Adrian sat on his bed, looking around the room. He was suppose to be meeting his new room mate today, but so far, he hasn't shown up. Although, Adrian did show up very early, so it's pretty reasonable that he would be alone in the room for a little while. His things were all unpacked, and now he was bored. He looked up and took a deep breath. "I guess this is a new start, maybe here I'll find out who I am."<br/><br/>Adrian was an orphan. He had no family, no connections to his past, nothing. All he had were two large swords passed down throughout his family, or at least that's what he thinks. Both were huge blades, and had very strange characteristics. One blade looked like a sword that merged with a battle ax somewhere along the middle, the other blade looked like a normal two handed blade, but the tip looks as if it was torn in half down the center. Both swords also had some strange writing on it, but the even weirder part was that Adrian could read them as if they were written in English. The one that looks like as ax says, "With my strength, none shall defeat me" while the other says, "With my power, I shall conquer". After research of his weapons and his powers, the only thing he could think of is that he might have come from some ancient line of giants or something, but that was through regular libraries and research. In a school of mutants, he might be able to have an easier time at figuring out what he is, or maybe how to control his powers better.<br/><br/>Finally, after being tired of waiting around, he figured he'd go out and do something. "Maybe some swordplay could kill time." He said to himself as he grabbed his ax-blade. He figured that the courtyard would be big enough to practice, enough room for nobody to get in to way. He wished he could take the other blade as well, but both of them were really heavy, so he can only wield one at a time, although he could easily wield both in his other form, but he didn't really want to scare anyone on his first day. He grabbed his iPod and headed to the door, holding his sword and listening to music.<br/><br/>When he finally got to the courtyard, it was kind of empty. He figured most people were out looking for their rooms, and for once, he didn't get weird looks from people when they saw him with his sword. He finally felt like he fit in. He turned up his music and began swinging his blade to the music.