Hanna was woken up by a loud speaker blaring into the sunny morning like some demonic rooster on a warpath against sleep itself. "Good morning students!!!! Classes will begin in 10 minutes. Your RA's will be by shortly to ensure your are ready for roll call!!!"

  Hanna looked bleary eyed as she slowly got up. Her mind protesting the idea of being awake. She took a look at her nearby clock.

  "It's 6 in the morning!!!"

  She attempted to go back to sleep only for her front door to be opened and a way to energetic Taylor to storm into her room and rip the blankets off her like they were an offense to her very being.

  "Come on time to wake up! It's gonna an ultra day!!!!"

  Hanna just stared at the girl blankly with a face full of doubt. Just based on the fact that she had to wake up at 6 she had doubts that today was gonna be anything but torment. Hanna grumbling got dressed in a simple T-shirt with an image of a cat and a pair of pink shorts.

  She made her way outside yawning and saw Taylor waving at her the moment the door to outside world opened. She reluctantly made her way over to the overly energetic women and joined a line of around 5-10 girls.

  "Super! Okay let's get roll call started. Samantha?"

  A petite girl with white skin and hazelnut hair replied. She wore a simple work out outfit.

  "Yuri?"

  Yuri was a tall women of Asian descent. She was wearing a gray hoodie with a pair or oatching Grey yoga pants. Her hoodie was strange though as it had two holes cut into the top.

  A few other names were called but Hanna had long since entered the realm of "wonder what's gonna be for breakfast" mindset. After all the names had been called out the group of girls followed Taylor towards the building that Hanna recognized as the arena from the day before.

  I'm not gonna have to show my powers off again am I? She thought to herself freaking out just a little at the thought of once again having to explain her power in front of a crowd of people. As one might have guessed by now Hanna did not do well with crowds. Still she ultimately followed the group into the arena.

  The arena was just as it was when Hanna had come here before. A large spherical room with a dome for a roof. Made up mostly of a pit of sand and a few gyms set up on the far walls. The sand pit was souronded by 20 groups of 5 including Hannas group. Her group was split up into the various other groups.

  Hanna found herself in a group with Yuri and 3 guys. One of them had blond hair and was covered head to toe in tattoos that made it impossible to even figure out what his ethnicity was. The other was a boshish man with glowing voilet eyes and blond hair. Both were at least 2 feat taller then Hanna who stood at an unimpressive 5 foot 1. A fact that had not helped people respect her.

  A women in her late 30s with blond hair and eyes that had the first showing of crow's feet. She was dressed in a simple white T-shirt and work out pants. She called out in the practiced voice that could carry across the room heard by all. Because she yelled each and every word, without taking a single breath.

  "HELLO FIRST YEARS!!! IM GLAD YALL WILL BE JOINING US THIS YEAR. NOW IM SURE YALL ALL WONDERING WHY WE GATHERED YOU ALL HERE."

  The women Paused for dramatic effect.

  "YOU ARE ALL GOING TO FIGHT AS TEAMS! YOULL BE GRADED BASED ON YOUR PERFORMANCE AND ASSIGNED EXTRA CLASSES IF YOUR FOUND LACKING."

  The loud women left and a holographic screen appeared naming two teams:

  Team 1: Yuri, Hanna, Tobias, Jerald, Tyrol.

  Team 2: Taylor, Joshua, Samantha, Terry, Jennifer.

  Hanna started to feel exited. Sure talking in front of a crowd was pretty much anathema to her very being. But fighting, well that wasn't something she could do. 5 hands buzzed exited around her feeling her desire for violence.

  It didn't take long for both teams to make their way to the pit. Hanna eyed the other team evaluating them. She could tell based on their lax but prepared posture that they had been in at least a few fights. Although she pegged a man wearing a dark t-shirt and shorts to be the most dangerous. He was the only one in the group who had any training.

  If his posture was anything to go by.

  A loud buzzer went off signaling the teams to start and Hanna wasted no time as she orderd two of her hands to follow her and sent a vague order to the others to try and hamper the enemy as much as possible. It took the hands a minute to "feel" othe souroundings but they got to work.

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  She charged strait for the man in the black T-shirt deciding to take him on first. Keeping one hand floating 3 feet in front of her and the other 3 feet behind her. She figured that she could use their touch sense as a sorta of early warning system.

  This turned out to be a good desicion as the hand in front of her felt a strong powerful gust of wind. The hand was then hit with a powerful cyclone filled with... dirt?

  Hanna turned towards the attack who was a young brutish girl giving her a wicked grin. She was dressed in a pink jacket and somehow even pinker yoga pants. In front of the girl was a purple arrow pointing towards Hanna.

  The girl had handfuls of sand in each palm and Hanna decided to switch gears. She ordered her hands to converge on the girl. The hands immediately stopped what they wete doinbwhich had been harassing the enemy team by blicking their view, grabbing onto them, and one was even pinching someone.

  As the hand swept down to grab the girl another purple arrow appeared taking about 2 seconds by Hannas count. The arrow pointed to the left and sent the girl flying out of the way of the hands which were then hit by the powerful force.

  The girl then mimed cutting something with scissors and all of the arrows disappeared. In the same notion she pointed her index finger at the projected hands a new arrow forming and then the girl threw a handful of sand into the path.

  Hanna felt a something like a mental equivalent of someone hanging up on you as her hands shattered. The onslaught of sand apparently to much for the projections to handle.

  "Note to self. Check out how durable the Hands are."

  Hanna had been waiting for her moment to charge forward and as the girl was currently facing were her hands had been Hanna took it as her cue to take out the troublesome enemy.

  She tackled the girl onto the ground and her head forward right into the girl forehead eliciting a nasty Crack sound.

  "You bitch! Gah! That fucking hurts!!!"

  Hanna had not been taught the finer points of mercy or honor so when the girl tried to point her index finger she had one of the hands grab it and.... bend it another.

  "Fuuuuckk!!!" The girl screamed out in pain and Hanna head butted the girl again before snapping the other finger.

  Once the initial bloodlust ran out she looked down at the girl and paled. She'd forgotten that this was a sparring match and not some street fight were the enemy was planning to kill you... or do far worse.

  She stopped. Surely they would call her out? Any minute now. Any minute they would disqualify her for using to much force.

  "Uh sorry. I'm gonna go beat up your friends now... sorry!"

  She said to the girl who was at gone unconscious from the pain. Or at least as far as Hanna could tell the girl was unconscious.

  She took the moment of reprieve to survey the battle.

  Her team was doing very well. The man with tattoos hadn't even taken any damage instead each time an attack landed on him a tattoo would burn away leaving unblemished skin behind. Although it seems the guy didn't have much in the way of offense. As his attack were just normal attacks without any apparent supernatural aspect to them.

  The boyish looking one seemed to have some sort of disorienting power. His eyes would glow with vibrant colors and the people he looked at would stumbled as if blind. She was just about to go help him out as a force hit her from behind. Pain lanced through her back as if she had been hit by a whip.

  The hands which had been floating behind her were destroyed and Hanna spun around to face her attacker. Shakily the girl she'd just knocked out stood on knee her middle finger pointed in Hannas direction.

  "Well that's just rude!"

  Hanna dove out of the way as the girl formed another arrow. Being forced to dodge and evade the girls attacks was starting to make Hanna realize the downside of her power.

  60 seconds was too damn long.

  She couldn't wait on them to form. She was allready starting to tire from all the dodging. She would have to go on the offensive. So, she charged forward zig zagging in an attempt to keep the girl from landing one of those arrow tunnels of force.

  Hanna felt a foot collide with the back of her knee and realized another important fact. She was not fighting a single Opponent, she was fighting a team. Hanna looked around hoping to find support but all of her allies were preoccupied with their fights.

  Hanna got distracted when she saw Yuri. Yuri sported two feline ears, which was surprising of course. No, it was the way she moved and fought. It wasn't like watching a human fight but an animal.

  The distracted costed Hanna as she was blown backwards by another arrow Tunnel. Sand scratching and Cutting at her face and exposed skin. The man in the black T shirt pulled out a strange looking pair of gloves.

  The gloves were black with bit of metal and circuitry somewhat visible along them. Hanna dimly noticed the same circuitry going through his clothes. Even his pants and boots.

  The man was clearly an egineer but Hanna couldn't figure out what his focus was with the little she had seen. Next to Hanna two hands made of corporeal red energy. Along with a very welcome message prompt:

  Hanna needed fire power and needed it now. So, without a hesitation she inputed her idea for Elemental Hands and payed the 10 point fee.

  Hanna immediately designated the hand to her right as a fire hand and the hand to her left as an earth hand. The hand on the right changed, while still clearly a hand the edges of it wavered and woved like flames on a log. The other hand took on a sand like design.

  She looked up just in time to roll out of the way as the form of the eginnerr came barreling after her. His face quickly became acquainted with fire hand.

  "Oh I hope I don't get disqualified for that" Hanna thought for the second time.