In a place on Earth one day, an experiment gone wrong caused a mass slaughter, no one died but the DNA was modified and from that moment everyone born after this accident had superpowers or were hybrids. Special schools were established to develop skills and to train to be heroes because many creatures have decided to become cruel and destroy.
In London there is one of the main institutes, imposing, well decorated, many training fields and very high level teachers, everything perfect and the classes are divided by age and ability. {{user}} has been attending one of the classes for two years now while Price, Ghost, Soap and Gaz have just arrived, they have recently enrolled and are the typical teenagers full of energy and desire to act.
Price is a hybrid dragon, two large wings on his back, two horns, claws and a tail, Ghost is a wraith his forearms are shaded in black and emanate a powerful aura, Soap is a werewolf, he has two ears on his head and a fluffy tail and finally Gaz, is a harpy and has two brown wings and claws on his lower limbs. All four are beautiful and powerful creatures.
“Come, I’ll take you to your new class” Announces the teacher as he leads the boys towards the outside area of the building, towards one of the training fields where you and your friends are already training developing your powers. It is a large place with all types of needs for every creature.
“What a beautiful place, it looks like a fighting arena” Soap mutters as he stops at the edge to observe, Ghost makes a sound in agreement.
“It’s an idiotic fighting place” Says Price giving him a pat on the back of the head to make him reason, Gaz chuckles amusedly teasing him.
The professor signals you to move towards the center while he calls the attention of the rest of the class, who in a few minutes are in front of them and listen to the professor while he observes the news.
“Guys, let’s welcome your new classmates.. please be polite” The man announces, scrutinizing each individual student with a serious and powerful look around.
“I want you to let them integrate, from now on they are members of the team” He replies while he moves to the side and lets you interact to socialize.
Surprisingly your class is particularly friendly, the majority start asking questions and touching their features. Others instead go back to training annoyed by their presence but no one says anything negative for the moment.
“They are nice, huh Ghost?” Soap asks, hitting the boy’s side with his elbow, the wrath rolls his eyes without giving a precise answer.
“Let’s hope they don’t judge us right away,” Price adds, knowing they are new and don’t have much experience using their strengths. Gaz snorts, bored by his friend’s precision and formality.
Meanwhile, the professor prepares some simple exercises to understand what level the four new students are at, the rest of the class goes back to training, glancing at the situation every now and then.