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Forbidden Forest

The days after Calla first heard the snake passed relatively peacefully. The only real event to happen in September was Hermione's birthday which Calla ensured they celebrated this year seeing as they didn't last year. Hermione was surprised by the party they sprung on her which increased when she found out it was Calla's idea. Calla had merely offered Hermione a tense smile. Candy Pop had taken Vivian, Hermione, Ron, and Draco aside once the party was over to inform them that Calla hadn't actually been allowed to celebrate her birthday until they managed to find her. Birthdays were special to her as a result and she refused to allow anyone to miss theirs. The only ones exempt from that were the ones that couldn't remember their birthday or had a damn good reason. Outside of one time, she hadn't tried to celebrate Laughing Jack's birthday.

Calla was practically vibrating with happiness and excitement. They were finally going to enter the Forbidden Forest and she would be able to follow the pull tugging her there. She forced herself to calm down as Jane set a hand on her shoulder, "You okay, Kid?"

"I'm excited," Calla took a few deep breath to calm herself down, "It'll be nice to figure out what's drawing me to the forest,"

"Just make sure you keep your head, okay?" Jane looked at her seriously, "That forest isn't like the one back home,"

"I know," There wouldn't be any helpful Creeps or Slenderman coming if they got into trouble.

Calla supposed it was the danger from this particular forest that was making her so excited today. While she wasn't as bad as Toby or one of the less restrained Pastas, she enjoyed the prospect of danger if only because of the adrenaline rush. She was quite happy to stick to her usual habits of climbing up really high or practicing her hunting skills. Jane let go once the pasta was sure she'd calmed down, "Alright, Candy Pop and Remus are making sure our absence isn't noted. Does everyone have their stuff?"

Hermione, Ron, Vivian, Calla, and Luna all nodded. Draco had opted out of coming along. No thought he was a coward especially since he had absolutely none of the preparation that they did. The twins had wanted to come along, but had detention which sucked for them. Jane had them do a last minute check on their supplied and Calla looked into her bag. She had two hunting knives in case she couldn't use her wand, a few water bottles, a couple sandwiches if she got hungry, a small pack of fire making supplies, some of the more lethal pranks LJ had gifted her, and some trap making supplies. She also had her cloak and a cellphone to call someone if she got separated from the group.

Setting off into the Forbidden Forest, Calla immediately felt the part of her that loved these kinds of places sing. Breathing in the scents of the forest, she relaxed a bit. On top of the natural scents that normally filled a forest, she smelt the heavy undertones of true wild magic that stuck to every single thing in the forest from the smallest pebble to the largest centaur. Last year, she had ignored it all simply because of the danger that had been within these trees, but now she was free to focus on it. The energy of the forest almost seemed to reach out and caress her own which made her want to purr if she could. Everything within the forest was connected to the energy even the beings that were innately magical on their own. Before she could lose herself to the forest, a hand touched her shoulder and broke the minor spell that had been cast over her, "Are you okay, Little One?"

"I'm fine just a bit startled," Calla was surprised at how breathy her voice sounded, "The energy in this place is all connected. Even the things that had their own innate energy are connected to the main energy over the forest, I've never felt something like this. It's almost overwhelming, but not. I don't know how I managed to ignore it last year,"

"Do you need to take a small breather?" Candy Pop asked her with a frown.

Calla thought about it before shaking her head, "I'll be fine for now."

Somehow, Calla knew that if they put off going deeper into the forest, she would probably end up overwhelmed if only because of the tugging sensation pulling her deeper into the forest. The light tugging was almost playful not unlike Smile when it came to playing tug of war with one of his rope toys.

Night Terrors shifted a bit while inwardly cursing the fact they'd brought Ron along. If it weren't for the ginger male's presence, he would've been able to take control and help ground the Doll. Calla needed someone to ground her otherwise she'd become drunk on the energy of the forest which could cause a number of problems. He was relieved Candy Pop recognized the signs and managed to keep her grounded for the most part. Whatever was pulling the doll here, it had to be responsible for the energy net. The biggest question was whether it was dangerous or not as beings that could create energy nets were usually powerful enough that they would have trouble dealing with it should it be hostile. Night Terrors settled down a bit as he focused on keeping a steady flow of his energy inside the pendant. It would hopefully help keep her from completely losing touch if the idiot wasn't about to keep her grounded.

The tugging sensation was almost painful and Calla was having trouble focusing on anything except for it. The only thing that kept her from running off in an attempt to find the source was Candy Pop's hand on her shoulder and the knowledge that she needed to keep a clear head. They had already come across spider webs created by some larger than normal spiders which had caused Ron to let out a strangled whimper. Turns out the ginger haired boy was scared of spiders especially if they were big ones, he had his twin brothers to thank for that. She had mentally promised to get them back for traumatizing their little brother while attempting to figure out a way to cure him of that fear. Letting him meet Itsy Bitsy was definitely not a good idea, the Pasta might be amendable to helping, but Ron didn't have anything to protect him from being killed if he knew everything. By how his energy felt, she doubted he would ever actually snap though perhaps he would become a Guardian though that would be something she'd have to talk to the others about.

Candy Pop spoke as they got deeper into the forest, "Are we getting closer, Little One?"

"I think so. The tugging sensation is getting stronger," Calla refrained from mentioning that it was becoming painful.

"Can you sense the source?" Candy Pop asked as he eyed the area they were walking into.

Calla hummed softly as she focused on the tugging sensation, "Not yet. I can get the vaguest hint of something."

It was easy to tell Candy Pop and Night Terrors were getting frustrated. Calla understood if only because they'd been traveling through the forest for over an hour now. They were still within Hogwarts' wards, but that was about the only thing she knew. She was almost tempted to suggest going back if it weren't for the fact the tugging sensation spiked whenever she thought about it. She mentally growled at the tugging sensation wondering if it whatever was calling her would show up already. The soft breeze flowing through the trees turned into a warm gale that almost managed to send them all flying. When it faded, she almost fell to her knees due to the energy filling the air just ahead.

The energy was ancient even older than most of the creeps Calla had met outside of Slenderman and Splendorman. If there was one way to describe it, she would have to say it felt like spring when all the new plants and animals were born. It was like Gaia herself had decided to walk among her creations. Fear and awe caused her heart to begin to race as if she'd just managed to climb to the top of the mansion. The energy felt as playful as Laughing Jack when he found a new way to prank someone, but it carried a violent undertone that made her fear for the person that would piss of the being this energy belonged to. It would have no trouble slaughtering them all if they managed to piss it off.

Calla was dimly aware of Vivian asking, "What the actual fuck was that?"

"It's close," Calla murmured softly, "Whatever has been calling to me is close now,"

"But I thought you said you couldn't tell what it was?" Ron asked looking at her in confusion.

Calla shook her head, "I said that I couldn't sense the source very well. Whatever it is, it has decided to meet us."

With that said, Calla walked towards where the being calling to her rested. The clearing she walked into after a few more minutes of walking was strange due to the fact that a majority of the flowers blooming within it were those that could only bloom during early spring i.e snowdrops. She looked away from the flowers to find a rather beautiful looking woman with heavily tanned skin and wild black hair. The woman wore nothing save for a simple necklace that looked like it was made of leaves. She heard Ron gasp and Hermione squeak in alarm much to her distracted amusement. The woman's eyes were the color of freshly cut grass lined with golden wheat. The woman's plump lips curled into a smile as she let out a soft laugh, "You certainly have interesting company, Young One."

"You're the one calling to me, are you not?" Calla asked earning a nod, "May I ask an old one such as you why you've deigned to contact me?"

The spirit, Calla knew that the form before her was merely a mask to prevent mortals from dying if exposed to its mortal form, laughed. A warm breeze played with the ends of her hair, "I knew you would be able to tell what I was, Sensor. Your father's gift has bloomed well inside of you."

"Thank you, Old One," Calla bowed her head.

"So polite," The spirit smiled warmly, "My true name is unpronounceable by mortal tongues. Call me Ivy, Calla Potter-Black-Evans-Maker,"

"Yes, Ivy," Ivy wasn't the oddest name Calla had ever heard of, "So may I ask why you've deigned to contact me?"

Ivy lifted her hand and Calla heard thumps behind her. Turning her head, she stared at the fallen forms of everyone save for Luna, Candy Pop, and Jane. Turning back to Ivy, she opened her mouth only to close it as the spirit said, "What's the be shared here isn't for their knowledge. They lack the ability to properly shield their minds which could be bad if a certain someone finds out about your existence, Calla."

"You mean the opposite of Slenderman?" Calla asked as a thought occurred to her, "This has to do with why the ghosts are scared of me, doesn't it?"

"Smart girl," Ivy praised with a slight smirk, "You have quite the destiny ahead of you though the main one involves the idiot that accidentally sealed a portion of his soul within your scar,"

Calla felt a headache coming along, "Please tell me it isn't something a stupid as saving the world. No offense to your or any of the other higher beings, but I'm not a hero. I'm not going to risk my life just to save a bunch of strangers only for them to turn around and call me evil when they find out what I am."

"No such thing," Ivy said causing Calla to let out a sigh of relief, "You're going to be an equalizer for the most part,"

"An Equalizer?!" Candy Pop burst out staring at Ivy in shock, "But there hasn't been one in over a Millennium,"

And that only made Calla even more confused prompting her to ask, "What is an Equalizer?"

"They are those chosen before their birth to make the balance in the world right again," Ivy answered earning a blank look from Calla, "Basically, you get rid of those that fuck with the balance like a certain dark idiot or Slenderman's opposite,"

"Does that mean I can't snap?" Calla didn't want to be an Equalizer if it meant losing her family, "Or kill my friends?"

Ivy shook her head, "Oh Creator no, Slenderman and those allied with him are doing exactly what their supposed to do. Unless they do as Slenderman's opposite does, you will never have to worry about killing them."

Calla could deal with that though she had to point out, "I'm only twelve."

"You won't have to do anything until you turn seventeen even if you do manage to take out the dark idiot before then. The powers that be may not give two shits about who they tap for this kind of stuff, but they understand when its better to have an adult deal with the situations or a near adult as the case maybe," Ivy soothed a lot of worries with those words.

A memory from last year played through her mind, "Can you tell me what Nick meant when he said 'As she creates, she shall destroy. Death follows her'?"

Ivy let out a soft chuckle, "I love ghosts. They're so easy to freak out especially if they're of the magical variety."

"So can you tell me what he meant?" Calla really wanted to know.

"Nope. That is something you'll need to figure out on your own," Disappointment filled her before slipping away as Ivy said, "It does have to do with you being the Equalizer,"

"Will I still be able to kill people if I'm an Equalizer?" Calla thought the title was a bit odd.

"Of course just don't go on massive killing sprees like massacring multiple towns or destroying a city as big as New York," Calla could live with that.

Candy Pop spoke up reminding her that she wasn't alone, "Will this effect her in anyway?"

Ivy shook her head, "Not until she reaches her majority. The most it'll do before then is make it harder for someone to kill her. If she does die before she snaps, she come back, but only nine times like the old myths about cats having nine lives."

"What will happen to my mom's soul or the dark bastards soul piece?" Calla had a feeling she wouldn't get another chance to ask.

"The bastard's soul piece will be ejected while your mother's soul will stay though I'd advise finding a way to get her out before you turn seventeen or snap," Ivy grimaced a bit, "Let's just say it won't be pretty,"

Calla had a feeling she really didn't want to know, "What's the catch? Nothing like what you're talking about is free."

"You're a smart cookie," Ivy praised her, "Depending on how many times you've died, you'll be weak for that many months. The first time you die means you'll be weak and have trouble using magic for a month," That wasn't so bad, "You have to avoid dying until you regain your strength otherwise you won't be able to come back," Again not so bad, "Lethal injuries are healed until they're no longer lethal, but you have to get healed quickly," No instant healing, "You'll be dead for nine hours after the first time you die, so make sure someone you trust grabs your body and takes it somewhere safe," Well that sucked a bit, "You won't come back if there's something preventing the lethal wounds from healing. If someone takes it out, you'll come back," So no getting staked like a classic vampire unless someone can come take the weapon out of her chest, "After you die for the first time, you'll be allergic to Vanadium and Titanium."

"At the very least, it isn't some common metal," Calla was definitely going to have to look into this kind of stuff.

"I'm just glad you don't carry the iron allergy that most fey do though be careful of it if you die as you might gain said allergy," Ivy cautioned her.

Well that kind of sucked, but it could be worse. Calla asked, "Is there anything we need to know?"

Ivy hummed softly, "Not to my knowledge."

"Was that the only reason you've been trying to get my attention?" Calla ask the spirit curiously.

Ivy shook her head, "I want to see just what kind of person you are. You're definitely better than the last one though do try not to get arrogant."

"I'm pretty sure my friends and family will keep that from happening," Calla never wanted to become an arrogant bitch.

Ivy grinned, "Good. Now, it's time for you to head back. I look forward to seeing how your grow, Calla Potter-Black-Evans-Maker!"

Blackness invaded her senses and she felt the vague sensation of falling.