Title: Ashcroft Academy
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A&A Admin - September 28, 2007 06:11 PM (GMT)
Everything you know is wrong. Lets just get that straight right from the beginning. All those cock and bull stories your parents told you about how monsters don’t exist. Wrong. About how magic isn’t real, even more wrong. Every day you experience something extraordinary. Something that you simply just don’t want to see, sooo….you don’t. It’s that simple. If only all of life were that simple, life would be good, wouldn’t it?
You know that cute guy on the street you were checking out? He was a vampire, and trust me he wasn’t looking back because he found you aesthetically appealing as well. The bustle you hear in the middle of the night right outside your bedroom window. Seriously it wasn’t just the wind blowing around the trees. You really don’t even want to know what that was. Something’s are better left unknown, trust me. You don’t know what goes bump in the night, and you really don’t want too. And that really where our story begins now isn’t it? It begins, because people like you, normal people, of mortal decendance don’t really tolerate, what you don’t consider normal. What you can’t explain. And that’s really where it all begins. But I’ll walk you through it.
The war was a brutal one. But one that had been going on forever. Some say before time even started. But for sure it was before humans graced the earth . When creatures of myth only existed. At a time when werewolves and sphinx reigned full. When vampires ruled the night and sirens commanded the sea. At the very seed and instance of their existence their was an instant distaste. One that seethed and festered into hate. Not the kind of hate we know. The kind that’s so dark you can’t even see it. One that has done its job of destroying anything and anyone that dared to stand in its way for the sake of neutrality. For the sake of a war that instilled fear and a desperate wanting for victory all over the world.
But the world changes, as everything eventually does. People die. Babies are born, Battles are lost. And mortals came. Overpopulated and took over the earth .Creatures of myth were sent into recluse. Into hiding within towns magically protected from the fearful mortals. Ones that would take out their kind from fear. But people often only see what they want too. Blissfully ignorant that they are in fact not alone. So these creatures lived out their lives with minimal mortal interference all over the world. But the heart of misfortune. The heart of the war resided in Finch, Ireland. The home of the leaders of the war. A place that had always been the home of the leaders. The Tuckers and the Keane’s. For generations upon generations producing lines of cruel and ruthless individual. Heartless and domineering men who not only didn’t mind but reveled in taking a life for the name of the cause and scared subservient women too afraid to even speak. And that was how it was until Matthew Tucker and Tessa Keane came along. Your average teenage werewolf and sphinx. If you could call being the offspring of the two most important people in the mythic world average.
Matthew Tucker, was your typical spoiled egotistical male. The light of the Tucker clan. Intelligent and good looking. Basically a manipulator and an arrogant jerk. A boy that got everything he wanted handed to him on a golden platter. A take not ask sort of boy.
And Tessa Keane the golden girl. A true beauty, and a force all of her own. A girl willing to fight for the sphinx cause but one who truly only wishes for one thing, as most sphinx do, and that would be peace.
Mortal enemies was what they were. Ever since they were small children and their fathers used to meet up to fight in the guise of peace talks. The children left to their own devices of course teased and beat the crap out of each other. And their hatred of each other, fueled by their parents only grew over the years. Both heading up their opposite sides at school. Mostly they exchanged scathing words, but it was inevitable that fights and broken bones make a presence.
So come join the land where sirens swim the waters and fairies frolic among the flowers. A lond of magic and myth. A land where hope and belief still exists. Will you be a vampire that lurks in the night or a sultry siren seducing those with your lovely yet fatal voice. Pershaps you’re a shape shifter or simply just a witch. Whatever creature you maybe there’s always a place for you at Ashcroft Academy