Betula Academy/Jetta

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JETTA TALLON NARRATES -- I pity the poor humans who built this stinking school in the middle of nowhere. Well, maybe humans didn't build it, but all the same I pity any students who come here, especially the wimps, the preps, the dweebs and the nerds. They are going to be sorry their little dirty shadows ever crossed my path.

As for you high and mighty celestial types, if you're lucky I'll let you grovel at my feet when I'm done with you. This school is mine and the world is mine and my dad's.

Yeah, but the first thing that had to go was the snow. I wonder whose brilliant idea it was to stick this school out in the middle of nowhere. Oh well Medora, North Dakota is still Earth, but it is colder than a witche's mammary gland, not that witches' tits are really cold if they wear their long woolies.

I called on a few heat elementals and the snow started to melt leaving behind big ugly bits of brown ground. These would have been fine with me. Let the poor human grounds help have something to do planting grass seeds or let me beat up a few of mny enemies on the ground. Blood looks pretty on dried out tan earth.

Then I went in the administration building and asked for my student ID and all the rest. This dried out old bird of a human bustles around the office and hands me a card. I'm student O01B. I asked what was with the B. The woman said that O01A belonged to my sister, Ariana. I said "you better give me A you old bitch or I'll give you something you won't be able to describe." Needless to say I got my A. Let Ariana be second best. She always was you know.

I got to the dorm and some one or something was keeping the elevator from running. Besides, it was the wrong dorm. Greene Hall it is called. At least I fixed up my room but just as I got matters settled up pops the architect of all the magic that keeps the elevator from running. I was going to tell him to get it fixed or there would be Hell to pay and I mean it when I say it.

Well he was Jude Philippi. Now if you're a mortal human, or one of those unhappy revenant types or some pathetic little shape changer, you may not know who Jude Philippi is. Well just let me clue you noobs in. Jude Philippi is probably the fourth most poweful being in the universe. There he was in all his nearly immortal demigodulous glory and I told him everything was just fine. He then gave me a lecture about getting along with my sister.

Sorry Jude, some day I'm giving you a run for your money at number four. You're going to be number five or worse. I've got a job to do and I'm here to do it.

Well, Jude had a surprise for me all right. Up the stairs come poor little pathetic Ariana, my sweet sunshine twin. She set up her room and then I paid her a visit. That's why she's at the bottom of the stairs right now, just a bit incapacitated.

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