“Yo that’s me!” I shouted, raising my hand.

     “Ah ha! I knew it! You’re Jin Dorian’s daughter aren’t you?” He grinned, walking away from the front of the room to the back of the room where I was.

Before I could squeak out a “Yes” he placed his hands on my shoulders, “Your father and I were good friends! Are actually. We just got out of touch after he moved.”

     “R-Really now?” I questioned.

     "Yes! Please, give him this information." A piece of paper appeared from thin air and I grabbed it. 

     "It’s so that we can get back in touch and I’m so happy his daughter is in my class! Your mother is the bat shit one that punched him in the face one night at the bar isn’t she?" He smiled and I looked at him like he was crazy.

     "She has your color of hair and she’s extremely hot-blooded, right?" He described and I nodded my head. That sounds exactly like her. However, she punched Dad? Never knew about that.

     "Then it’s her! When she punched him in the face he fell madly in love with her! He told me that he will marry that woman no matter what!" He laughed, "They didn’t tell you?"

     "No. They hardly ever tell me anything about them." I admitted.

     “Oh, I see. Well if you ever want to know anything, come by my office alright? I look forward to talking to you, Miss Dorian.” He walked away and continued to call the rest of the names to the Verses out.

     If this is going to be one of those situations where the professor comes over every night to eat, tell my parents how I’m doing in class, whenever I’m skipping, and if I’m passing class then I might as well jump off a bridge. Kill myself ya know? 

End my pain and misery so that I won’t end up at the table with my parents glaring at me for doing something ridiculously stupid. I mean I’m going to do it any way I just don’t want Professor Unknown to tell them. Once he was finished with Call, he had everyone form a large circle in the middle of the classroom.

     "Now that Call is over I get to explain what this class is! This class contains Verses that you've never seen or even heard of although this isn’t an Introduction of Self class, I wanted everyone to get familiar with each other before exploring their magical gifts! But of course, it would be boring if I sat here and talked about it. Ninety-One!" He glanced over at me and so did the rest of the class. "You are our first experiment!"

Wonderful. Isn’t that just peachy? I’m first. 

I strolled into the middle of the circle and he had me stand to the side with my arm straight out.

     “Everyone, Ninety-One here is a Marvel. A Marvel is someone who uses magic to produce swords, shields and sometimes weapons of mass destruction. To make sure they don’t create weapons bigger than they can control they were gloves that calculate the amount of Mana that’s generating through their body.” He pointed at my glove.

     “Now Ninety-One, produce a sword.” He demanded.

     "Do I have too?” I questioned.

     “Yes.” He confirmed.

     There was a sudden warmth against my hand and my fingers tingled. Out of the light, a sword appeared. One that had a silver handle and silver blade. He explained to the class that I was weak in magic which is obviously true because the sword should’ve appeared in a more extreme state. 

I blame my father for this and he could see it in my face that I did. I guess that’s a benefit of being friends with the professor. He already knows the reason why you’re weak in something. I’m more of a…fist type of person if you know what I mean. Not too big on magic.

     When we were done he told me that I dismissed and I went back into the circle. He began calling up a few more Verses such as Alice whose arms transformed into several guns, a male Seether who transformed into a large snake, a Horrid female who had a stiff body, and a male Eater whose mouth awaited the god awful feelings to feast upon.

     Once the male Eater was over with the bell rung, causing us all to flee to our next classes. Mad, Alice and I strolled over to our second class which was the Alchemy 101 where we learned about the different kinds of potions, stones, and gems from a Human. A Human. 

     I wouldn’t even kid about that even if I could. Her names Madam Edna and apparently she’s from the other country. She took up a good hour talking about herself and why she became a teacher despite being lower than anyone else. Except for you know, Mixed Verses. Yes, she blatantly pointed that out and I gave the most sarcastic laugh of all, cracking my fingers into a ball.