In this world, there are many ways to become extraordinary. Maybe you were born with a power, or maybe you fell in radioactive waste. Perhaps an animal bit you, or you just know MAGIC. Some people use these powers to protect the innocent, to save the world... to be... heroes.
However, a city that rests deep underground, far away from society. Lowhaven is a gathering spot for those the rest of the world would call villainous, and answers to no nation. In a way, Lowhaven is almost like a nation of its own; they have their own government, economy, and more. There exist throughout the world various hidden entrances to the city, but these are very carefully guarded. Only those with a Lowhaven ID are allowed in, and earning one isn’t an easy task.
In this city, they have schools, ones to teach those that have been cast away from society. They teach them the fine art...
of how to be VILLAINS!!
Deep under the Earth's surface, the city of Lowhaven was noisier than usual. The school season has started, and most of the young people have scattered in the four cardinal directions to head to school. After all, who knows what villains might do to students if they were displeased. One person in particular, however, looked lost. The tall boy looked at his map, sighing as he looked at the map he was given.
"This fucking thing is useless," Inu growled, clenching his cigarette in his teeth as he ran a hand through his spiky white hair. His hand lit on fire, incinerating the paper instantly. He took a long drag on his cigarette as he looked around. "That motherfuckin' neighbor better have not given me bad directions just so I die and he can get with my mom," He muttered as the smoke billowed from his mouth. He took a left turn... and saw the school.
The massive building loomed over him as he looked it over. The building itself seemed to be old and decrepit, like a gust of wind could knock it over at any second. The land surrounding it was full of dead grass and trees, with litter scattered everywhere.
"Looks lovely," Inu muttered to himself as he walked across the lawn to the front doors. However, a girl suddenly stood in front of him. She was at least a head shorter than him, with long blond hair, and a body that most people would consider attractive. Her ears were pointy, giving her the appearance of an elf.
"You know smoking is bad for you, right?" She said as she stared him down. Inu shook his head.
"Nobody asked you. Why the fuck would you walk up to someone and just try to tell them how to live their life? You bit---,"
"Ali," The girl suddenly interrupted. Inu blinked a second.
"Ali Nitsua. That's my name. Not bitch,"
"Look, I really don't give a fuck," Inu snapped as he watched students starting to fill the courtyard. "Just let me pass," He said at he walked pass her, using his size to keep going before she could stop him again. "Weird bitch," He muttered as he headed to the doors, opening it up, while at the same time, slurping up his cigarette and swallowing it whole.
Instead of the interior of a school, like he expected, he say only a swirling tunnel of black and white that could lead to only God knows where. "What the fu---?" He started to say before some of the older students start to push against him, shoving him through. Every hair on his body stood on end as he entered the tunnel, but not even a second later, he was out of it, sitting in a chair, facing a stage. Was he in an... auditorium? Looking around, he noticed everything looked brand new, a stark difference to the building he had just entered. The seats began to fill up quickly, taking about five minutes to do so.
As soon as the last seat was filled, a man in a white robe slow and majestically floated down, some fanfare playing from... somewhere. After about thirty seconds, the man landed in front of a podium and began to speak.
"Welcome students, to Center Lowhaven! I am your headmaster, Headmaster!" He waited for a few seconds before adding. "That's all from me, now give it up for your vice-principal, N. Ox!" Some students began to clap, although it was scattered and weak. There was a few moments of silence before a man that seemed to be over eight feet tall walked up to the podium. Every step he took seemed to shake the ground, and the man himself gave off an aura of authority, almost overwhelming so. A few students began to murmur amongst themselves, as N. Ox was a renowned leader of the biggest criminal organization on Earth. Why would such a man lower himself to teach?
"Greeting students!" his voice boomed across the auditorium. "I am N. Ox. Now, I know some of you are wondering why a school exists, and why you must attend. Being a villain can't be hard, after all! Well, allow me to ask you a few questions. Are you a real villain?" The students looked at each other, muttering again, confusion in the air. With no answer, N. Ox continued. "Have you ever caught a good guy, like a, like a, like a real super hero?" Whatever answer he received, he kept going. "Have you ever tried a disguise?" After listening, he slammed his hand on the podium. "And that is why we have to teach you how to be villains!" Suddenly, a saxophone materialized in his hand, and he began to play a few catchy sounding notes. However, as soon as they finished, a louder voice boomed from behind the stage.
"Robbie! I told you to NOT mess with my speech!" N. Ox looked behind him, and shook his head.
"Looks like the jig is up," He stated, spinning in place. 'N. Ox' suddenly shrank in size, becoming a normal sized man dressed in purple, with a giant chin. "All you kids have a good school year!" He said as he ran off the stage. The real N. Ox came on stage, growling before turning to the students.
"Now know this! While we are a school of villains, we are not a school of anarchy! You will follow the very few rules we lay out in each class, or I will deal with you personally. That is all. Dismissed!" He waved his hand out, and suddenly papers appeared in their laps. It had the classes that they had chosen before the school year started, and where the class rooms were located.
With that, the students began to fill out, headed to their first class. Inu picked up his paper, shaking his head as he walked off.
"This was a bad idea," He muttered as he went towards his first class.