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The view coming up the driveway was breathtaking. It was that of an enormous mansion, cloaked in ivy with wide windows. This mansion housed and trained those of Sophia's kind, those who had abilities that everyday humans would not. She was no ordinary human however, she was a mutant. An evolutionary step-up for homo sapiens. She had an ability that many would envy and one she now took some measure of pride in, though it was hard-earned. Sophia could control and breath water like it was air.

Sophia was coming to the Institute from Santorini, Greece, where her grandparents hailed from. She enjoyed it there, surrounded by the beautiful Mediterrean Sea and the bright houses that lived on the shore. She moved there when she was very young, after her mother scorned her for what she was. It took the Institute quite some time to find her, but they were persistent in their pursuit of having her as a student. They reasoned that she could be a force to be reckoned with if she had the proper training.

AS the taxi stopped at the front door, Sophia jumped from the backseat, eager to begin her adventure here. The driver popped the trunk from which she gathered her few belongings. After emptying the trunk of it's contents, she went to the driver's side and paid him the money he was due and with that, the man left.

Around the mansion, young people could be seen laughing and smiling. She knew behind some of those smiles was a troubled past full of ridicule and contempt, much like hers. The fact that some of these young people could still smile and laugh was a testament to how well this school treated it's students and how welcome it made them feel.

She was unsure of how to proceed, but she had no time to decide before a young woman with bright red skin and horns came from the door. "We've been expecting you Sophia. Welcome to Xavier's Institute for Gifted Youngsters. My name is Nadia. I'll be something of a tour guide and adviser while you are with us. Come with me, and I'll show you the room in which you'll be staying."
And with a flourish, Nadia plucked her bags from the ground and led her through the front doors.