Elliot p.o.v.
I teleport to the school's front gate. "Heya Elliot!" I jump. Sasha and Maylee were waiting in the school's garden. Sasha was wearing her regular clothes and Maylee in the Lugia suit with the other birds. "Maylee can't work in the suit, right? Then how will she attend the lessons?"
"I have a friend to keep her from me by physically pulling her away." As I said so, a Maylee entered in a bunny girl cosplay. "So we should call Maylee 'Lugia' for now and call the clone 'Maylee'."
"Okay but who is she?"
"Experiment 43, successful clone number 1, Maylee's doppelgänger in a sense. As I have said, she is a clone. She copies Maylee's looks, magic, strengths, weaknesses and muscle memory to use for herself, however her attitude and memories are not there." The doppelgänger demonstrated by using Maylee's favorite spell in practice, Serenade. An intermediate spell that uses mana and transforms it into either an antimatter ball or laser that is shot within a set range. The real Maylee gave an annoyed shriek. I think. "We got to go." They nodded. I put a binding collar on Lugia and passed it to Maylee as we went to class.
Quarter of a human day later
I fired a simple spell, Ignitz, at Maylee. She and Lugia dodged with great elegance. Both with the same reflexed action. "Serenade!" I dodged the laser and knocked both of them down with Vacuum.
A whistle sounded. "Set match, Elliot wins tournament." I helped them both up.
"Great job guys!" Sasha ran over. By reflex, Lugia crossed her arms but not Maylee.
"Hey Maylee. I thought you hated Sasha. Why are you not crossing your arms? Also, who is in there?" The hybrid-hellhound coach asked.
"I've come to like her and this is my slave. A hypnotized slave."
"Then why does she act like you? And wh-" I pulled away Lugia's gag with telekinesis.
"Shut up! Okay! These questions are useless!" I put it back after she said that. The hybrid left with, what I think it is, a puzzled expression.
"Class dismissed! Anyone wanting to train can stay back!" We looked at each other and shrugged.
"My place?" Sasha asked. We all nodded and headed there. Chatting about some human games.
Somewhere
Third person p.o.v.
"It will be done soon."
"Yes sister. Shall I get your cloak?" The figure stood up.
"There is no need. I shall sleep in. Tomorrow. We will meet him. He might be able to help us, my dear sissy brother. In the mean time, go to sleep. I will join you soon after." The guy bowed while holding up the sides of his pink skirt and left. "I really hope so."