Black Petal School for Assassins.

Welcome, dragonets, to Black Petal Academy, School for Assassins. Here, you will learn to be the best assassins in history! Enter now, and join us.... 
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== Winglets ==
=== Crow Winglet: ===
Rainwing: Parakeet
Icewing: Snowdrift
Skywing: Equinox
Sandwing: Sahara
Seawing: Tide
Nightwing: Stormcatcher 
Mudwing: Hazel
Hivewing: Hornet
Silkwing: Moth
Leafwing: Bramble
=== Raven Winglet: ===
Rainwing: Pineapple
Icewing: Flurry
Skywing: Amber
Sandwing: Tumbleweed
Seawing: Urchin
Nightwing: Skygazer
Mudwing: Puddle
Hivewing: Fire Ant
Silkwing: Emperor 
Leafwing: Acacia
=== Black Bird Winglet: ===
Rainwing: Raspberry
Icewing: Reindeer
Skywing: Bronze
Sandwing: Cactus
Seawing: Mollusk
Nightwing: Shadowfinder
Mudwing: Duckweed
Hivewing: Grasshoper
Silkwing: Viceroy
Leafwing: Foxglove
== Chapter 1 ==
Parakeet stared at the school in wonder.
It was a mountain, but inside was a school. Pillars stood in front of the main doors. Lots of windows were carved in from the whole school. And inside, would be hallways where she would learn.
She took a deep breath.
Come on, you need to do this....
But when she looked at the school, she still couldn’t believe this was happening. Only 30 dragonets got accepted into the school. The ones that were to be taught to be assassins. She had come here because her family wanted her to.
She came from a long line of deadly and cunning assassins, each generation better than the last. Until her. She liked to spend her time reading a scroll by the window, sipping some tea and watched the clouds go by. Her parents thought she should spend more time training to kill, and she refused. So, they sent her here, thinking she would come back as a hard core assassin.
But that wasn’t the plan. At least, not hers anyway. She planned to find a way to go back home, and finish reading a scroll she had found.
”Yes! I’m finally here!”
She turned around and saw a Sandwing running up to the school.
”It took 6 letters, 5 weeks, and lots of patience, but I finally got in!” the Sandwing said in joy. She ran in front of Parakeet and ran up to the doors. She opened them and ran inside. Parakeet could hear her voice echoing inside.
”This is amazing........” the voice trailed off.
Parakeet looked at the doors.
You need to be that excited, if you’re actually going to learn something.
Taking another breath, she walked up to the doors. She grasped the handle and opened it. Inside, was amazing.
The ceiling was very high. The stairs spiraled around it, going up and up and up. Hanging from the very top was a giant chandelier.
The floor was covered in black carpet with gold edges. The walls were stone, but the looked amazing, none the less. Glowing lanterns were hung on the walls for areas where it was dark.
A Icewing stood next to her. Her face was surprised, like Parakeet’s. There was a huge smile on her face. She turned to Parakeet.
”This is, amazing, right?” she said in a soft voice.
Parakeet nodded, smiling.
”My name is Snowdrift, yours?” she asked sweetly.
”Parakeet. I had no idea school would be this big...” Parakeet trailed off.
Snowdrift nodded. “Apparently, it took a century to make. Every year they invite a new class. The school works like this. There are three winglets, one for first years, one for seconds, one for thirds. You come here every year and go back to your family in the summer. When you come back, you start your second year in the next winglet. You stay with your winglet for all your years here, unless someone needs to be replaced. And when your third year is over, you get a certificate and become a real assassin.” She explained, taking a breath. “I wish I could enjoy this. My family forced me to come.”
Parakeet smiled. “Mine too. That’s something we have in common. Is this your first year?”
Snowdrift nodded. “You too?” she asked Parakeet, her face lighting up.
”Yup! We’re going to be in the same winglet!” Parakeet cheered.
Snowdrift looked like she was about to say something when a gong echoed through the school. Dragons around them jumped a little.
”Please report to the main hall please.” a voice said that echoed in the school.
Snowdrift grinned and grabbed Parakeet’s arm and ran. Parakeet was surprised, but ran.
After running for a while, they arrived at a giant hall. Three tables were in it, and in the front was a podium where a Leafwing with glasses stood. She stared at all the dragonets.
”First years, please sit at the first table!” She told them, pointing at the table on the table on the far left. “Second years, at the middle table, Third years, at the last table!”
Snowdrift let go of Parakeet and walked over to the first table. Parakeet followed.
The table cloth on the table was black with an outline of a crow. She looked at the other table and saw a raven, and she spotted a black bird on the last one.
Parakeet sat down next to Snowdrift. A few other dragons were sitting at their table. She saw a Seawing, a Nightwing, the Sandwing from earlier, and a Leafwing.
The Sandwing looked at everyone.
”Hi! I’m Sahara, I guess we are in the same winglet, right?” She said, grinning. The Leafwing nodded, not looking at her. He was looked at his talons, as if he was making sure they were perfect.
Sahara looked at the Leafwing.
”Excuse me, what’s your name?” she asked happy.
”Bramble.” He muttered, sounding annoyed.
A Silkwing sat down. She was a pale yellow, like a moth. She had a pair of thin glasses on. She was holding a scroll.
”Bramble doesn’t like talking much. He’s just like that.” she told Sahara. “I’m Moth, by the way.”
Sahara looked pleased with herself. “And you?” She asked the Seawing, who was looking at everyone carefully.
”Tide.” He said, his gaze stopping at Parakeet. She felt oddly uncomfortable.
The Nightwing noticed this. “Don’t worry, he‘s just seeing who he can trust. He’s guessing your strengths and weaknesses.” He explained, his voice low and tired.
Parakeet was surprised, then she saw the silver teardrops by the Nightwing’s eyes.
”You’re a mind reader?” she asked him, realizing that was a stupid question.
”Yeah, seer too. I hatched under two full moons.” he said, shrugging. “I’m Stormcatcher, but Storm is fine.
Tide looked at Storm. “Seriously? You gave me away.” He said in a joking voice, spreading his wings out.
”I’m sorry, did you have a big plan?” Storm said in a fake voice like he was talking to a baby.
Tide rolled his eyes. He looked back at Parakeet. “He’s annoying.” He whispered. “Anyway, What’s your name?”
”Parakeet.” She replied softly.
Will I make friends here after all?
”Yes, you are. Well, you don’t seem to have a choice.” Storm said, interrupting her thoughts.
A Hivewing approached their table, a Mudwing right behind her.
”Everyone is introducing themselves? And I’m late because of him.” she said, pointing at the Mudwing who smiled sheepishly.
”Hazel.” He said, not caring at all. He sat down next to Bramble.
”And now I’m going to be last.” the Hivewing replied, annoyed. “I’m Hornet.”
Hornet sat down next to Sahara. The two started chatting about which dragons looked nice, and their family and a bunch of other stuff.
”Well, I’m last actually. I’m Snowdrift. Wait, maybe not. Where’s our tenth dragon?” Snowdrift told everyone.
Parakeet looked around and saw him.
A Skywing was chatting with some second years. He made a joke and the table started laughing. Parakeet saw a Skywing watching him with dreamy eyes. The Seawing patted the funny Skywing on the back.
”Wish you were in my winglet, Equinox.” He said cheerfully. Equinox nodded and walked to his table.
”Hey everyone! I’m Equinox, nice to meet you all.” He said, sitting next to Storm.
Parakeet nodded, and looked at Snowdrift. She was staring at their new clawmate.
”Attention everyone, may I have your attention?” the Leafwing at the podium announced. Everyone went quiet. “I am Headmaster Birch. I will be in charge of this school for your time here. It’s time to take role. Will all dragons in the Black Bird Winglet stand up? When I call your name, you may sit down.”
All ten dragons at the far table stood up.
”Raspberry, Reindeer, Bronze, Cactus, Mollusk, Shadowfinder, Duckweed, Grasshoper, Viveroy, and Foxglove.”
One by one, all the dragons sat down. Parakeet guesses this was their final year here.
”Next, the Raven Winglet. Same procedure.”
The process continued. She noted that the Skywing who had looked at Equinox was named Amber.
”And finally, our newest students, the Crow Winglet. I expect you watched the others and know what to do.”
Sahara nodded. Bramble shrugged. Tide stared at Birch. Parakeet didn’t say anything.
”Parakeet, Snowdrift, Equinox, Sahara, Tide, Stormcatcher, Hazel, Hornet, Moth, and Bramble.” Birch said.
Parakeet sat down, and everyone else did too.
”Now that everyone is here, it’s time for the announcements. You may not leave the school when not allowed to. The punishment is severe. Please do not be late for your classes. Three tardies and you will get detention.” Birch droned on and on about all the rules. Finally, he was almost done. “And last, please don’t harm other students or staff. You can pick up a scroll full of all the information you will need in the front hall, where you came in. You are dismissed.”
Dragons started talking and got up, walking around. Parakeet decided she wanted to get a scroll about the school.
She saw Tide talking to Equinox and Storm was watching them. Sahara started pointing at random dragons and whispered and Hornet was nodding in agreement.
Bramble got up and yawned.
”I’m going to find my dorm.” He mumbled, walking off. Moth got up too.
Parakeet turned to ask Snowdrift something but the Icewing was no where to be found.
Probably looking around. We can chat later.
She walked to the front of the school and saw not many dragons were getting a scroll for the school. She shrugged, it was less of a line. After a minute, she finally got one and sat down on a bench, reading it.
Welcome to Black Petal Academy. Below is a map and a schedule for your winglet. Hope you enjoy the school. If you have any questions, come to the headmaster’s office.
Parakeet saw that her first class was Potions and Poisons. She also saw the class was taught by a Rainwing named Acidic. She found a section that listed all of the staff. She spotted a page about previous assassins who had graduated from the school.
She got up and used the map to find the Crow dorm. She walked with her eyes on the scroll, oblivious to everything around her. That was a mistake.
She bumped into a dragon that looked twice her size. It was a Skywing. He glared at her.
”Watch where you’re going, pipsqueak.” he growled, before walking off. She realized that was Bronze, from the Black Bird Winglet.
Mental note, watch where you place your talons.
Finally, and without anymore awkward bumping into other dragons, Parakeet arrived at her dorm. It was pretty big, able to fit ten dragons. She saw beds with storage under them. There also small shelfs.
She heard talon steps and twirled around. Bramble came in with Moth behind him. He didn’t look at Parakeet and claimed a bed. He opened his bag and poured out lots of weapons and venoms. She realized that his bag was much different then her’s, which was filled with scrolls and drawings and pictures of her pet dove Faithful.
She was starting to realize how much she didn’t fit in here.
Sighing, she walked to the far side of the room and climbed onto a bed. She opened her bag and started placing her stuff on the shelfs. She mainly had drawings and little trinkets.
Once she finished, she sat down and thought as more dragons came in. Snowdrift came with a lot of scrolls in her claws. She smiled at Parakeet. 
“I found lots of interesting scrolls, if you want to read some.” Snowdrift told the Rainwing. 
Parakeet nodded. “What do you have?”
”Mythology, history, fiction, assassins, 
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