In a magical land hidden completely from the human eye, there is a place. This place is a school, one unlike any you have ever seen before.
It's name? BlackWind Academy.
In the Supernatural World, getting accepted into this school is like receiving an exceptance letter to an Ivy Legue University; spots are coveted and rare, so to get in, you've got to be something special. You've got to have talent. You've got to know what you want and exactly how to get it. But most of all, you've got to possess a gift.
No, no, no.
I don't mean a talent for music or art. I don't mean intelligence or athletic ability - though that does help make you stand out from the rest and is greatly encouraged. The kind of gift that I am talking about exists only in the world of the Supernatural; Magic.
The students of this oh-so-prestigious Academy are nothing like the students of the mortal world. Every student is unique, every student is an individal - but they all have one thing in common that brings them all together.
They are all creatures of the Supernatural; Mermaids, Vampires, Fairies and Gmones. Banshees, Monsters, Sirens and Sorcerers. Oh, and let's not forget the Witches!
One witch in patricular stands out from the rest; the legendary Autumn Dark. Everybody knows Autumn, whether they want to or not. She's not just a beauty, she's also a Queen - she even has the tiara!
Autumn rules over the social scene of BlackWind Academy with a perfectly manicured iron fist. The girls all idolise her, and the guys fall at her feet as though she's a Goddess - and in a way, she is!
With a snap of her perfectly manicured fingers she can grant your greatest wish.
The catch?
She can also make your worst nightmare a horrific reality.
How?
With her Blog.
With one post she can send you into the murky depths of Social Hell. With one click of a mouse she can make you wish that you were never born. Cross her, and your life will not be a pleasent one. Befriend her, however, and it will.
OK, OK! I know what you're thinking; every school has a Queen, why is this school any different?
Well, my little pretties, the answer is simple; it just is.
Imagine a regular school, but a thousand times more intense. For one thing, the teachers are absolutely insane. In this case, though, I mean insane in the best of ways. The only teacher you really have to watch out for is the ever-hated Crowfeather - Miss Agatha Clarise Crowfeather, to be exact. She loathes the school and everyone in it. Some say she's just crazy, but we know better than that. She's evil, truly evil. Luckily, we've got Miss BlackWind to put her in her place. Miss Cynthia BlackWind is the Headmistress of this Elite Institution, and thank goodness she is. With the help of her sparkly dagger and her mad barbie-decapitating skills, coupled with her beautiful blonde hair and bubbly, outgoing personality, she comes in at a close second to Autumn. Unknown to all but a chosen few, she was the very first Queen, ruling the first Generation. She rules over the adults now with the help of her best friends and ever-loyal sidekicks; Miss Anasha Magicston and Miss Penelope BatWing. Together, they make up 'The Trinity'.
Anasha is the teacher of the Werewolves class; she's sweet, funny and stylish. Her down side, however, is her unhealthy obsession with practical jokes and Screaming Cupcakes. What is a Screaming Cupcake? You may ask. Oh, you'll find out soon enough.
Miss BatWing's obsession is with horror films. She's constantly going on about the latest gore-infested flick to her students, the Vampires. She seems to hate Miss Crowfeather most of all - could they share a secret?
I wouldn't be surprised if they did; Rumours, Secrets, Scandals and Lies roam these shimmering marble Hallways just as freely as the students and faculty do.
Think you're ready to take on the school that never, ever sleeps? Ready to take on the Ice-Queen and her ever-loyal minions?
If so, then do. You don't get to choose your destiny, but this school is most definitely a part of it. Welcome, one and all, to the place where your dreams are realised. Welcome, brave ones, to the place where the word 'Impossible' has never existed, and most probably never will.
You are brave - but will you fail?
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