Masters of None

The petty spat between Good and Evil begins.

Two sisters.

One Good.

One Evil.

Twin School Masters, Sophie and Agatha, appointed centuries ago.

Together they watch over the Endless Woods.

Together they choose the students for the School for Good and Evil.

Together they train them, teach them, prepare them for their fate.

Then, something happens.

Something unexpected.

Something powerful.

They are met with two exceptional students, twin Reader brothers, Rhian and Rafal, who hail from beyond the Woods.

Two, whose prophesied arrival in their world promises to overturn everything they know and bring about their downfall.

Yes, they'll need to keep a close eye on them. A very close eye indeed.

That is, if the brothers aren't already watching them, waiting to strike.

Little do they know, the twin Reader brothers they kidnapped plot to overthrow them.

Or, one in particular does.

Who will survive?

Who will rule the School?

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The School Masters' Tower, Post-Kidnapping:

A shadow flitted through the balcony balustrades of the School Masters' tower and congealed into a blonde girl's slight, cloaked form. She sidled up next to her twin and unclipped her cloak, letting it drop to the floor, and the two School Masters watched their incoming students rain down from the sky.

"Agatha! I had that Stymph landing pad constructed for a reason!" Sophie mewled.

Agatha continued to scrawl on sheaves of paper as she leant on the railing over the balustrades, poring over her speech. "It's funnier when they drop into the moat," she grouched. "Anyway, your students don't care for cleanliness as much as you do. No one does."

Sophie shook her head with distaste as she watched a white-haired boy get dumped into the sludgy moat. "What a shame, he looked better dry without all the dirt and grime."

She couldn't see his brother across the bay, but she knew they made quite the pair. "Oh, aren't they a-dor-able, Aggie?" she cooed.

Agatha shrugged without looking up. "Don't care. They look like trouble to me. A set of Good and Evil twins is never good news. They always turn out murderous."

"Oh, pish posh! It was one time two centuries ago. And you ruined my fur coat."

Agatha just stared at her twin.

"Sorry. I really didn't mean it. And you lived!" Sophie appealed.

"You didn't mean murder," said Agatha doubtfully.

Sophie forged ahead, avoiding the subject, "But they are rather handsome, aren't they..."

Agatha raised a brow. "They're students."

"So? When has that ever stopped one of my conquests?"

Agatha groaned. "Sure, go ahead. I can't stop you. When has your love life ever gone wrong?"