Venelia Solace

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The wind hit my face like a brick. I looked down and realised that I was about 600 feet from the ground. It took me a minute to process the fact that I was literally suspended, flying over god knows where, with huge Stymph claws digging into my shoulders.

'This must mean I was accepted into the school for evil'.

I thought to myself.

'I can't wait to teach there!'

Soon enough, I could see the schools in the distance. They were beautiful, glistening towers like something out of a dream. The School Of Evil was exceptionally intriguing. As I grew closer to the school, I was even more captivated by its beauty than I was before. I could see hundreds of other Stymphs dropping the new students off into the lake. I half expected to be dropped off there too, but my Stymph kept flying over the building, swerved suddenly and dropped me on top of a balcony.

My head hit the floor, insanely hard. It took me a few seconds to regain consciousness. I put my hand on my head because it hurt so much. I looked at my hand and noticed a bit of blood. This is when my pointless water powers actually come in use. I used my healing properties to mend the cut on the back of my head, then I created a block of ice to heal the rest of the pain that couldn't be healed with my powers as i didnt know how to use it to the full extent.

After a few minutes I stood up and brushed the dirt on my trousers off. I lifted my head. To meet eyes with a tall, alluring, magnificent looking woman.

"You must've been dropped off in the wrong place. let me call a Stymph to send you to the correct place."

"No,no,no,no. I am the- the new teacher, Venelia Solace."

"Are you sure? We aren't expecting any new staff and I mean you do look rather young for a teacher."

"Young? I wouldn't consider myself young."

I said, slightly offended.

"Alright then, if you wouldn't mind coming with me."

I struggled to keep up with her as we walked. She led me into a big room with many teachers standing around in clumps, talking. As soon as the woman walked in, the whole room fell silent, I could already tell how much power she had over people.

"Listen up! We have an apparent new teacher, could someone please ask Rhian what her role is?"

A few stares and awkward silences later, an older woman wearing a long dress and her hair tied up in a bun, stepped forward and said.

"There seems to be a misunderstanding, it seems that she is a dean."

"Me? a dean? I just arrived here, there is no way."

I turned to look at the woman, she glared at me, her eyes burning with rage. And that's when it clicked. She is the dean. I stepped back to make way for her.

"Oh yes, this is a HUGE misunderstanding. I am the dean and have always been the dean. Since when did it change?" she shouted, her raspy voice echoing the halls.

My hands began to shake. She was so scary, but it was kinda hot. 

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