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Chapter 3:


Catalin watched as the strong man she married broke down into tears. She hugged him tightly and whispered reassurances to him. He held onto her for as long as he could. He pulled away and wiped his eyes.

She smiled at him and kissed him softly.

"There now, its not that bad now is it?" asked Catalin standing up.

She smiled at him and then took the bow off of her back.

"Do you want to see me nail that leaf from 100 yards?"

Oliver looked up at her with a look of interest and fear.

"Oh come on Oliver I have battles with Darth Vader, check it out," said Catalin knocking an arrow and letting the arrow fly. Oliver watched as the arrow pinned the leaf to the tree and she looked absolutely pleased with herself.

"Mom, will you teach me how to do that?" asked Fredrick running up to her.

"Sure, I'll bring you up at some point so you can shoot in my endless white room."

The reception lasted into the wee hours of the morning and Catalin went home with Oliver. The next morning she went to change into one of her older robes from teaching. The only problem was any article of clothing that belonged to her would turn a pure white when she tried to put it on. Catalin glared at her hand and then up at the ceiling.

"I hope you know I hate you all!" shouted Catalin.

Oliver rolled over and gave her a confused look until he saw her facing the ceiling.

"What did they do this time?" asked Oliver.

"Look," said Catalin holding out the white robe.

"Wasn't that black?" asked Oliver.

"Yes," said Catalin exasperatedly.

Oliver nodded but continued to look politely puzzled.

"Watch dear, watch," said Catalin leaning over and picking up a black piece of clothing that was hers. Oliver watched as it turned a pure white.

"That could definitely pose a problem," laughed Oliver.

Catalin shot him a look and then disappeared in a flash of silver light.

"I really hate it when she does that," said Oliver sitting cross-legged on the bed.

**

Catalin stormed into the Council Hall and the leaders looked up.

"What?" asked one of them

"WHAT THE HELL IS UP WITH YOU PEOPLE AND THE COLOR WHITE! I PRACTICALLY DISPISE THE COLOR WHITE!" yelled Catalin.

The head leader looked down at her and said, "Catalin, we're angels, that is our color. White is a symbol of purity."

"Purity my ass! This was one of my Hogwarts teaching robes! I liked it black!"

"Black is forbidden here!"

"That is shit who makes up these rules!?" shouted Catalin.

"God," answered the Council together.

"No, he never said that black was a forbidden color. I know this, that is you guys making up rules. I want to talk to your boss."

"You cannot do such a thing."

"Yes I can and I will. Now take me to your leader or else I won't come in peace...I'll raise hell."

One of the members leaned over and whispered to the Head Leader, "Sir is she ready to see our Lord yet?"

"Well, we'll find out. She brought this upon herself," whispered the leader in return. "You shall see our Lord but you must wait whilst I have a conference with him. Stay here and do not move."

The leader disappeared in a flash of golden light and she looked at the other council members. She sighed and conjured up a chair to sit in. She waited for what seemed like hours but the leader returned and motioned for her to follow.

She stood up from her chair and followed the member. He placed his hands on her shoulders and orbed away with her. When she opened her eyes again she was standing alone in a bright white room.

"Catalin Marie," said a male disembodied voice.

Catalin looked around her and saw no one.

"Yes it is I," said Catalin.

"My purest of children," said the voice.

"Purest? Me? Ha," said Catalin.

"I have a special mission for you my child. It is very important that you achieve this task for if you fail then I feel your world as you know it will be lost."

"Oh boy, I've heard that line before. Who is it this time? Veran or Voldemort?" asked Catalin.

"Neither. They are shape shifters, not of my creation. Worse than Voldemort, they will terrorize and destroy your world and then move on to the rest of the world."

"That sounds no so good so what do I have to do?" asked Catalin cringing.

"I will send to you also the purest of my children of your kind and you will need to birth a child of light to help you save the world. There is one other piece of this puzzle that will be revealed to you in due time. You shall have a son. The other child of light is a daughter not of you."

"Oh....I don't think I like this....You telling me that I have to have a child? There's only one problem....I'M DEAD!"

"Am I not the Lord? Can I not do anything I wish? I say you shall conceive a child and you shall. Now go forth and a wait for the second Angel. He will make himself known to you in due time."

With those words Catalin was sent back to the Council room where she turned on her heel and stormed out of the room.

"PEACHY JUST PEACHY!" yelled Catalin as she orbed down to Earth.

She orbed to Cadance's house but found no one. She turned her head and saw the calendar.

"Damn it's October."

Catalin orbed to Hogwarts, directly into the Defense Against the Dark Arts class room where Cadance was teaching.

"DEMON!" yelled a first year.

"No I'm not a demon," said Catalin turning to look at Cadance.

"I hate it when you do that," said Cadance laughing. "Kids this is a white lighter or an angel. Though I can't explain to you why this one is an Angel I've known her the majority of my life."

"I'll come after class." Said Catalin leaving the room.

She began walking down to the Auroring classroom to see if anyone had filled in her place. The door was locked when she got down there. She shrugged and orbed in. It was pitch black and she waved her hand and lit the candles. It was exactly the same way she had left it. When the bell rang she orbed back up to Cadance's classroom.

"So what can I do for you my dead friend?"

"Well nothing actually. I just needed to talk and I don't think Oliver would be the best person to tell this kind of stuff to until much later."

"What did the oh heavenly ones tell you?"

"Well I went to see God and he told me I was a pure child. I laughed. He told me of a new evil coming and told me that I had to birth the weapon that will be used to fight it."

"Sounds sticky."

"Yeah."

"Don't you hate it when they do that?" asked Cadance.

"Very much. Oh and I think I'm coming back to teach."

"Oh that would be a lot of fun for me. I haven't done something evil and a while."

Catalin smiled at her but was called back up.

"I gotta go but I'll be back down ASAP," said Catalin orbing off.

Catalin appeared before the council and said, "You rang oh slave drivers?"

"You are wanted at your home and we suggest you do as your told and go to your home here."

Catalin eyed them suspiciously and turned to leave. She walked down to her house and walked in. There was someone sitting in a chair with it's back to her.

"Uh...hi?" asked Catalin as she walked into her house.

The young man turned around and her eyes nearly fell out of her head. He was tall and younger. He had eye length straight red hair parted in the center, with bright blue eyes.

"Good god I didn't know any better I'd say that you were Percy Weasley," said Catalin.

"I am what ever you want me to be. I look like the deepest desire of your heart," said the man. "I am Callisto, I came before the Founding Fathers of Hogwarts."

"I never knew I had feelings for Percy. Dude that's weird. Well he is Oliver's best friend after all and..."

But Catalin was cut off by Callisto's soft lips upon her own.

"Alright, have it your way but I've got to tell Cadance about this one. "