A new beginning

It was one of those days which can be said to be a good, perfect day. The ideal sunny weather without too much of heat and it was a perfect for the ceremony as well.

The academy was reopening today after all the deaths and protests. The parents were willing to send their kids once more because of the reassurance named 'Vagabond.' Not to mention they will be attending the ceremony just to see the hope of humanity. Thats's right, the 'Home-Bringer' would deliver a speech on the ceremony. which sane person wants to miss the chance to meet the god of humanity?

"Are you ready, Sir?" a soft voice ranged outside of the large room. It was John. Desmond's manager-cum-guardian.

"Just a moment." A young man was buttoning his shirt, looking at the large mirror.

'Perfect!' He thought to himself.

[Looks like that cartoon character from the 80's]

'Didn't ask. Don't care.'

He took a last look at his reflection before returning to the bed to grab the bag.

*Swoosh*

Upon grabbing the bag, it made a quick swoosh sound and vanished into the black ring on his finger.

He took a last look at his room and left the room. He knew he won't be coming back anytime soon to this apartment as the academy would be peaceful for the time being.

"Alright. Let's go." He said to the waiting man in the black tuxedo.

*****

The academy was in a full on celebration mood. Much grander than the last time. Much securer than last time.

Men in black were seen almost everywhere. They had black glasses matching their suits and an earpiece. Curtesy of the Federation. May be in an attempt to reassure the parents.

The crowd was also much larger than the last time. Inside and outside. Only parents and students were allowed inside the academy. The others just flocked outside the gate.

Strict checking and frisking were done. Even the dimensional rings were checked.

Desmond and John arrived at the front gate. John returned to the guild as he has 'things' to supervise. So it was him alone.

"You don't have any weapons with you?" The big man at the security post asked with a thick accent.

"No. I don't carry weapons." He screwed his rings back.

[It's much granter than before.]

'Yes, it is. It is no surprise. After all, the so-called God would be also be here.'

He slowly walked towards the auditorium. The seats were nearly full. It was predictable. Parents and children who arrived earlier took the seats. Their excitement to watch the hero made them come earlier.

It was funny to see all the 3000 seats almost being filled. If the so-called hero goes berserk, these people will become charred human meat.

Desmond didn't sit. He positioned himself at the far back of the auditorium. Even though he knows that there won't be any problems here, it was better than being sorry for any unexpected events might occur.

Given the track data of the past events, relying on his memory alone is pure foolishness. There are so many things he doesn't even know about this world. He was playing it safe.

One of the executive of the federation, he doesn't bother remembering the name, was delivering speech now.

"...And now I welcome our esteemed guest. The man, the myth, the legend. He who is close to a god. Our own Home-Bringer." His voice was answered by thousands of thunderous claps from the audience. Everyone was cheering. Howling and cheering at their top of the lungs.

'Ah, the classic hero entry.' Desmond sighed and looked at the sky and, sure enough, he saw a small burning dot in the sky. Appearing to be bigger and bigger by each passing second.

The audience seems to have noticed it as they grew quiet and watched their guardian angel descend. The cheerful and wild audience a second ago was completely silent. They were watching him breathtakingly.

Like a phoenix bird rising from the flames, the hero slowly landed in the auditorium. His cape swaying in the wind. His bright blue eyes taking the silent crowd.

They were still silent. He made a gesture with his eyes. Only then the crowd released their locked excitement. The loud cheering was immeasurable. The audience forgetting about the whole academy and their status as a grown up parent. Their inner fan was dancing in the flames now.

Home-Bringer made a gesture with his hands to calm down. The crowd easily obliged.

He took a deep breath, and the world held its breath.

"It's a warm day, isn't it?" He spoke without any equipments. His voice naturally being amplified. He began to slowly pace on the stage.

"It's funny," He chuckled. "The new generation of heroes was never safe in the history of this world. They were always constantly under attack by the cowardly super villains who can't seem to fight them when they are grownups. And it worked." He made a gesture with his hands. "They were successful in nipping out so many buds who were supposed to be among the best of the bests."

He took a deep breath.

"Why? why were they so easily pluckable?" He looked straight at the crowd. "Cause they didn't have protection. No matter who they become in the future, that doesn't change the fact that they're kids now. And kids need protection!" He let his words sink into the audience.

"No more." He shook his head. "Not anymore. As of now, these children, these future hopes of the world, are officially under my protection. Mine!" He emphasised the word 'Mine.' "That means anybody who comes after them is my enemy. And believe me when I say this, I won't let anybody touch a single hair on their body and this... I can promise in MY NAME!" He made a grand gesture with his hands.

The silent and mesmerised crowd erupted in huge applause and cheering.

"Home-Bringer!!! Home-Bringer!!!"

"The mighty Home-Bringer!!!'

"Home-Bringer!"

He smiled, and like a bullet, soared into the sky.