<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/70b014d6ca70fc899988273553b15ed0/tumblr_mg57vcJ0Tb1r50xflo1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Erik Lehnsherr<br/><strong>Alias:</strong>Magneto<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Classroom 4 (History)<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>September 3, 2012.  0950<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open (all students)<br/><hr/><br/>Erik sat behind his large oak desk, located at the front of the classroom, deep in thought.  September third 2012, he wondered.  Will this date be hidden from the ignorant masses or will it be replaced with a fabrication by the world governments.  There was a possibility, however incremental, that it would be, one day, as celebrated as the Apollo landing, or even the founding of the United States.  The first day of a school dedicated strictly for those with unique and exceptional abilities.  It was Charles’ dream, in more ways than one.  A dream that, in theory, Erik found himself supporting; though, he couldn’t help but see the uncomfortable similarities of the A.C.E. program to other educational methods, littered throughout history, which produced both unbelievable success and unspeakable horror.<br/><br/>The instructor scoffed.  All too often, politicians and educators used the slogan “the future belongs to the young” but, on this particular day, it seemed to hold more than a measure of truth.<br/><br/>Upon nineteen young individuals, all hand selected by Xavier himself, rested the fate of this day.  Would it eventually be celebrated by all mankind, or would its existence be denied by S.H.I.E.L.D., the World Defense Council, and the United States?  A secret to be buried and erased.<br/><br/>Erik glanced up at the digital clock hanging over the entrance to the classroom.  The students should be arriving at any moment.