Sitting in his classroom, Guil looked at his class mates and was overtaken by the different personalities. Some of the Mewpyres he was with were chatting to each other, knowing to each other better.

Left of him was a Mewpyre girl with grey fur all over with all paws tipped with white fur, while on the right was a black colored with front paws tipped in white fur male one.

The male looked back and told, "Hi. I am Daiki."

"Guil," replied the boy. "How are you?"

"Fine, given the situation," admitted Daiki. "I was a Sneasel before being bitten and you?"

"Human," replied Guil. "Which bite family? I am magic," he told while remembering what he was told by the queen and the elder Istar.

"Diplomat," was Daiki's reply.

Then they heard somebody calling for silence and they turned to see a grey Mewpyre in the font with a white nose, a black tail with white dots and white stripes over the body with the tips of the paws black.

The Mewpyre, a female, called two more times for silence until everybody in the room wasn't making any nose anymore.

"Thank you. Welcome to the academy. The headmaster already greeted you so let's get to the point. I am Miss Blackfeather, your class teacher. In the beginning time all lessons you receive are from me, afterwards you will see me in the sex education. I am a bitten Mewpyre from the mage bite family and active in this school for good 145 years. So you can trust me in knowing what I am doing. Before we start any lessons, we will clear a few formalities. The first is getting you all paired up randomly to ensure everybody is treated equally. Then I will give you an hour to learn about your partner before you are reseated so then you will always be sitting with said partner."

A Mewpyre raised his hand and Miss Blackfeather pointed at him, "Yes?"

" Does better learning also involve the body?"

The teacher cleared her throat and told, "Not at a great expanse. Only patting would be allowed as any form of sexual activity is forbidden to you. For now, only when I give special permission during teachings, tests or demonstration. Freely to choose to engage any activity of these sorts need a permission letter which you receive after passing a test which would run in half a year. After that, however, you will always need to use protection, both females and males."

"Seriously? I was told only females have to bother with the protection and we guys didn't to be hold accounted for," whined the guy.

"What is your name mister?" asked the teacher.

"Berry Pihart."

She looked at her papers, "Berry Pihart… warrior bite family, biter… Imir Istowa. I should have known it," she stated and looked at him. "Mister Pihart, in regard of sexual rules and laws in our empire, you barely can take the word of the Istowa family, as they are not only sexually the second most active family in the empire but also the most notorious one regarding safer sex and memorizing rules of sexuality. The head of the family, Elder Saro fathered almost 5 percent of the Mewpyre population himself despite the protests and orders of the queen and is still heavily engaged. That one of his children is sharing his mentality is saddening but expected. So I ask you despite having the son of an elder behind you, to respect our rules and act according them. If you father any child during your time here, you will be taking responsible like the mother. Do you understand?"

"Yes… madam," he grunted, clearly disappointed from what he just heard by his teacher.

"Any other questions regarding that matter are asked to be postponed until we start our lessons in Sexual Education Further points for now are that in three weeks you vote your class represents for the school court and in six weeks we are scheduled to take a tour through the city to give you basic knowledge of our city, as we are a widely mixed class."

"What do you mean by mixed?" asked Daiki while having his arm up.

Blackfeather looked at Daiki, "It means this class has many students which weren't born within the borders of our empire. Instead coming from the outside… I believe you belong to this group?"

"Yes, madam," was the former Sneasel's reply and after a nod of acknowledge she returned to look at her papers.

"Now that this is answered we go to the last two formalities. The first is a handout with all rules existing within our academy. You are asked to read all of them and sign a contract to confirm that you have seen the rules and that you understand them to the fullest."

With that she handed out the sheets of paper containing the academy rules and they started reading them while Blackfeather explained any of them if a student didn't understanding them.

Guil was a bit taken by the sheer amount but really covered up a lot. Some he recognize as something he expected from a school or academy, others showed the specialization of the school… like rules about sexual activity between students or rules regarding weapons and the use of abilities, moves and magic.

The only thing Guil could guess was that these rules were built over the time and/or some people really spent quite some time to ensure everything that might go against everybody interest was covered.

After double checking that he read all and understood the content, he took the pen and signed the paper before handing it back to his teacher. Once everybody had handed it back, Miss Blackfeather checked each paper to see if they are were all signed and compared it them with her class list.

"Alright," she told and put two bowls on the table. One red and the other blue. "In these bowls are numbers. Each of you will draw one, males take from the blue one, females from the red one, tell your name in front of the class and name your bite family and age. Human standard."

"What is Mewpyre standard?" asked Daiki.

Miss Blackfeather sighed, "I have to talk with your biter… as you should know that your Mewpyre age is the time you are a Mewpyre. In your case 3 months."

"Oh…" sweatdropped Daiki and moved forward first, taking a number and telling. "I am Daiki, 16 years and Diplomat bite family"

Then he took seat and the next came to do the same. The procedure continued until all class members had a number and Miss Blackfeather told, "Now look for your partner. You and your partner have the same number."

With that Guil began to ask the different females until he came across a female with grey fur all over with all paws tipped with white fur as well as the tail and ears.

"Hello… are you number 4?" Guil asked friendly to which she nodded. After thinking for a moment Guil told, "You are Katie right?"

"Yeah," she told. "And you are Guil. Nice to meet you."

"Thanks, it's nice to meet you as well," told Guil. "So… should we get to know each other?"

Katie nodded but told, "I cannot tell much. Lost my memory… only something from before but I prefer not telling it."

"Oh. So all you have is?" wondered Guil.

"5 months of training and preparations for this school. While knowing different things, I cannot remember anything about myself."

"Well… I got a lot to tell on the other hand," chuckled Guil.

"Oh? Can I hear?"

"We have an hour time for doing that," he smiled with her smiling back.

Over the hour he learned quite a lot about the short five months she could remember but also got the feeling that she was a bit naïve as she was willing to tell a few things that he really shouldn't know in his opinion. At least not when he just met her.

Once the hour was gone, they all reseated. To Guil's left was now Katie while Daiki was on his right… and looking quite unhappy. Only guess the boy had was that the former Sneasel wasn't happy with his partner.

Miss Blackfeather called upon the attention once more and continued, "Now, during this basic teaching, you will put up to the educational standard every Mewpyre should know in class. The following weeks are an intensive course in mathematics, history of the Mewpyre Empire, language, physic education, biology and social education. Also, we will take some time to teach you basics in controlling your instincts. And in some cases how to execute some instincts properly."

Guil was the one who rose his hand this time, "What do you mean with proper execution?"

"That is a good question," told Blackfather. "To make it easier we use the most basic instinct of us Mewpyres: the biting."

She rose up and wrote on the chalkboard. "The biting runs in two different scenarios… the one we will talk about is the act of sucking blood. Turning somebody into a Mewpyre is also known as biting but this is a matter taught in later years as it isn't important as some centuries ago."

She cleared her throat before continuing, "Due our modern times we usually drink our blood within mixed drinks or from blood bags, thus rendering the need of sucking the blood of a person. However, as you are fairly young Mewpyres, you cannot control the instincts as good as desired. And as such, you are more likely to bite somebody than an experienced Mewpyre. the experience shows that the instinct mostly causes drawing blood. Only in three of one thousand cases results the instinctive biting to turn somebody into a Mewpyre."

Then another one raises her hand, "But my biter, Lord Mistral, told me that most elders are result of the instinctive biting."

"That is true and the great exception," told Blackfeather. "Sadly, it was during the time where our Queen was the first and only Mewpyre, so we cannot tell why so many instinctive bites resulted into the elders. Many theories are formed but lack proper research as the situation cannot be reproduced. Mostly because the queen is the only Mewpyre of her own bite family."

Then another raised his hand, "What can happen if the biting goes wrong?"

"I wanted to get to this point. Mostly that you either suck so much blood that the victim dies or cut one of the veins, causing death by blood loss. Both are things we try to avoid in our modern days. And if somebody asks why the proper biting for turning comes later: we Mewpyres are so numerous that biting as a means of increasing our numbers has become something obsolete. The preferred method is the one that the minority of the species of this world also use, biological reproduction. In fact, the numbers of birth exceeded the numbers of biting 250 years ago. So unless we face a very terrible war and need numbers as quick as possible, biting will more and more reduced. We estimate that in 10 years the numbers of bitings will be as down as the number of ritual bites."

"I thought Mewpyres didn't follow a religion," told Katie.

"That's correct. We Mewpyres don't have our own religion. In fact, most religions are from different human factions. The ritual bites are offerings of a cult that worship our kind and offer a few times in a year a life for us to turn into one of us. Every attempt to stop these cults and worshipping failed, so we decided to take the best of it and accept the offerings and use the cults as means of operating outside of the empire as many members are called to represent us."

Guil remembered about something in the news that many were outraged that humans and pokémons alike would follow the word of Mewpyres outside of the empire. But as they were named official diplomatic non-Mewpyre represented, there wasn't much any nation could do.

"Who performs these ritual bitings?" wondered Guil.

Miss Blackfeather replied, "This is decided by several factors. But no one ever was chosen twice. While theoretically any Mewpyre of age can be chosen, in end effect the choice lands on somebody who deserved it in the eyes of those in charge. And the group deciding that is formed by those who formally had the honor to prevent internal fighting because one of them wanted the honor himself."

Guil nodded in understanding.

"If no further questions are open for now, I am starting now with your math lessons, handing out papers for you to use until you have the materials you need for school. Your biters are responsible for getting them until tomorrow."

A few hours passed before Blackfeather dismissed them for the midday break but expected them back in one hour.

Outside the class, all the seniors were waiting for the ones they would be looking after and Guil greeted Elizabeth as he saw her, "Hi!"

"Hey!" smiled the female. "How was your first day in class?"

"Long and mind blowing I almost thought she would never stop."

"Miss Blackfeather? Get used to it. She loves to talking. In fact, when you have her in SE, don't expect to see any skin except from pictures for the first 3 months Had her myself before so I know what I am talking about."

"You are bitten?" asked Guil.

Elizabeth laughed, "Yep! I am now 12 as Mewpyre and in general 25."

"Bitten with 13?" asked Guil in shock.

Elizabeth shrugged her shoulders, "Was chosen to be offered by the cult. The Mewpyres were pretty upset about this but due to the contracts they had, not much to say… but they quickly got the worship thing and thinking myself as superior now out of my mind pretty quick… and used the first given chance to change the contracts so far that the offerings now have a minimum age of 20. But I doubt that will stop them to especially raise children to be future offerings."

"It's sick," he muttered.

Elizabeth sighed, "The world isn't perfect… I mean, even Mewpyres have our usual jerks. Hope we don't run into any of them today. That would suck to be bothered on your very first day."

"But they are unavoidable… if your sentence is any indication"

Elizabeth shrugged, "I never had a whole week without running at least once into my personal jerk. Bothering me because I am a 'cult child' and so… it isn't like I had a choice. Born into this and so."

"Isn't there a way to stop that? Miss Blackfeather said all attempts failed, but still…"

"You're cute with your thinking. But it ultimately fails because there will be always humans doing that cult and Mewpyres supporting them. So this regulated form is pretty much the best we could get… but now let's forget about this and go to eat."

Guil nodded, "Alright. I admit I am starving."

"Who is your partner?" wondered Elizabeth. "We are supposed to sit together with your partner on a table."

"Eh… why?"

"So you two can know a bit more of each other, bond better for your school activities and so on. It's only for the week, then you are free to sit with whoever you want."

He nodded and told her about Katie and Elizabeth laughed, "What a coincidence! She is watched by my partner of the year."

"Wow! Sure that this wasn't rigged up?"

"If it was, then they made a pretty good job in doing so."

"Well then… let's eat?"

"Sure!"

Elizabeth then guided him towards the dining hall and waved at a couple on a table. One of them was Katie while the other was a male Mewpyre with white torso, overlaying into grey over the limbs. Tail was pure black and the under his chin and jaw was also grey.

"Hey, Hector!"

"Hello Elizabeth. I expect this is Guil here?" asked the male senior.

"That's right," told Guil and offered the hand but the male waves off and Guil shrugged while taking a seat upon Elizabeth's suggestion.

"But don't we have to get food?" asked Guil

"In your case, the first day you get the food delivered. And with Hector around we could ask for this every day," Elizabeth replied with a smirk.

"Elizabeth… please," told Hector with a blush and she just laughed.

"Hector here is a born Mewpyre from a high ranking mage family. As such, his parents made sure he would do well here… though socially he can be awkward at times. Heck, if it wasn't for me, he wouldn't be sitting here right now."

"What… what do you mean?" Katie wondered.

"She dragged me into this program," deadpanned Hector.

Shaking her head, Elizabeth told, "You are already the youngest of our class and picked upon. So I thought making you show that you can take responsibility they would lessen it or if we were lucky stop it completely. Not to mention… don't you want to impress Hope?"

That caused Hector to blush deeply while Elizabeth added, "And your parents would be very proud if you scored with her."

"Please… stop Elizabeth…"

"Who is Hope?"

Elizabeth replied, "She is the daughter of Elder Alina and Mage Knight David. She and her twin sister Merina were in the same class as we are."

"And the only angels who didn't have the honor of having me," told a new voice, causing Elizabeth to groan.

Hector on the other hand made a weak smile, "Hello, Tyson."

Guil turned around and saw a Mewypre with a light grey color, with the tip of the paws being slightly darker and the tail tip and ear tips black. Like all other in the academy he was wearing a uniform but less taken care as the others.

"So, these two are the new bitten ones?" asked Tyson with grin. "While the girl looks somewhat fine, the guy here looks like a big loser. Wonder how often he will have to repeat courses."

"Tyson! Have at least so much dignity and don't look down newcomers THAT much," protested Elizabeth sat stood up. "They have enough hard time with the intensive program!"

" Do I have to care?" asked Tyson. "You are only a Cult Bitten! So what do you know?"

"I actually know a lot! And if I am not wrong I have better grades than you! And Hector here is our class primus!"

Hector blushes and told, "Elizabeth… please. We can talk without shouting and insulting each other."

"Shut up, momma boy!" told Tyson. Then he looked at Guil and Katie, "Just checking who these losers picked up… and I am looking forward to knowing you better," he smirked and stroke Katie's cheek who slapped it away.

Laughing, Tyson left and Guil told, "What a jerk…"

"Yes! And he is like this since I know him," snarled Elizabeth. "I am so much in the mood of simply ramming my spear through him."

"Please Elizabeth… such violence isn't reasonable… why can't we just go and find out why he is so and perhaps find a peaceful solution?"

"You cannot help this guy anymore!" countered Elizabeth.

Katie nodded, "Yeah… I don't like how he looked down on you guys. I definitely don't want to know him better. If he wants close friends, he has to look somewhere else."

"You didn't get what he was saying…" deadpanned Elizabeth

Guil whispered to his supervisor, "Memory loss… I think it made her somewhat naïve."

"And she is allowed here?" asked Elizabeth surprised. "What are they thinking," to which Guil only shrugged… he didn't know enough of the Mewpyre working to tell what they could have thought by allowing a girl with amnesia into the academy.

Hector, on the other hand just sighed and looked down, not particular in the mood to keep on talking. Not even after their meals were served.

So they quietly took their meals and brought the two fresh students back to their classrooms for the afternoon lessons…

And they still were widely filled with math lessons. Many seemed to have trouble understanding the new content and the notes were extensive.

At the end of the afternoon lessons, which were luckily only a third of the morning ones, Blackfeather wrote a complex lesson on the board and told, "Write this one down as it is your homework until tomorrow. Failing to do so or not being able to solve it will lead to a bad first grade up to detention!"

Guil gulped as he wrote this down... not eager to fail something in the first day of school. Then he looked around and saw that the others had familiar expressions… except one of the females… she seemed to be annoyed by this.