The villagers that lived within sight of the island were always disturbed when the school appeared a few days a year. Those viewing from the ground, sea, or air generally saw the same thing. A typical deserted island, many trees, and undisturbed beaches. Hearing rumors of the school, a few people had tried to land there, trying to get a better look at what really happened there. Those that came by sea were normally turned away by sudden currents that appeared near the water's surface, too powerful for even their engines to fight against. They were pushed back to a far distance from the island, only allowed to patrol it at 2 miles out. Those that tried to approach it by air received much the same treatment, a sudden strong wind or air current forcing them to move on, leaving the island undisturbed. A few divers had tried to swim in, and even a few people had tried to parachute onto the island. They were also sent away, normally ending up in a wooden boat headed in the other direction.<br/><br/>Soren sighed as he stepped to his window. The entire spread of the school was open to anyone within the grounds. The sorcerer looked up, his eyes catching the imperfections in the light refraction he cast around the school. It was the reason noone could find it unless they were expected. A plane and a boat the school owned were the only ones not checked before they reached the light barrier. Sighing, he brought down the barrier, knowing that the new students would be coming soon. He loved this time of year, the old students getting to meet new ones, able to guide them on what to do on the grounds and what not to do. A smile appeared on his face as he stepped out of the window, creating an updraft to glide effortlessly to the ground. Silently moving towards the Main Hall where the students and faculty would gather to greet in the new year, he slipped onto the stage and smiled as he looked over the group.<br/><br/>"Welcome all to the Pantheon School for the Gifted! Whether you are forced here or have accepted one of our invitations, we welcome you here. Here you are safe to explore your powers, even allow them to grow in most cases. These walls, as our older students can tell you, have seen more than a few powers blow them apart.We will do what we always do, repair and move on. I am known as Headmaster Darkhand, and you will all most likely see me. Now, to the doors where our older students will give you room assignments."<br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>Lucas hated the first day. He had been in the school for years, and he never got used to the new girls that came. Excitement and surprises still got him to change, and as soon as he got adjusted to the girls who were there, these new ones came in. Sighing, he moved past the exit doors, posting up where each student would be going. He wanted to go back to the forest, where he could shift without giving away what he could do. His eyes scanned the crowd, and then he shut his eyes, shifting them to that of a hawk. He started to pick out people, smiling as he looked over them. Some were obvious in what they could do, and some were more humanoid. It wouldn't matter, the teachers were decent enough. They had taught him control. If he could get control of changing when he was surprised, he would be allowed to leave. Still he loved it here, the forest and ocean provided him with so many places to test new animals, and the skies were always clear enough for him to even try a few bird forms. Moving next to one of the exit doors, he waited to see if there were any problems.