Prologue

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by PrincessCloud99

by PrincessCloud99

Jackson Overland' POV

I am here across the balcony. Staring at the Moon and the Stars... It is beautiful, right? Yes it is beautiful. How I wish that my past is beautiful as the moon or the stars.

Where am I? I am here in the icy jail house. Specifically, Antarctica. You're gonna ask me why, so I will answer you in advance. I can't touch anybody or anything with life. Because once I touch them they will turn into ice. Ice that will freeze them.

As I look up in the sky. I heeded something that caught my attention and it is floating around the air. Then when I reached it, at the back of the envelope it say.

Mister Jackson Overland

Is in the 8th floor, VIP

Crudelis Bastille, Antartica

Suddenly that envelope slowly appears its eyes and mouth then speaks. "So you are the last Overland, right?" it paused. "You have a letter from Avery!" then the letter inside came up in front of my face.

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The Avery School of Witchcrafts and Wizardry

Crudelis Bastille,

Antartica

Dear Mr. Overland:

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at The Avery School of Witchcrafts and Wizardry. Please find an enclosed list of all necessary books and equipment.

Term begins on September 1. We await your owl later than July 31.

Yours sincerely,

Athena Courtney Winslow

Deputy Headmistress

The Avery School of Witchcrafts and Wizardry

Headmaster: John Wilcox

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I seek to the cabinet. Vanity. Loou. Under my bed then under my pillow. I found it there. Later, in the morning. Someone knocked on the Icy door , "Jackson, you have a visitor.."(Voice over)

I walk towards to the door, "Who? I'm not expecting a visitor." I puzzled. They didn't even send me a letter. Geez. Maybe it's from Avery.

"He said, he is from Witchcrafts and Wizardry School, he is your godfather." The security answered.

"Let him in,"

"Hi. Mister Overland." The man greeted me. A handsome man with finely chiseled features. Oval shaped face. Brown haired creature. Thick eyebrows. His eyes are round. His nose are narrow. His cheeks were kind of chubby. He is wearing a winter clothes. That's how I can describe him. I know him. He is my professor and he taught me lessons for Preliminary and also Secondary so that for this coming school year, I can attend in Avery. Well every students of Avery used to take Preliminary(for 11 years old.) and Secondary(for 12 years old.) they can take it at home or in School.

"Come, have a seat." I offered.

"Thank you," he thanked. But before he sits. He grasped from inside of his american suit pocket is the thing what I can call—Wand. He pointed it onto the icy chair, and then a green lightning flashed—it hitted the icy chair. After a while, a foam appeared above the icy chair. The man sat down and he smiled at me, saying "I will introduce myself for formality. Hello, I am Lucifer McGwayne. I am a professor of the Herbology from The Avery School of Witchcrafts and Wizadry. I am your godfather."

I'm a prisoner of my past. I killed my childhood friend, Jamie. I accidentally touched him without my gloves so it turned him into a frosty spikes statue.. "Alright, so, what is your intention of being here?"

"Before anything else, wear these pair of gloves, so everything you touched will not transform into ice." Mr. Lucifer handed me a black weaven gloves. Then I wore it immediately. "You're leaving this place like a hell for you." He grins, "Are you ready?"

I nodded then grinned at him. I know this would be great.

**END**OF**PROLOGUE**