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Melisa sighed, fixing her glasses as she pulled a dark strand of hair out of her face. Her blue eyes scanned the building as she watched from behind the power sealing glass. “When should I introduce the kids to the one with black blood.” She asked herself quietly then chuckled, her fair skin turning slightly rosy. Her brown hair, tied back in a messy ponytail. The clipboard she held tightly in her grip filled with notes of the teenagers’ behavior.

The sun shined through Marcus window right onto his face, one bright blue eye opened slowly as he began to sit and stretch, his red hair a mess, he shook his head to wake himself as well as get his hair to it's normal style. "Another groggy morning." He yawned to himself before rolling put out of his hammock and onto the floor lazily, he groaned loudly as if whining then groggily stood up, walking to his dresser to pick his clothes for the day. The room filled with sunlight, revealing what appeared to be like a small beach cabin.

Of course his real name wasn’t Fatality, it was just a nickname everyone called him. He snapped his fingers, and his pjs turned into jeans and a leather jacket. He had bleached brown hair, and the generic ‘tough boy’ look. He ran his fingers through his hair. “Another day, another death.”

Upon realizing his dresser was empty, Marcus gave a slight sigh and tapped his fingers on the dresser, out of nowhere his clothes appeared in the drawers as well as his glasses appeared on his face, "Oh that's much better." He took out a pair of jeans, and a white t-shirt, before he could put his clothes down, they suddenly appeared on him. "I'll never get used to that." He said to himself as he slid a black hoodie on before picking up his harmonica. "Let's hope to avoid conflict today." He thought to himself as he slid the small instrument into his pocket.

“Gia! Come here my child.” Melissa called from her place behind the glass, before a teenager with pale pink hair emerged from a enclossed room that the friends didn’t have access to.

“I can’t find my shoes, I don’t know how to deal with that.” The teen said, their gender not able to be told. “I can’t go down there now, Lady Melissa.”

“They will give you shoes if you ask, now go down there. Your going to meet the others.”

“Yes, Lady Melissa.” They sighed, walking down a set of stairs, opening a padlock door and emerging into the living area before the door closed. “Ooooooooh, I can’t deal with this.”

Light shined from the window onto Ember's fur, the Anthropomorphic Wolf sleeping blissfully, Yawning as he soon woke up and put on some clothes, Ember wasn't from earth, He hadn't even heard of it, The wolf lived on an alternate planet "Another day... Another hell..." Ember slid on his pants (A hole was there for his tail) Walking outside to what was revealed to be a Small forest. Ember walked out the door with a Small Crystal on a necklace, Something the Wolf Prized Highly

Marcus slowly walked to his door and put his hand on the doorknob, he took a deep breath and opened the door slowly taking a peek out before emerging from his room, this place seemed strange to him but at least he wasn't the only one in this place, closing his door, he quietly made his way to the living area.

Gia made that ‘I’m going to die.’ Simile as he saw Marcus.

Marcus took a cautious look at Gia, then adjusted his glasses before giving a slight wave, he began to look around the room before sitting down in a chair.

Melissa would note their behavior.

Ember would make his way to the living area, his dark fur contrasted with his icy-blue markings "I'm not human,Not even from their planet..." Thought the wolf, tail wagging occasionally "What do they think of me... Would someone see me as a freak?" Ember would go to the living area, sitting down in a chair, resting his arms on the sides, The wolf preferred to be alone.

Marcus didn't really pay much attention to the others, he pulled his harmonica from his pocket and began playing a soft Melody. He kept his eyes closed to keep his focus on playing.

Of course Gia knew their names, but he knew they didn’t know theirs. Occasionally they may catch a glance of them from behind the glass, but they never left the safety of the glass. He shivered. “I can’t deal with this....” he mumbled.

There was something strange about ember, He emitted a Dark Aurora that was slightly intimidating, yet the wolf seemed calm...

He kept his guard up around the anthro, he wasn't used to beings other than humans and was unaware of what they were capable of doing if he were to say something.

Marcus sighed, "So who is hungry?" He looked around the room, he was abit uncomfortable with the silence.

“Oh, look. It’s another weakling.” Said Fatality, as he slipped out of his room, his bleached hair pulled back over his head with what seemed like hair jell.

Marcus rolled his eyes slightly, not engaging with the new face, he continued playing his harmonica, he decided to avoid eye contact.