Military School

It took about 12 hours to get there. Loki fell asleep on the way, so when he woke up, his screen had updated.

[Daily Challenge 2 completed: +5 Xp]

[20/20 Xp]

[You have Leveled Up]

[You are now Level 2]

[0/50 Xp]

[Hp: 12/12]

Loki let out a small cry of joy, quickly hushed by those around him. "Shut up, you low-level scum. Why are you even happy, huh? Think you'll get special treatment when you get to military school?" A boy who was stronger than Loki snarled. Loki mumbled a small, "Sorry, I just remembered something," and looked at the screen again.

[You have unlocked the power Memory Warp]

[You may warp the memory of someone from the last 30 seconds]

[When you use Memory Warp, you will -5 Stamina]

[You have obtained a stat point]

[Where would you like to add your stat point to?]

Loki hummed thoughtfully. 'I would like to add the stat point to my Stamina, please.'

[Agility: 10/10]

[Stamina: 11/11]

[Speed: 10/10]

[Strength: 10/10]

[Hp: 15/15]

Loki smiled contentedly. Loki quickly downed the water in his bottle, completing another Daily Challenge.

[Daily Challenge 1 completed: +5 Xp]

[5/50 Xp]

It wasn't much to most people, but it was a lot more than he once had.

The bus suddenly lurched to a stop, jolting everyone on the bus. "Get out," one of the officers ordered. "We've arrived."

As Loki stepped out, he tried to conceal his awe. The building was massive, towering over them as jets flew past them. The government and military had hoarded all the tech that the Originals had brought with them, only giving the scraps to the rest. There was an arena where some students were sparring, and- Oh. There were two Level 2 bullying a Level 1.3. The officer's sharp voice snapped Loki back to attention.

"Okay, listen up. You will be separated into groups of five and tested for your level. The Levels will be anything from Level 1 to Level 15. These levels are for our military school standards, and these levels will not apply to the real world. You will be given a wristwatch that will show your level at all times. The wristwatch cannot be taken off and will remain on your hand at all times. Understood?" A chorus of yesses answered him. "After you have your levels, you will be separated into your dorms. Your schedules will be given tomorrow at breakfast. Your level tester will brief you on the rest. As I call your names, I want you to step aside and form a small group amongst yourselves. Group 1 is Aileen, Jonathan, Mary, Pamela, and Catherine. Group 2 is..."

Loki waited for his name to be called. Finally, "Loki, Daphne, Nishan, Seraphine, and Terrence," were called. Loki walked to a corner of the courtyard where the other four were already standing. "Hello!" a long, blonde-haired girl chirped excitedly. "My name is Daphne and my Ability is Electric! What's yours?" A brunette boy growled. "I'm not here to make friends. What is it with you, anyway?" A ruby-eyed girl piped up. "Don't be so grumpy, Terrence. My name is Seraphine, and my Ability is Earth. Terrence here is my twin brother, whose Ability is also Earth. Don't mind him, other kids used to bully us for being low-level Ability users, so he has trust issues. What about you two?" Loki gave a small smile towards the siblings, saying, "I don't have an Ability." The black-haired boy, who must have been Nishan, sniffed haughtily. "I'm not wasting my time talking to low-levels like you. Daphne, why the hell are you talking to them?" Daphne frowned. "I really hate you high-levels. You're always so cruel towards lower levels."

Loki was surprised to hear an Electric user talk about high-levels like that, considering that she was one herself. Still, the school wouldn't allow her to hang around after the level sorting, since she was so powerful. After all, high-levels were supposed to be mean to the low-levels, or at least not kind to them. That's how the system has always worked. If the low-levels are bullied, they seek protection from other high-levels, and then they have to repay those high-levels back in some way. If Daphne continued to be nice to them even after she got her level, which was no doubt going to be high, the higher-ups would do something to make her not be nice to them anymore. Loki decided to Inspect Nishan instead.

[Name: Nishan Powell]

[Race: Elf]

[Hp: 25/25]

[Ability: Fire]

[He is able to conjure and manipulate fire]

"... Hello?" Loki jolted, tearing his gaze away from Nishan. Daphne was snapping her fingers. "Oh good, you're okay. You spaced out for a while just there, staring at Nishan. Are you okay?" Loki blinked at her, forcing himself to reply, "I'm fine. I just space out sometimes." Nishan scowled. "Find someone else to stare at, you Ability-less boy." Terrence stared at Daphne with raised eyebrows. "I'm surprised an Electric user like you would care about him." Daphne smiled at them. "You'll see that I'm not like other high-leveled Ability users."

Nishan snorted. "You do know that you won't be allowed to be nice to them, right? When we are separated into levels, you'll obviously be at least a Level 2.8, and the best those low-levels could get is a Level 1.5. Let's make nice. I'm well known, so the two of us hang out together, you'll be able to get into a higher class group than these... low-life scum." Nishan finished, smiling smugly as he held a hand out to Daphne. Daphne reached her hand out to shake it. Loki was slightly let down, as yet another good and kind person, taken over by the allure of power and fame so easily. Daphne's hand closed around Nishan's, and Nishan gave a yell as she shocked him. "First of all, the only thing that is well known about you is your family name and your attitude. Second of all, if you think that I'm befriending a pompous, stuck-up brat like you, then keep dreaming." Seraphine let out a small cheer. "You tell him, Daphne!" Loki smiled. "You're one of the first people who's ever done that, you know." Even Terrence grinned. "Your not bad, for a high-tier."

Nishan scowled at them. "You'll regret that, Daphne. I'll make sure you pay for that. I'll make all of you pay for laughing at me. I'll-" "You'll tell your daddy when you go crying to him?" Daphne finished, her words causing all of them to break out into fits of giggles. Nishan snarled, raising his hand and conjuring a flame.

Just then, a woman walked towards them. "Group 10? Come with me. It's time for your level separation test to begin."