The next day one the werewolf guards approached me. He kept asking me to take off the mask. I was taken to kitchen where they were ordered to leave the room. I was given a glass of blood. I used a paper straw to drink it and then I burned it for good measure. I was taken to a member of city hall where I had to take off my mask so they can take a picture. I still used my name Alexandria Patrova. I was given an ID and few other documentations. I did take off the mask but I didn't show them my real face. I made sure to look like a different person. I wore a hoodie so they didn't even see my hair. I decided to go with the comic version without the tattoos. I made sure my face was oval with small nose and high cheekbones and vivid green eyes with shoulder length raven hair. The security snuck a peek but it won't do anything. I am sure that these guys will try again. I will have a trustworthy shield against these bozos.
I put on the mask and pulled my hoodie. I walked out and the others were congratulating each other for knowing they myth had some weight to it. I walked past them and they straighten themselves up and escorted me to Winter Academy owned by a werewolf named Anderson. I was escorted to the steps where I was told to remove the mask and lower the hoodie. I did as he asked and he gave me a once over while I smelled him. He smiled understanding what I was doing, "Welcome to Winter Academy. I hope to see you excel to academic excellence."
I was escorted to a room in the east wing. It has a spectacular view of the academy. My roommate Jeanine was a fanfiction Sasha Fanatic. Sasha the hybrid poster was all over the wall. She even had tshirt with me on it. I asked her to get a life. She gave me a scandalized look. She was annoyed. She started talking about me like she knew me since childhood. I explained to Jeanine that Sasha was a homicide detective. She disappeared because she was getting treatment for cancer. Her mother was killed by her older half brother. He was in the army. She became a detective to fight guys like her brother. Jeanine was upset that her favorite comic was based on real person but it had all the facts wrong. She wanted to know how I knew all of this. I chuckled as I explained that I am descendant of the Sasha she so fondly speaks of. I share the same name as her Alexandria Patrova. This got her seriously annoyed. She stared at me with contempt.
I unpacked my belongings and sat down to watch the sunset. She sat next to me and asked me what else I knew about her. I told her that she was cremated and her ashes were scattered to the wind. She only dated one guy she liked. So after she graduated from high school she married him and had a son. We have videos of her when she was well and the days she was sick. She was an ace detective like her mother. I know this because there was only one Sasha that everyone wanted to talk about two hundred years ago and it was her. I showed her Shaw's dog tags. Her expression turned to pure hatred and started to rip the posters on the wall.
When I walked into class the next day I was met with people with mixed feelings. Some were surprised to see a living descendant of the legendary Sasha. Others was bored to hear more about her. I sat down next to a goth girl and she gave me a once over. I smiled at her and paid attention in class. When the class was over one the popular kids asked me to join her upstairs for a party. I retorted that I am not falling for that trick so she should try her luck with someone else. She was surprised that I treated her she was beneath me. She is used to people treating her like royalty. She gave me a look and walked away.
I moved from class to class and finally we were in swimming class. I heard the prank they wanted to pull on me. Since it is a tradition of these bullies. They wanted to wait till I was in shower to take my things so I will be walking around class in a towel. I made sure to get myself cleaned up at torpedo speed and ran out at the speed of sound. I got dressed and came out before they were able to it. They were bummed that they were too late to humiliate me. I was amongst the brightest students in class. I made sure to spend most of my time studying.
My roommate was more quiet after our little chat. She would do her homework and run along her fanfiction group to chat about movies and other crap. She refused to accept the truth so I showed her the video where Shaw killed mom to her. This deflated her greatly and the others that were there to shut me down. She borrowed the piece of evidence I showed her to the comic book artist that drew that nonsense to have it amended. I showed her a picture of me when I was a cop. This was the version people talk about the least. I had promised to sue him if he stains my family any further. She passed on the message to the creep and he apologized. That was the end of that drama.
The school's secret society tried to recruit us. I refused to join but participated anyway for the heck of it. On the other hand my roomie wanted to join. She worked ten times hard to get in. She was denied the opportunity to do so. The girl was depressed that she spent an entire month in therapy. I on the other somehow became a member. They called themselves the nocturne. I wanted to laugh since I was sure if they met a real one they would run the other way. I was escorted to my new quarters. Where I shared a room with another new. I was told that my tests have begun. When they are over I will be a member.
For my first test they took us to the city and gave us enough money for bus ticket. I was told to walk through the park and the cemetery to reach a bus stop. Hop on it and come back to school. This was made easy when they gave me a map. When they left I turned invisible and flew up into the sky. I saw the route to take and the obstacles in my path.
I wanted to run at top speed but opted not to. I walked through the park using echolocation so I didn't meet anyone. I went through the cemetery and saw a few gravediggers. I used echolocation and found my way out and reached the stop. I didn't use the money for a bus. I walked back to the academy before midnight. I was given a medal for arriving first. I was given a coin that held the clue to what I am supposed to do next.
I used the ability to magnify my vision to see what was on it. The side was ridged with nothing written on it. The head side had a bat and wolf on it while the other side had numbers on it. It looked like GPS coordinates so I followed it. I ended up near a portrait of the founder of this school. I felt around the edge and felt a latch. I pulled it and it revealed a secret pathway. I walked in and was surrounded by people who were ready to accept me in their fold. I was sworn in and escorted back to my new room. My old roomie was glaring at me the time. I brushed her off as I entered my room.
The weekend arrived and I decided that I should take a tour of the city. I walked out to see security waiting to escort me wherever I needed to go. I asked them to show me the works. The hole in the wall, the playground, park, city center and also arcade games. They took me to a diner where they served beef burgers and the thickest milkshake. After my meal I sat down in my car to see Jeanine was following me. I asked them if I could use a bike to lose a tail. They made a few calls and one of their friends came with a bike. I was going to hop on it but in the end I sat in the behind him. He drove me as fast as the speed limit would allow. I laughed like a kid and watched the scenery change from boring building blocks to amazing street art decorating it. It was ok till I heard the sirens. I started to swear so badly that the others asked me if I was ok. I explained that the scientists from machine city has released some sort of abomination. They made some calls and we left just before the city went into lockdown. I asked the security to remove their families too because once those gates close it is game over. As a member of the council I had their families airlifted out. This earned their respect since they were told that I prefer to kill all of them out of hate. They had found and read my diary so they had a different perspective of me than the average person.