While some may not want to read this chapter because they think it's boring, don't worry, cause it'll get interesting.

Storm led his teammates into the large classroom, even though probably none of them wanted to be here. There were dozens of students sitting down and walking about, talking to other students. A few teams that Storm could recognize were CCRE, GRDN, and CRDL originally from Beacon, but there were a lot more teams he didn't recognize. They climbed the stairs up incline of the classroom, and took their seats above CCRE.

"So, what do you think this is going to be about?" Rusti asked, looking at Storm. "She's your mom, after all."

After a moment, he realized something. "I have no idea. This could be about anything."

Rusti sighed. "Well that's helpful."

As his mom entered the classroom, the conversations quickly died down. She still carried her long bow and quiver, which may have meant that she was going to use it for demonstration purposes or something. She set the bow down on the desk at the front of the class, and turned to all of them with a smile. "Well students, time to get some actual knowledge in your heads. Unlike other teachers, I will be teaching every single one of you, not just the ones who need it. This lecture should have something for everyone, no matter how skilled or how unskilled.

"But before we get to that, let's start with introductions." She went over to the blackboard, and picked up a piece of white chalk. She wrote her name as she said, "I am Jayana Sapphire, and yes, that Sapphire. My brother's Norbert Sapphire, my sister-in-law is Shay Sapphire, Locaster is my aunt—not my mother—and yes, there are normal members of my family." Fortunately she didn't mention him and Rayne—the less attention they got the better.

She took an apple out of the desk and tossed it in the air, catching it with the same hand. "The first thing I'll cover is specialization versus generalization; the age old conflict of the warrior. Anyone want applesauce?" She tossed the apple at the crowd, quickly drew her bow, and shot an arrow at the apple, exploding it into goldish mush. "Now that couldn't have been done by a generalist, now could it?" She put the bow back down on the desk, and took out another apple. "Now, any generalists in the crowd?"

After a few moments, hands were raised, and eventually Storm did too. He was probably the best generalist in the crowd. She looked over them, and pointed to one student in particular. "Alright then, you with the green hair." Crystal came down, and stood next to his mother.

Crystal?

Without even asking her name, Mom handed Crystal her long bow and a couple of arrows. "Now, try hitting the apple." The apple flew out of her hand, and Crystal fired an arrow at it. She missed, hitting the stairs, and then fired another which hit dead center. "Well, that was as terrible as I thought it would be. Hand it back now."

Crystal handed it back, and went back up to her seat. She seemed angry, but not very. "Of course, a specialist in swordsmanship probably couldn't even hit that. But that's the thing. Specialists, when they do things, they do them well, unless it's something outside of their skill set. Generalists don't do them as well, but can do more things.

"But in any case, one must learn to make up for their weaknesses with your strengths, and avoid situations where you can't use them. You should know your weaknesses as well, and turn them into strengths. You should apply your skillset carefully; even a less skilled opponent will be able to beat you if their skill set has a weakness they can intentionally or unintentionally use."

As the class went on, his mom covered all sorts of topics. Some of them he didn't need to hear, others were new knowledge to him. By the end though, some of the class was falling asleep.

She took out another apple, and started putting it on peoples' heads. When she set it on their head, they usually woke up. That was, until she came to Rusti. He wouldn't budge. She set it down, and left it as she went down to the desk. She then took out her bow, and fired an arrow at the apple.

Then Rusti did the one thing he shouldn't have; he woke up and the apple rolled off. Immediately she fired at the other arrow, this one with was rocket propelled. It hit the first arrow, which then changed directions, going after the apple instead of Rusti's head. The first arrow skewered the apple, and the second imbedded itself on the back wall. Everyone was looking around to see what had happened. "That's why you don't want to fall asleep in my class." She set the bow aside, and Rusti was in speechless surprise.

The electronic school bell rang, and everybody got up. "Hold on for just one minute," she announced, and everyone stopped. After what had just happened, no one wanted to disobey her. "I've arranged a school-wide tournament for everyone starting right after lunch. Each team will send one person to battle it out with everyone else's representatives, and I'll choose who fights who. This will test who was listening and who wasn't." After a moment of silence she said, "You're dismissed."

As everyone filed, Storm turned to his team. "So, who should our team send?"

"I vote you," Rusti said.

"Now hold on," Storm said. "I'm not the best fighter on this team, now am I?"

"You're probably the best for this sort of tournament."

He really didn't want to go through this. He and Faye had to figure out what was going on with her semblance. Then he had a thought. "Who were we going to send to the doubles round again?"

"Uh, I don't remember."

Azura sighed. "Me and Faye, right?"

"Yeah, and since Faye is going to be busy this afternoon…"

"Wait, how do you know what Faye's going to be doing?" Rusti asked.

"Well…" He didn't want to say Faye was having trouble with her semblance; she might not like it if he did. So instead of explained he just said, "Let's just send Azura, okay?"

"Fine with me," Azura said, shrugging.

"As long as I don't have to do it," Rusti said.

Storm looked to Faye, and she nodded with approval. "Good," he said. "Now, let's have lunch."

"Excuse me," a voice said, and a girl who was a blur of dark green hair went between Storm and the rest of his team. The thing was, she didn't touch any of them—she just moved between them.

"Wait up, Sakura," another voice called after her, and two guys—one with red hair the other with orange—nudged past them. "Excuse us."

"I'm not waiting up for Peri to steal my pudding this time," the girl called back, speeding up.

It was a while before SAFR was sure what had just happened. "Okay, who were they?" Storm asked.

"Team JSPR," Rusti said. "They were in the ceremony, remember?" Storm shook his head. "You must have passed out then."

Storm scoffed at that idea. "I did not pass out. And why would I pass out anyway?"

Rusti shrugged. "Well I can't think of any other reason why you wouldn't remember."

"Maybe you were simply tired and fell asleep," Faye suggested. "It would not be the strangest thing."

"Wouldn't I remember at least the fact that I had gone to sleep?" Storm suggested. "Anyway, maybe I just wasn't paying attention, okay? It doesn't mean anything."

"Well, just don't tell them that," Rusti said.

"Good idea." He wasn't sure what their temperament was, so if they were sensitive about that sort of thing, he didn't want to hurt their feelings—whether or not they might try to take retribution.

With that subject out of the way, Storm started to wonder what was for lunch.

Yes, William Tell. No, Jayana couldn't have hit Rusti's head (she's too good for that). And yes, a tournament, as in you're going to learn about a few new characters (maybe... definitely) and see canon ones as well. I'm actually debating right now who should the tournament (yes, I haven't finished it yet). Post which character, canon or Haven, should win the tournament in your opinion as a review. I might even do the one you suggest, though there are a lot of powerful characters just waiting to be unleashed.