"What does she mean?" asked a girl to her friend.
"I have no idea…." Replied her friend a witch.
"What shall we do?" questioned a boy in brown lace to a werewolf oy who only shrugged.
"DO NOT PANIC!!!" spoke up Melody taking all attention, "Don't think that we are requesting something. Let's be clear."
"At the start, we introduced ourselves, clarifying each other's name, our fields, our identity, our outfits, our jobs including our locations." said Tone, "So, now we would love to know you all.
ALL OF YOU!
Whether you are an ability holder or a myth creature, warrior, ninja, a born hero, or a bloodline."
"We want to know what our students are! Who are there among us? SHOW YOURSELF!" exclaimed Melody in excitement.
Everyone got mixed up in emotions.
Some panicked, some were prepared, and some were eager to take this part.
Some students grew proud whereas, some took it as a normal task.
A question raised here that how will they introduce themselves.
Will they are standing up from their seat, speaking out loud their names and identity like it's done in every classroom at the first day of school?
OF COURSE NOT!
This was something different.
Tone and Melody gave out detail about what to be done.
They would call their names right ahead of the Orb table where the student's identity will all be displayed by your palm.
Whether you are from different places like:
Unique family,
Rich kingdom,
Military group,
Expert clan,
Legendary tribe,
Great Empire,
Royal family,
Modern city,
Agriculture village,
Type of spices,
Bloodline holders,
Plus, your level refers to the strength and control of your type.
Everyone will be displayed their own identity.
"You don't have to get worried about anything." Smiled Melody, "we will earn every one. Just attend the call and everything will be cleared."
"SO, ARE YOU ALL READY TO INTRODUCE YOURSELF?!" asked Tone a loud.
"YES!!!!" roared the hall.
"THEN LET'S BEGAN!!!" both alarmed.
From the side doors, a maid and a servant entered carrying a glass box that carried millions of glowing stars.
Each box held on Fifty million stars.
They stood beside the secretaries holding it for them.
First, the male secretary turned to the Lord who nodded as a signal to begin.
Mister Tone then, dived his palm inside the box of the servant and took out a tiny star.
It converted into a car written on it the name of the student.
"I call upon Reel Richard!"
Down in the hall, among the students with a blue long coats, behind Eden's table, a youth stood up.
All the sight stared at him as he paced through the tables, taking the straight path, he arrived right in front of the great podium.
With all due respect, he bowed like a prince greeting,
"Good evening, your Lord and respected Principal. My name is Reel Richard. Pleasant to meet you all. It's an honor."
"What a discipline, boy" was the comment given by them.
The two performers nodded when Tone instructed him,
"Place your palm on the table's surface."
The youth did as he was told.
To his surprise, it glowed on his hand, drawing a connection from the glow of the Orb to his palm.
Inside the colossal glass Orb, a silver color symbol appeared, with his Level:40.
It showed big enough in viewing the entire hall.
"Mister Reel Richard" called the great Lord Angus.
"Yes, sir" answered the boy.
"It is great to see a member from the silver bullet family again in our school. Welcome back."
"Thank you so much, sir. I won't let you down, sir."
"You are quite level too. I assume you have got a lot to show us." Nodded the Lord lightly.
The youth smiled in pride and bowed in respect.
"You may return to your seat." Sid Tone as the youth paid his respect to them too and returned.
Once he took his seat, his entire table group jumped on him with questions pilling over him,
"How did you do that?!" asked a boy.
"How did you make it?" questioned a youth.
"How you managed to get it all right?" asked a girl.
"Didn't you panic?" asked a Morgana girl.
Reel silver only smiled letting everyone talk out what they had to split from the inside. Thus, there came an answer,
"You have to keep your manners and listen to whatever they say to you. That will keep you doing the job well. It's not so hard. Only a short visit for your name." suggested Reel giving out a calm reply,
"Just stay calm and you will be alright."
"OH! I see" all nodded.
Then a call alarmed, "Rilena Craft!" called Melody after picking out a star.
From the opposite row, a little girl got off her chair, frightened to move on.
Soon, a kind volunteer accompanied her by taking her hand, encouraging her in a soft voice
"Don't be sad. I am with you come."
The child first hesitated by pressing her feet on the grass, refusing to move a step.
Everyone was watching this.
Surely, children do freak out when they are on themselves.
Here, they had to control her before she burst into tears.
If she started crying, serval others with weak hearts would copy her, blowing up the hall in a roar of terror.
It will be a disaster.
Thus, the Lord analyzed the situation before it would even stir up.
"Melody…" he called her.
She veered up to him who smiled at this.
The secretary was so close to her status that just a silent move from her master was enough to present the request in front of her.
"Understood, sir" bowed the Lady.
She swirled calling, "Rilena" in a sweet voice.
"Huh?" surprised the child when the girl played a trick.
"Lok her…" she showed her a fist asking, "Look what I have got here for you. A present for a sweet girl."
For a second there was a pause when suddenly she opened her palm and there was a rose with two packs of chocolates.
"It's for you."
"Me?" smiled the girl when her feet began to balance up and she walked on her own towards Melody.
Melody bend down to her, presenting it to the child.
The
"The…...Thank you" blushed the girl.
"You like it?" she asked with a smile.
"Yes!!" nodded the child, "so much!"
"Then can you do something for me?" the lady asked her.
"Ah! Yes", nodded the child happily, ready to do anything.
"Can you place your hand on the table?" she asked her.
The child gazed on the desk. She asked by showing her left palm, "This one?"
"Any you wish to" smiled the lady.
The entire hall watched this in wonder that how the child was erased from her fear just by a small act.
The child listened to her and placed it.
Her print connected to the Orb where her identity and level were shown.
"WOW! You have an ability of changing things into different shapes."
"YES!" nodded the girl confidently.
"And of Level:9. Fantastic!" admired the lady.
The child nodded telling that her calm enchained her in her room due to her rare ability.
She also informed her that she was abandoned by her family.
This scandalized the entire hall.
Relena was seen to be a child of six years thus, she was threatened brutally with no mercy.
"White chained clan is your place, right?" asked Melody with a smile she replied that she haven't learned it but, her mother use to acknowledge with the same words.
The child also added that it was her papa and mam who brought her out of the chains hidden under their cape and caught up to train.
They told her that they still loved her.
"And do you still love them?" asked Melody with a smile.
"Am…. I yes…. I love them too." Nodded the girl in eyes of glitters.
"Don't worry" rested Melody her palm on the child's head.
This erupted her with a strong feeling of love and care from the lady who said,
"I get now why you were feared at the start when I called your name. But, don't worry.
Here, no one will lock you. Everyone will be your friend. True."
"Really?" smiled the child as Melody placed her hand on her checks, cheering her up to be happy.
"So, will you gift my other friend the same too?" asked the child a friendly question.
The lady chuckled replying, "Yes, no one will leave empty-handed from here. Okay?"
"Yes!" laughed the girl in chubby checks and hopped back to her seat like a bunny.
"Such are their stories back home." Spoke up Tone as Melody raise replying,
"It's difficult to adjust in this world when you are odd."
There was a silence capturing the hall.
Some were gazing at her recalling their treatments while others were watching with a smile who had to bear the black zone.
Lucky once were they who weren't treated this way.
"Excellent work…." praised the Lord.