Thread: Welcome to Accel(Max and I)

There was single ray of sunshine that pierced through the blinds within the room. It beamed through and painted the white sheets of the full-sized bed, black comforter halfway off the mattress. The interior of the apartment bedroom wasn't anything extravagant or out of a home magazine. Curtains were basic and single colored, matching the comforter in color with only a light speck of dust along their top edges. The dresser and end tables had their surfaces mostly cleaned except for a random assortment of either change or a receipt here or there. Lamps were placed upon the end tables, yet were rarely turned on. Opposite of the bed was a small desk with a laptop on top, but the rest of the desk top held scattered notes and books, all pertaining to the same exam that the heroine of this tale had been studying for diligently and without even a hair below 100 dedication. Likewise, the individual who inhabited the bed had done the same, having long awaited this day since the beginning of the year. Ugh... Came the soft groan of a tired, not-so-much-of-a-morning-person student. White and wild hair yet somehow tame at the same time popped out from beneath the sheets as half-lidded eyes gazed around the room. A loud yawn soon followed, the young man not even bothering to cover it as he slipped on out of the sheets, clad only in a pair of plaid boxers. He immediately walked past the shaded window, making a b-line for the bathroom as he commenced the morning routine of cleaning himself up and getting ready for the day. Although, he wasn't prepared for the sudden rush of icy cold water that stung at his naked form. A shocked yowl echoed past his walls, and anyone outside would probably chuckle humorously. With clothes on and a single piece of toast in his mouth, the student named Alexander Leander stepped out of his apartment with his bags slung over a single shoulder, locking the door behind him. With a hearty grin, Alexander chomped down on the toast mightily and devoured the bite. The flavor was savored on his tongue, a nice, yet light layer of butter coating the crunchy toasted bread. It was a nice little kick starter to the day, instead of that frost wave of water that hailed down upon him. Ah, but to hell with that. Let's knock this shit out, heh! A thumb brushed his nose in a rather cocky fashion as he made a light jog to class. Today was the day. That exam that either made his dreams come true, or dashed them in bitter defeat. Among all of his family members, Alexander was the closet to becoming a fabled Vanguard, one of the mighty guardians of Sleepers. Vanguards were known as the front line men and women who used their mighty prowess to stave off the reach and grasp of evil. It only made sense that he sought out such a position when he was a mighty Berserker. These beings held in them an ability to tap into their inner rage and manifest into a creature that only aided in furthering their strength and resilience. Alexander happened to embody that of a fierce dragon, having once or twice fought off a gang that vastly outnumbered him and with other Berserkers! News quickly spread, and along with his good grades and rather infectious personality, Alexander was well-known amongst the student body. That is, except for a specific Mage... How the hell did you beat me?! Alexander shouted as he slammed the door open, pointing a finger at Abigail Hunter, his sworn rival. He soon stomped towards her desk and glared at her, pressing his forehead against her's. I made sure to set my alarm waaaaay earlier this time. Tch, and I'm sure unlike you, I studied way before the announcement was even made! How long had their rivalry gone? Everyone knew that they went at each other's throats since... day one? Who knows? Maybe even in past lives they were bickering foes. They often competed so much in so many things that they both hit the top marks. Occasionally, one would one up the other, but it was soon thrust back into balance on some other sort of competition or test. Their scores were perfectly balanced and equal at the end, and no one knew when one or the other would tip the scale in their favor once and for all. There was soon a cough to garner their attention, the teacher staring at them both. The teacher had slipped in just behind Alexander, but had been there for their entire argument, watching with mild amusement before soon seeing that time was drawing closer. An exam of such magnitude would need plenty of preparation and instruction, and as more students filtered in some dreading this day, others a nervous wreck, while a small few just didn't care, the teacher felt it was time to get things under control. The Berserker huffed towards the woman as yellow eyes turned away. Don't worry, I'll be happy to tell you all the answers you got wrong at the end of the test. Just don't be too surprised when you see my name submitted to Accel. I'll send you post cards too, short stuff. With a snide smirk, he patted her head and ruffled her hair before moving to his seat, dodging any retaliation the woman sent his way and sticking his tongue out at her childishly.