Calisto had woken up in the middle of the night, crying, screaming, and making a gagging noise...an attack which, in whole, lasted about half an hour. It wasn't until she was near sleep again that Lupin heard her, in a barely audiable voice say, "Stadey has been killed."
Lupin leaned back in his chair with a heavy sigh, brushing Calisto's hair from her sweaty face as she fell back asleep. These Omega waves, or whetever they were, were taking their toll on the little girl. As he watched her sleep it dawned on him how young she really was! And yet, she was far beyond the intelligence level of her age group...almost beyond that of an adult. Did these powers, placed into her by a good man gone evil, advance her mentally as well as magicaly?
The sun rose in through the windows, waking Lupin. He was startled and woried to find that the bed was empty, but little Calisto was sitting at the desk, writing in a hurried fury. Her red-and brown mop of hair was messy from her 'nightmares', but she seemed determined to finish what she was working on.
"How are you feeling?" Lupin asked curiously.
"I'm okay, given the circumstances. Last night's death really bothered me. My father wouldn't have killed Stadey without reason...and my getting away isn't one. He knows that Stadey could have drawn me out...do you have any ideas why?" The way she looked at him made Lupin feel a little guilty, though he couln't explain why.
"I have a few theories," he answered. "But there is something that I need to collect. Will you be alright if I leave you here for a few minutes? You won't leave this room will you?" A look of horror washed over her face.
"You can't go! I don't want to be alone! What if-"
"Shh, shh, calm down," Lupin hushed. "I won't leave you. But there is something that I have to pick up, something to help our case."
"I already have a plan," Calisto said, smiling brightly in her childish way. "On how to get my dad and the ministry in one place...and to show them what he's been doing. Is what you have to get going to help?"
"I'm not sure. It will help you for sure, but I don't know how much help it will do us all together. Enough I hope."
"Well, whatever it is if it helps it will, if not, then I'll show them none the less."
"That would take a rather large mirror," Lupin smiled, hoping to make her laugh.
"And a lot of chocolate," Calisto replied, catching on to his humor. "But let's pick up your package and send this letter to put things under way."
"What's your plan?" Lupin inquired.
"You'll see."
Lupin leaned back in his chair with a heavy sigh, brushing Calisto's hair from her sweaty face as she fell back asleep. These Omega waves, or whetever they were, were taking their toll on the little girl. As he watched her sleep it dawned on him how young she really was! And yet, she was far beyond the intelligence level of her age group...almost beyond that of an adult. Did these powers, placed into her by a good man gone evil, advance her mentally as well as magicaly?
The sun rose in through the windows, waking Lupin. He was startled and woried to find that the bed was empty, but little Calisto was sitting at the desk, writing in a hurried fury. Her red-and brown mop of hair was messy from her 'nightmares', but she seemed determined to finish what she was working on.
"How are you feeling?" Lupin asked curiously.
"I'm okay, given the circumstances. Last night's death really bothered me. My father wouldn't have killed Stadey without reason...and my getting away isn't one. He knows that Stadey could have drawn me out...do you have any ideas why?" The way she looked at him made Lupin feel a little guilty, though he couln't explain why.
"I have a few theories," he answered. "But there is something that I need to collect. Will you be alright if I leave you here for a few minutes? You won't leave this room will you?" A look of horror washed over her face.
"You can't go! I don't want to be alone! What if-"
"Shh, shh, calm down," Lupin hushed. "I won't leave you. But there is something that I have to pick up, something to help our case."
"I already have a plan," Calisto said, smiling brightly in her childish way. "On how to get my dad and the ministry in one place...and to show them what he's been doing. Is what you have to get going to help?"
"I'm not sure. It will help you for sure, but I don't know how much help it will do us all together. Enough I hope."
"Well, whatever it is if it helps it will, if not, then I'll show them none the less."
"That would take a rather large mirror," Lupin smiled, hoping to make her laugh.
"And a lot of chocolate," Calisto replied, catching on to his humor. "But let's pick up your package and send this letter to put things under way."
"What's your plan?" Lupin inquired.
"You'll see."