Leon, setting foot on the school grounds for the first time, looked around at the premises. Tch, so this is the school for lycans and vampires alike. What the hell is this world coming to? he asked himself in thought, turning to walk toward the school entrance. He'd already noticed that the school looked like an old castle, one that had likely served as home to an old Vampire from the dark ages. It wasn't unlikely, but one could never be too sure. One thing was for certain, however, he wasn't about to put up with anyone's bullshit, student and teacher alike.
As he was being briefed, Leon was told that it was highly probable that he was the only human teacher. That didn't surprise him much, the times were different these days, that was for sure. Nearly every human in the world had become a slave to some damned beast, but only a few, like himself, remained free of reign.
It was made clear to him that it was very possible that even he was subject to some coronation as becoming a slave, but he just spat at the idea. Tch, anybody tries to take over my mind.. And they'll get a bullet in their skull, he'd scoffed. Now approaching the doors, he stopped and took one final look around. There would be no escape, if the whole school turned against me... Nor would their be any escape for them.
His emotionless demeanor was typical and he didn't care who saw it. "Hmph, whatever.. Time to teach these kids something new." His role was simple, become the new teacher of Combat Arts. The students would likely be prejudice, but Leon had dealt with far more powerful lycans and vampires alike. The thing that pissed him off the most was that he would be training these beasts to be more powerful, that it itself was disgusting enough, knowing he may have to kill them someday. "Well, here goes..."
Leon turned to face the doors, pushing them open as he stepped into the halls of Blackwald Academy. The doors slowly creaked to a close, the latch locked loudly. He was trapped.