Chapter 1
"Anew"
The Beautiful city of Rosa, a portside metropolis known for it's industrial districts and none other then the famous FLARE academy, the renowned academy that has been crafting new warriors for the war against darkness for hundreds of years. It focus is on personalizing each experience based on the warrior's personalities and mannerisms. A young man with a tendency to go out of his way to save lives may be forced into a simulation of making a tough choice such as saving two teammates or abandoning his team to save a helpless civilian. While those who choose to be lone wolfs may be accepted into independent classes. No matter the person, everyone has come for one sole purpose. To become and hunter!
The ships had recently arrived to the port. The sea air was as salty as ever and the cool breeze gave more then just a cold shoulder. The boarding ramps lowered and soon young trainees poured out of the boat. The trainee's that lived locally had already gone through initiation the day before, and soon these foreigners would too. Each trainee was unique, no two were the same. No talent would go to waste; it was kinda FLARE's thing. They take even the weakest of trainee knowing that there would be a shining light inside them.
The headmaster looked overhead from the balcony of his office staring at the trainees and their gear. The headmaster, also known as Dr. Marcus Johnson was once a great hunter. He grew up in the slums of the growing city of Rosa, his father worked 3 jobs to put food on the table and his mother was a very sick lady. Marcus got into lots of trouble playing around the slums. He got in fights, he would vandalize, and he would steal. When Marcus turned 17 he had fallen into a gang life. Marcus and his team would lift dust for a high paying client, however this deal eventually went south as the client betrayed Marcus.
Marcus and his team where attacked, they fought well yet they were brought to their knees. As Marcus was about to be sent to the void the light reached out for him in the form of a young girl, a young huntress. She defeated the mercenaries sent to deal with Marcus. Not only was he embarrassed, but he was ashamed that was when an older man approached him. The man spoke softly to Marcus, he was not angry, he was not disappointed. Instead he offered his hand to Marcus stating the words, "How about we begin this day anew?"
Since that day 33 years ago Marcus became a hunter, retired, went to academic college, and began an institution for hunters and huntresses. He built the school on the foundation of "we all mess up but we can all begin anew." Mainly due to how forty-five percent of the trainees are outcasts from other academes. How ever not all students where outcasts. Others were highly gifted warriors or as some may call them, "Prodigies". Many of which have the greatest of potential throughout the academes system.
As the trainees settled and calmed video monitors appeared and Marcus cleared his throat. "WELCOME! Welcome to FLARE academy!" Students clapped and cheered happy to finally be there and off the smelly ship. Marcus' voice boomed over the cheering. "It's great to see so many youthful boys and girls ready to slay ghouls and goblins. You have all been selected to be here for many reasons. You could be a prodigy, you may be here to prove something, or you may be here to begin anew. No matter your reasoning you all have one thing in common. You are all ready to slay the monsters that threaten to push humanity to the void. Now I know the trip that was taken to get here was a very long voyage and personally I would like a bit of rest after taking such a long ride." Marcus grinned as he cracked his knuckles. "You all get to take this day off. Rest, explore, meet your soon to be allies. Do what you want. Tomorrow you will endure your first test. Please do enjoy the day and again. WELCOME TO FLARE!"