Aricos strolled down the hallway leading to the door of the school's headmaster, about to walk in, when his eyes picked up on a curious sight. A young man, about 16, was leaning in front of the door, his ear pressed up to it straining to listen to whatever was inside. He guessed that there must have been a pretty interesting event happening on the other side, so he sidled up next to the eavesdropper and asked quietly, " Hey, what's going on in there?" " Headmaster's arguing with some girl. Sommat about "Legacy Day" and "not following 'er story. Dunno exactly; but it's getting heated right harsh." The young man didn't turn to look at Aricos once during this; choosing to focus his efforts on listening to the apparent argument going on behind the door. Though, this was technically rude, Aricos's interest was peaked, and he needed more info on this "Grimm" character anyway. So he crept up next to the youngling, and pressed his ear to the door. "And WHAT("Owch", thought Aricos. That bellow made his ears ring.) EXACTLY, Miss Queen, did you hope to accomplish by your... REBELLIOUS act?! Do you not realize the implications of your actions? How they will echo throughout the students, the faculty, the very FOUNDATIONS of this school?!" "I'm guessing that the jolly, happy, soul in there is the man Father spoke of," he said silently. "Dunno 'bout your father, mate, but that is most definitely the man-in-charge," the young man replied. "I gotta glimpse o' the bloke when I came in. Hoity-toity almighty quack, he looked like. Not the kinda' authority I'd bother followin'; if ya' catch me drift." "Indeed," said Aricos. He doubled his concentration on the events behind the door. It sounded like "Miss Queen" was about to put in her two cents..."Headmaster Grimm, it's not as though I just randomly woke up today and thought,Gee, Raven, why doncha just COMPLETELY THROW THE ENTIRE SCHOOL IN DISARRAY by not signing the book that'll force you to follow the destiny of your stone-cold evil mother and attempt to kill one of your friends? It'll be FUN! I just don't see why MY life, MY future has to have me thrown in jail FOR LIFE for a crime I haven't, and don't even want to commit." "Then obviously, Miss Queen," huffed Grimm( who Ari was beginning to suspect was most definitely the man his father warned him of )," you are choosing to endanger the many to simply save your own skin. An attribute no doubt handed down by your mother..." "Ooh, that was uncalled for, mate," hissed the young eavesdropper. Aricos was inclined to agree. He'd met people who sounded like this "Headmaster", and they always turned out to be bad news... As he heard the female voice sputter in what he assumed to be anger, he heard Grimm bellow over her," Dismissed! " That is when the doors flew open...
"Probably should've moved outta the way when that door came open, bro", snickered Aricos as he saw his new friend dunk his rag into the basin next to his bed and back on his eye. "No bloody shit, Sherlock. DAMN, but that girl's got an arm on 'er. That bloody hurt." "Well, ya shouldn't have been leaning on the door so hard", Ari replied as he went about setting up his side of their dorm room. Grimm(who Aricos was now ABSOLUTELY sure was the man his father had told him to watch for) had placed them as roommates. If you asked Aricos personally, he thought it would turn out great. Lucas(his new roomie) was an ok guy; if a little mischievous..."Hey, Ari…." Yeah, man. What's up?," his roommate replied. "Whadda you think happened to that….OTHER guy?" "Ah," said Aricos, "You mean Alucard. Yeah, he's not a people-person….or a Lycian person….or an anything person really." "Waitasec, mate", sputtered Lucas. " You actually KNOW that creepy bastich?!" Ari thought back to the events of the afternoon while he replied, "Yeah….you could say he's an old family friend of sorts…."
"I cannot speak for your families or the way you were raised, young sirs, but here at Ever After High, eavesdropping, is not tolerated in the least." Headmaster Grimm looked down in scorn at Ari and his new companion, but Ari could honestly care less. While he had been able to avoid the door swinging open in young Raven's angry wake, the other youngling with him had not. The result of this was the now impressive black eye he was sporting on his left, swollen to the size of a plum and about the same color. "You young men were brought here under…" "Lycian." "I beg your pardon", flustered Grimm. Aricos spoke up once again. " You called us young men. Can't speak for one-eye over here, but I'm not human. I am a Lycian of Clan Redfang….." "Yes, yes, very good. Now as I was saying…" Ari was starting to get the idea that this man was a total jerk. From the look of his companion's face, he thought the same. " You young...people, were brought here under a sworn contract stating that while you were inside these walls you would obey our rules. Lucas Lokison, Aricos of Clan Redfang, and our third young sir who has YET to make an appearance, are the first of each of your respective families and races to be enrolled at Ever After High, and I do NOT plan on allowing you the run of the place, regardless of who your parents are!" Grimm had worked himself up to a significantly louder bellow than before; Ari could tell that he had spent some time practicing this speech in front of a mirror. However( though poking fun at the old headmaster was pretty fun), his speech did bring up a mystery…. "Oy, guvnor. Half a minute, 'ear." Looked as though "Lucas" had beat him to the punch though. "You said a third "young sir" was supposed ta be here? Now who the heck is he?" Grimm was about to speak up, when he froze. Aricos started, thinking the old man was having some kind of attack, when he smelled it. It was a scent his father had rarely spoken of, a scent from bedtime stories of a war long over…..the scent of blood, age…..and power. "Mine name, comrade," he heard in a thick Russian, " is Alucard." Ari spun around to look at the origin of the voice. It was a young man(or what looked like one), with hair as white as a bone picked clean, skin so pale it was almost (actually was) grey, and eyes that were older than the Black Mountain, and as red as the blood his race drank to survive. " Alucard ikru Drakona." The immortal looked at the faces in the room, from the awed face of Aricos, to the inquisitive face of Lucas, to the incredulous ( and more than a little spooked ) face of Grimm. He only smiled back, exposing his rather long, and sharp canines. " It is, how you say, pleasing to make your acquaintance. "