"Mizuki… you're late!" snapped the one the redhead had worked out as Feena. "You and Alma are always late!"

"That's us!" laughed another voice. "So, anything interesting happen while we weren't here?"

"Huh? Well…"

Knowing better than to eavesdrop, Daisuke moved onwards, curious to find out what exactly the building held. Classrooms, obviously, but after the number of explosions that had occurred, he wondered how many more would have to be destroyed before the actual assembly began.

A number of students past by him, and he noticed that, although they were wearing the proper uniform, they were in various colours – red, blue, green, yellow – and not just purple. He scratched the back of his head.

"Guess they're allowed…" he muttered to himself. He spun around as he heard someone being told off.

"That is the last time I'm allowing this to happen!" screeched someone who was most likely a teacher. She was a skinny-looking person with her hair – graying slightly – in a tight bun above her head. She shook a finger at one of the students and Daisuke noticed that he could actually see the energy being emitted from it. "Young man, if you try that one more time, it won't just be your head on a platter. You hear me?!"

"Yes, ma'am!" replied the reprimanded student as he saluted in mock respect. "I won't be doing that again…" his voice trailed off into a mutter, but the teacher was already stalking away so she didn't catch it.

Daisuke raised an eyebrow, before continuing with his investigations. Nothing too interesting for the searching redhead, really, but some of the students he passed by seemed to be fighting each other with magic and what looked like sticks; thick and insanely dangerous.

He wondered why no one trying to stop them.

Quite the contrary, the people surrounding the fighting pair were cheering them on, and Daisuke wondered how many people were going to be hurt by the end of it: whether he knew it or not, the power they were creating was beyond the safety limits.

He wondered whether he should warn them, but was stopped short when he heard Ryu calling to him.

"Heee—y! Daisuke! Found ya!"

"Something wrong?" he asked, turning around to face him. To his relief, the other kid wasn't with the running brunette.

"Nah, just wondered where you'd gone for a moment," he replied. Then he peered around the redhead's shoulder in sudden excitement. "Cool! Who sent out the challenge this time?"

"Challenge?" he repeated, staring at the other boy in disbelief. "You mean you do that for sport?!"

"Yeah. Why?"

"Well, first it's dangerous…" started Daisuke, but stopped himself.

"How dangerous can that be?" Ryu blinked suspiciously at him. "It's just a bit of magic and a solid thing to hit you over the head with. Nothing more than that, really."

"Uh… I guess…" he laughed nervously. Ryu ignored him and then watched intently as the two began to battle it out.

(They really don't know… do they?) he asked himself. He stopped as he felt a strange feeling in his spine and instinctively looked for cover. As he ran off, Ryu watched after him, confused.

"Hey, where're you going this time?" he yelled. His question was soon answered as the building erupted in a massive explosion and knocked everyone off their feet. The effect carried off a good few feet, sending people flying anywhere and everywhere.

Daisuke clung to a tree trunk as the ripple of energy passed by him, relieved that he hadn't been at the core of the explosion.

"That was big…" he muttered to himself.

"Wow! What do you think that was?!" squealed a voice close by. Close by meaning the tree he'd been clinging onto.

"Probably the entire row of science labs… chemicals as such always cause that type of reaction. Believe me…" came the reply. The redhead couldn't help but sweat drop slightly as he pulled himself back together and started to follow the – now muttering mutinously – students, who were headed towards assembly. And they were… over an hour late already.

Brushing himself off, Daisuke looked around before trailing after the said students. He wasn't sure about them, but something at the back of his mind told him that this one school alone could probably take over the world if they wanted to – not that he was going to give them that idea.

A large building towered over them as they entered what was assumed to be the hall/gym/where assemblies were most likely held. The redhead looked around, lost as one would be, since there were more students then he would have thought possible. It wasn't squashed – unlike some schools – but it was clear that the students had to stand during the entire assembly.

"Come on, this way--"

"You're kidding! Did he say--"

"This is so pointless ya know--"

"Why're we 'ere?"

Voice bounced back and forth as friends and students grouped together, leaving Daisuke on his own and clearly confused. Not to mention a little bit scared, since he couldn't pinpoint anyone he could actually relate to or even ask questions to. After a moment of silence and uneasiness, he was practically bowled over by someone behind him, who was smoking slightly.

"Found ya! Ow… stupid Algiros…" Ryu stepped away and grinned, "Well, now I know exactly why you bolted like that. You're pretty perceptive, I've noticed."

"No… not really…" Daisuke smiled faintly, "But I'm a bit confused as to where to go…"

"No one blames you," Ryu turned his head to stick his tongue out at Algiros behind them, and then led the way to who knows where, "This way to wherever we're standing… they really need seats for us. The principal can be a freak and stand around while the rest of us wait for him to dismiss us. Sadistic freak for sure."

"Uhm…" the redhead decided to keep his thoughts to himself, trailing behind the other boy.

After a moment of weaving through – and pushing through – people, Ryu ,amaged to locate where the class/year was and sighed. "It always changes, so you either have to be really early and get there first, or make do as fast as you can. It's one hell of a ride."

Once in place, Daisuke looked around him curiously, catching sight of many people with some of the strangest hair colours – more strange than his own, which was a natural red – and, as he observed them more closely, it seemed that some students wore the uniform but in different colours. At this, he inclined his head.

"What's with the different coloured uniforms?" he asked. The uniforms weren't anything special, although the girls clearly had a bigger variety – skirts, dresses, and they were allowed to wear pants – but other than that, different colours seemed to be the main focus.

"Oh, that? Well, most of the students just hate, what, plain purple," Ryu tugged at his own shirt, "so they find ways to get a different colour. At first it was against all school rules, but since so many people did it – and we are dangerously strong, mind you – they decided to give in for once and now it's all different colours."

"I see…" Daisuke tried to see the logic of this, but couldn't really find any. (I guess… if they want to change it, it's their own choice…) He stopped thinking as he heard something – like a hammer – being hit against something hard, creating a loud clanging noise that resounded around the entire building. Silence fell like a giant tidal wave and then the redhead noticed that the scary-looking man that stepped up to 'greet' them was no one else but the principal.

Something about said scary man seemed oddly familiar to Daisuke…

--- Flashback with Daisuke: Part Two ---

It had been one fun summer's day… and it was raining. Daisuke around from under the cover of his umbrella, watching as people passed by him without turning to acknowledge him. He didn't really care, since he had to get home as soon as he could, and at least his mother had forced an umbrella on him before he left to go out shopping with his friends. Shopping and hanging out.

The redhead sighed, remembering how the small group he'd been with were most likely soaked from head to foot with the rain, and knowing them, they would refuse to anything the make them feel better. They wanted to get as sick as possible as to miss the school year once it began again.

He honestly didn't want to break the news to his friends that he was going to have to go to some other school because of his 'potentially dangerous gifts'. When they had found out he could use magic, they were pretty excited. Takeshi in particular, being the sort of reporter that would dig up anything for the front page. There had once been a time when people freaked when someone was 'different', but they thought of it as no big deal and asked about how he was going to manage school. This led back to not telling them he was forced to move away from the 'normal' life.

Daisuke's mother had assured him that it was like any other school – with the addition of magic – and that it was the only way to learn to control them properly. He could only wonder, especially after hearing the interview…

He started as he felt rain on his nose and for a moment thought that someone had snatched his umbrella from him… somehow. Nope, his umbrella was still there, but he did have a small hole in it now. The redhead sweat-dropped – his mum was bound to freak over the tiniest things, and this was a sure way that she was going to force him to stay home for the rest of the holidays.

With a shrug he started home again, not really thinking about much anymore. There really wasn't much to think about, so who really cared. As he passed down an alleyway, something caught his eye and he turned curiously.

Some raggedly oldish man in a black suit was lumbering around like a drunk and muttering things under his breath. The redhead watched as said man crossed other people's paths and… stole their wallets.

Not wanting to get involved, Daisuke left as fast as he could.

--- End Flashback #2 ---

"—and as the year will progress on, I believe that you are our hope of the future and that you will be responsible and--"

"He just goes on and on, doesn't he?" muttered Ryu under his breath as Daisuke came back down to the reality he really didn't want to see. It wasn't bad or anything, but most students were just whispering among themselves now and talking about random things; guys, girls, games, emulators, how bad their computers were now, what was with the newest teacher's hairstyle… the list went on for quite a while. And the principal just continued with his speech, glaring at the occasional student as he did so.

The redhead was unable to stop himself as he pointed out to the brunette, "Is he, by any chance, a con man or something?"

"Him? Nah," came the reply, "But I do know he's a thief. Steals stuff and lives on the streets," his voice had lowered considerably, "We all know it, but don't show it. Some girls say he's a pervert as well, but we can handle him. It's the whole community that I'm worried about."

"…"

"—and as the days pass by, I am certain that you will all become renowned for your--"

The speech was rudely interrupted as two different sets of auras made themselves seen, flashing upwards and creating a lovely hole in the ceiling, which sprinkled debris over the students. It was clear that a couple of students were squabbling – or something that vaguely resembled it since students with magic were dangerous all the way – and some of the students were trying to make their way towards the commotion, only to be showered by more debris. Excited like the rest, Ryu dragged Daisuke with him to see what the fuss was about.

About two or so more groups away, a tall violet-haired teen was being forcefully restrained as he tried to – obviously – tear the throat out of another student, who was now cowering on the hardwood floor; a pathetic display of mercy and begging and being as pitiful as possible. Not to mention the student on the floor was suffering from a bleeding shoulder and most possibly nose.

"How many times do I have to tell you?!" screeched one of the teachers as they tried to get into the midst of the fight to stop it, "No fighting during assemblies!"

Everything that was said in the background was blissfully ignored as some of the older students began to egg on the battle. The only ones who didn't seem to want this to happen were Daisuke, the guy on the floor and the blonde that was still restraining the violet-haired boy.

The blonde seemingly lost his patience after a while – since they were the center of attention now – and let loose what could only be identified as a bright, bright light. The redhead blinked as the spell passed through them and wondered what was going on before the blonde muttered some words into the other guy's ear, who finally stopped trying to tear the other guys throat out.

Dusting his hands off and smirking, the violet-haired boy proclaimed that since the loser was being such a screwed up idiot that he wouldn't be doing anymore damage… for now. The blonde was clearly concerned.

The ignored principal coughed into the microphone that was there and finally managed to catch the student's attention.

"Now that that is settled, can you please return to your designated sectors and we will continue this peacefully, correct Mousy?" he gave a pointed look at the boy, who was still smirking.

"Sure." Of course he didn't mean it, but since the blonde was so disappointed in him…

Ryu seemed fairly disappointed as he and Daisuke made their way back to their Sector-standing-area and sighed. "Aw… how could they just stop a perfectly good fight like that?"

"Who were they anyway?" asked the redhead curiously, "And what did the blonde guy do with that spell?"

"What spell?" the brunette blinked, "They're the upperclassmen, so to speak, and the violet-haired guy's Dark, the blonde's Krad and the guy that was being such a wimp was Taro. Dark's the coolest guy around, great display of power and all, except he's more of a rash guy and loses his temper real easy, while Krad stands around just to make sure he doesn't get into any serious trouble and as for Taro… well, it was his fault for provoking Dark in the first place."

"…" Daisuke thought for a moment, processing the information as the principal finally went back to his speech. The others hadn't seen the spell? That was a bit odd, concerning that fact that it spread everywhere, so then… the redhead had a number of optional answers, but since it really wasn't his business, it was best to keep out of it.

But still, the power shown was…

"Oi, what are you doing, zoning out like that?" asked Ryu, tapping Daisuke on the shoulder and making the shorter boy jump, "We have to get to class now." He added in a whisper, "Our so-called roll-call teacher is an oddball, so stay at the back of the class and don't make comments, if possible." Algiros had come up next to them, "Algiros does it all the time, so you can see the consequences."

Something about that seemed fairly suspicious in Daisuke's opinion, but he was distracted yet again when he noticed that the principal – that was just standing there and watching the students pass out and into the building – was staring at him. Or at least somewhere close by him. Creepy.

The school definitely had some weird people running it, that's for sure, but the redhead noted something in the oldish man's aura that just didn't seem right. Not that he had the time to properly examine it, as the teacher ushered them into a classroom.

This was one dangerous school.

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And there you have it. Hope you enjoyed it. Too tired to do anything I was supposed to, so maybe the next chap...

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-Hakudoshi-chan: Well, here's the update. This is going to be real fun... the principal's a pick-pocket! WOW!

Anyway, Happy New Year everyone!