Soon in the DC Training Camp, two people were called in to apply for the New Mage Batallion, but they failed Immediately and were sent home back on A Plane shocking them both with how fast they failed.

Officer: Y/n, what are you doing?

Y/n: Doing what?

Officer: We have had 2,000 Applicants so Far and you have taken in less than 1% of them.

Y/n: You see this Sir?

Officer: Yes?

He looked on to see An Illusion Magic of A General doing the paperwork, and you explained.

Y/n: Well you see I want people who are strategic in Mind, strong in Magic, and decisive, and if they can see past this Illusion then they are strong enough for my Batallion.

Officer: I see. Very Interesting.

Y/n: Besides I have all that I need for my Batallion, and Now I need to-

Just then The Door Opened and A Man walked in, smiling, and you noticed her Metal arm.

???: Hello Sir, I am so sorry for being so Late. I am here to apply for the New Mage Batallion, sir.

Fake: Officer: Alright then, Let's begin the test. Would you die for your country?

???: Yes, I would. My Father died for my country and his Father before him and his father before him, and I even Lost my arm trying to Protect my country when I was sent to quell an intersection in the republic that this country Feared. Not because I for the fame, or recognition, or glory, but because I want to protect the Innocence and people who can't Protect themselves, Like many other heroes before me.

Fake Officer: Good Job Soldier...

The Illusion then disappeared as you walked up to him.

Y/n: You Passed.

??? Wait, You're going to be the Commander of this New Battle Mage Battalion?

Y/n: Yep! I'm going to be your Commander and you're going to be my First Lutinent! My Name is Y/n L/n.

Math: Nice to meet Ya Kid, I'm The Winter Soldier but call me Math.