*COPYRIGHT* Nicole Finch, a Fire Elemental with the ability to control the single Element of Fire. She's finally come of age to join a school for others like her. Where the people can control one of the main four elements: Fire, Water, Air or Earth, or the Half-Elements: Dust, Mist, Smoke or Ice. It's supposed to be a peaceful school where Elementals learn to control their powers. But a new danger has risen. Evil Elementals - a race of ancient Elementals that are thought to be extinct. Nocturna, a girl that once attended Elements Academy in secret is freed from her prison in the shadows and, with her abilities over the Evil Elements: Blood, Shadows, Lightning and Storms, she's wavering on the edge of sanity. Not to mention poor Nicole can't even use her ability. Is this peaceful school turning into a minefield? Copyright (c) RAVANNAH CROSS 2013 All Rights Reserved

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Ever since my brain figured out the realities of life, I knew I was different. Not magical, exactly, just that I was a four year old girl who loved to play with wooden swords instead of Barbie's. At the age of 11, I loved to fight instead of experience with makeup and fashion like most girls. I hung out with guys throughout most of my childhood. I'd like to play Angels and Demons with my friends, a made-up game where one of us was the Angel, one of us was the Demon, and one of us was the little human who always could conquer whichever one was in the wrong. Sometimes it was the Angel, other times, the Demon. But the human would always win, every time. I was obsessed with the Supernatural, and I believed in it too. There were several occasions where I would have experiences with ghosts, where everyone I knew thought I was being dramatic, or looking for attention. But I knew, with my own eyes and heart, that everything I saw was real. That's why the experience I had with the Winchesters didn't surprise me all that much. At first, I was happy someone believed me... After a while, I learned I wished I was crazy. ***** I read every comment, and they're all appreciated. I do not own any part of Supernatural. Thank you all for reading and getting me to where I am :) Sequel: Through the Supernatural