Chapter 3
"Stories"
Marcus leaned back in his chair as he grabbed the first folder. The picture inside showed a Hispanic boy with a large sombrero. "Hm?" Marcus positioned his cameras to look for the boy. He found him with his sombrero tilted down in front of his face. The boy was asleep on some luggage he most likely wasn't able to get sleep on the ship. Marcus lifted the photo in the folder. "Rey Don Merci… Why is he in here there is barely any information on him."
Angie smiled. "That's what makes it interesting we have less information on him than most students attending this year however there is one with less information inside their report."
"So what is Rey's story?" Rey was a simple boy born on a farm on the outskirts of Rosa and worked all his life. He claims to have become a hunter just for the hell of it. He was a skilled fighter, he used a trident which was never heard of before at the school. "A trident! Is this kid insane?" Marcus sighed as he threw the report aside after he scribbled his notes.. "There better be some more potential in the next one Angie." Marcus grabbed the next folder.
He slid the photo out of the folder. "A faunus?" The photo showed a regal looking boy with canine like ears and shaggy-stylish hair. Marcus tracked him down to the training room where he was sparring with another faunus with cat ears. "Skith Merox, of the Merox family. A heir to the Merox company fortune attending this school?" Skith had lived life pampered and sheltered. Life wasn't easy for faunus though his family made a fortune in the western dust sales, they were still subjected to hate crimes. Skith grew up believing that the world was beautiful and wonderful, but as he reached his teens he grew to want to venture out. He left his house late one night only to end up in the hospital after being attacked for being a faunus. He grew to have a hatred for humanity after that and became a activist in the white fang. When they moved to more extreme measures Skith backed out, but still offered his verbal support.
Marcus watched as the boy pulled out two 44. magnums with blades extending from the trigger past the barrels. He went to strike, but was countered. He recovered as he had been hit with the blunt end of the other Faunus' scythe. Rather then back down Skith slid past the next strike and shot the foe with a stun bullet, though it did not kill the other fanus it did sting like hell. "Well he certainly has that Merox family fighting style. Though it may not be a good thing." Marcus then turned to the other Faunus after writing his notes in Skith's report..
"Where is her report?" Angie handed Marcus the report for the girl. "Unmei Ackern." Marcus pulled the photo for comparison and the girl on screen matched the girl on paper. She had jet black hair that went down to her shoulder and her white cat ears donned on top of her dome. Marcus read line after line of her background. Unmei grew up in the slums which made her life extremely poor, and cruel as she was singled out as a faunus. However little Unmei always kept a bright outlook on things, the world to her was very beautiful, but at the same time she knew how cruel it could be. She never expected to end up alone, her family home was broken into while she was out. Her family slaughtered and she was left alone. She grew up an orphan until one day a little boy with wolf ears found her in and alley. He offered her a place to stay warm. She was adopted by the Merox family. "I didn't know that Litch Merox would adopt a stray faunus. I take it Skith was the little wolf boy."
Marcus observed as the sparring continued. Unmei had just lept over skith and turned her small scythe into a pump action shotgun. She cocked it and blasted skith on his ass. Marcus nodded "She has some energy that's for sure." Marcus wrote what he needed to write and tossed the two folders onto the desk, before grabbing the next folder. There remained two more folders.
Marcus sighed as he had seen only a tad bit of potential in the students. "Now who is this?"
"Her name is Emerald Ozina."
A young girl with jet black hair and a very beautiful dress walking down the hallway.
"She….may have mental problems."
"She's a crazy?"
As the word, crazy slipped out of Marcus' mouth, Emerald had turned and faced the security camera and just stared at it. Marcus stared back at her and slowly counted "…..6….7…..8….9…" He continued to count until the five minute mark. "She...she is still staring…"
"She has a tendency to do that."
Marcus just rubbed his eyes and threw the folder away. "Angie…from what you've showed me, we have a psycho, a farmer, a rich boy, and a rich girl…."
"…but sir this last one…"
"I don't care about the last one!"
"Sir. Please just look."
Angie picked up that folder and handed it to him. Marcus grunted as he took it from her hands. He opened it and read the name. "No… It's…"