A fine day. A fine dollar. The sun rises. The moon vanishes into the void of nonexistence. At Valhalla Educational Institute, the youthful looking Dean Octavia Van Helsing gives her speech in front of a great assembly. Her aura was melodic, charming and mysterious. "Ladies, gentlemen, boys and girls. My name is Octavia Van Helsing. You may call me Dean, Dean Octavia, Dean Van Helsing, and so on. Just don't call me by my first name alone. I for one, welcome you to Valhalla Educational Institute. Today is the start of a humble day in history, a humble day for Dragon Shifters, Hunters, and even those external to the eon-long conflict that my forefathers have partook in. Don't see this as an end, see this as a new beginni- OH OH OH AAAAAHHHHH!" Some winds blew the Dean's papers away as she held her skirt to prevent the wind from blowing it up too. "Give me a few seconds, everyone. This is so embarassing... alright..." The Dean coughs, and her aura returned to normal as the speech continued. The various individuals in the crowd paid attention. Mostly anyways. These were not ordinary individuals, one might find out later on. Alright, some were ordinary, but others were out of this world. It was small compared to most schools, but it was certainly there. "Can't trust a new school," a bespectacled young girl utters underneath her breath, "There's 'new and improved' and there's 'new', eh, random person beside me?"