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The first attack

When Calla woke up, she promptly painted the ground with the contents of her stomach. Magical travel of any kind was not kind especially when it was evoked by a higher being that wasn't used to being around mortals. Once she finished heaving, she backed away from the vomit on the ground and looked around herself. They were clearly still within the forest, but she could see the castle fairly close by meaning they could easily leave the forest without much problem since none of them were particularly bad at navigating. A groan from behind her led her to finding her friends that were slowly beginning to wake up. Almost immediately upon waking up, the mortals including Luna were puking up what was inside their stomach much like she had.

Calla transfigured some leaves into handkerchiefs. She cleaned up her mouth and handed them out when the others stopped puking. Candy Pop muttered, "What the fuck hit me?"

"A higher being with little understanding of mortals," Calla replied in Italian as she remember Ivy's warning about Slenderman's opposite, "Is everyone okay?"

"Other than feeling like someone sucker punched me in the stomach a few times and having a headache, I'm good," Vivian took the offered handkerchief, "Where'd you get these?"

"Transfigured some leaves," Calla replied as she moved to lean back against a tree feeling absolutely exhausted.

Ron groaned softly, "What the hell happened?"

Calla came up with a quick lie that wasn't completely unbelievable, "One of my fae cousins that prefers solitude has been staying within the forest. When I arrived last year, he wanted to meet me without having to get involved with wizards."

"He knocked us out?" Vivian asked with a growl, "What the actual fuck?"

"He doesn't have a high opinion of humans like most fae that haven't spent much time among mortals and didn't want to be found out," Calla offered Vivian an apologetic look, "Sorry,"

"Fae are fucking weird," Vivian muttered earning a few snorts, "Does that mean you're going to be visiting him?"

Calla shook her head, "No. He's moving on to the next place now that his curiosity has been stated. He never stays in one place longer than a few years. Granted a few years for a fae is about 10 to 20 years since they're pretty much immortal, he's probably been there since Mama, Uncle James, Uncle Siri, and everyone else was going to school."

Candy Pop cut in before anyone else could say anything, "I think we should head back to the castle."

After everyone could stand and move about without wanting to puke their guts out again, they returned to the castle. Candy Pop saw each of the kids to their common rooms before heading to his own room where he called Jason to tell him about what happened. Night Terrors spoke as he entered his room, "The Doll sure does make things interesting, doesn't she?"

'Yeah,' Candy Pop couldn't believe Calla of all people was the newest Equalizer though perhaps he should have guessed it.

"It makes a bizarre amount of sense, doesn't it?" Night Terrors sounded as pleased as he would if he'd gotten to massacre a group of idiots without getting into trouble, "A lot of the things we've questioned about her make so much more sense. How easily she accepts death, how she can accept us so easily despite the blood laced ocean we've created, and so much more, it finally makes sense,"

'The question is what we're going to do?' Candy Pop walked over to his bed and sat down, 'Even if she won't start displaying anything other than the nine lives bullshit until after she turns seventeen, she'll be in danger if the wrong person finds out,'

"True," Night Terrors flicked his tail, "But we can't do anything other than keep the fact she's the newest Equalizer a secret until she starts to display," Night perked up a bit, "But this means we won't have to worry about her dying too soon. Jay will be fucking pleased knowing that his daughter won't die if we can't find a way to get rid of the soul piece in her scar,"

'She'll still die though,' Candy Pop didn't ever want to think about the light leaving Calla's eyes.

Night Terrors shifted uneasily, "Right. Damn."

Candy Pop let out an aggravated growl, 'I hate this.'

Night Terrors grunted in agreement. No matter what, a blade was poised above Calla ready to take away her life. Night Terrors spoke after a few moments, "Call Jay after making sure no ones eavesdropping, he need to know what we found out."

Slenderman gazed at Jason feeling a mixture of shock and amusement. What are the odds that the child they were desperately trying to save had nine get out death free cards? Looking back at what he knew of the child, it made a disturbing amount of sense that she'd be the newest Equalizer. With how long it'd been since the last one popped up, he really hadn't thought about it. Why bother when he had to run the mansion and make sure those under him kept from exposing them? The fact that the newest one was a halfling and a witch only made him amused especially when she wasn't just a witch, but a fae child too due to her father's heritage. The last one had so vehemently protested the existence of halflings of any kind much less one being born from any union of a creep. The bastard must be doing flips in his grave. Finally, he spoke knowing that Jason was likely panicking as he was prone to do with any new thing they learned about his daughter, "It seems that we will not have to worry so much for her."

"What?!" Jason burst out looking angry.

Slenderman raised a hand to silence the oncoming torrent of venomous words, "Calla is the Equalizer which means death will not come for her for a very a long time so long as she reaches seventeen. Adding on that she'll snap, she will not die easily. So long as we continue to keep her existence a secret, she will be safe."

Jason still looked a bit angry, "Be that as it may, Calla being the newest Equalizer will paint a bigger target on her back."

"Which is why we'll have to increase her training," Slenderman didn't quite understand what Jason was feeling at the moment mostly because he'd never had a child, "We will never allow her to be harmed, Jason,"

Jason sighed deeply and his anger seemed to vanish for the moment, "I know. I suppose we'll be keeping this a secret from everyone?"

"You may tell Candy Cane, but that is it," Slenderman wouldn't have allowed it if it weren't for the fact that the female jester wouldn't willingly increase Calla's training without a damn good reason why.

Jason soon took his leave and Slenderman leaned back in his chair. Calla was becoming more interesting with every year she went to Hogwarts. It was a wonder that they hadn't discovered that she was the newest Equalizer before now, but he supposed that was for the best. Perhaps he should see if they could preform the Fidelius Charm, it would go a long way in protecting Calla's secret until it was time for her to be revealed to their world. He would need to contact Splendorman as his brother would be able to cast the spell due to how much magical knowledge he carried. Splendorman would also be interested in meeting the newest Equalizer since he had spent the most time with the last one especially since he'd been the one to discover that they needed to kill the bastard before he ended all life on the planet. Seeing how Calla was, he doubted that she would ever try to do something like that.

Calla put the newest information about herself out of her mind as she went about her schooling. Seeing as she wouldn't need it until she somehow died or turned seventeen, she didn't see a point in lingering on the information especially since Slenderman's opposite might somehow glean the information from her mind if she thought about it enough. She was a witch going to Hogwarts in an attempt to understand her mother's side of her heritage. Why bother things about something that didn't need to be acknowledged at the moment when she had better things to focus on?

With that decision, Calla focused on her school work, spending time with her friends, and going through her day to day life. It wasn't until Halloween when something changed from the slightly boring routine she'd fallen into. Unlike last year with the troll, it wasn't during the feast that something happened, but after when everyone was heading to their dorms.

Calla looked at the cat hanging from the torch with some sense of sympathy for Filtch. While she didn't exactly like Mrs. Norris, the maine coon didn't deserve something like this. She knew it wasn't dead as it wouldn't produce any energy, but something was wrong. The energy coming from Mrs. Norris was stilted and couldn't seem to leave the cats body. It wasn't like anything she'd ever felt before. She heard a harsh laugh and tore her eyes from Mrs. Norris just as Pansy Parkinson said, "Enemies of the Heir beware! That goes for you Mudbloods and blood traitors!"

"Really, Parkinson?" Calla spoke causing a small hush to fall over the crowd of students as the teachers began making their way through the crowds, "That's all you can say when a cat is hanging unmoving from a torch?" She glared at the Slytherin girl still not forgiving her for getting them into that mess in the forest even if it meant she got to heal a unicorn, "Are you so emotionally stunted that you can't feel some sympathy for the poor cat?" She took out her wand as she pushed forward and began to extract Mrs. Norris from the torch, "Have some form of taste, Parkinson," Filch made his way to the front of the pack and she handed over his cat before he could say a word, "I took her down from the torch, Mr. Filch. I'm so sorry for your loss,"

Filch stared at her uncomprehendingly before turning around and barking, "Who did it?! Who did this to my cat?!"

"Argus," Dumbledore pushed his way to the front.

Calla was ushered off with the other students though she glanced back at the words on the wall. From this distance, it was hard to tell what exactly had been used to write it, but she doubted it would be blood. You had to use a rather thick coating to get that kind of clarity even with the use of a paint brush. It was probably some kind of quick drying paint, but who had paint in Hogwarts?

"So the cat isn't dead?" Vivian asked as they settled down in their room with Luna.

Calla shook her head as she made her way over to the bed from the bathroom where she'd been washing her hands and arms, "No. Mrs. Norris was still giving off some form of energy though it was oddly stilted and something seemed to block it from leaving her body," She sat down and pulled Shukaku into her lap, "Outside of that, Rigor Mortis hadn't set in nor was there sign of any kind of blow that would've killed her. She was just...Unnaturally still. It was almost like someone had replaced her with a stone, but not."

"Petrified. She was petrified," Luna pipped up earning a confused look from Vivian.

"You mean she's too scared to move?" Vivian asked as Johnny padded his way over to her, "Or she was turned to stone,"

Calla thought about it before nodding, "Yes, but she wasn't turned to stone. If she'd been turned to stone, her fur wouldn't have been soft and she would've been heavier. Hell, she wouldn't have had any warmth inside of her."

"I've never heard of a spell that could do that and it'd be a pain in the ass attempting to give that cat a dose of Draught of Living Death," Vivian commented as she began to put Johnny, "Is there something like that back home?"

Calla nodded slowly as she thought about it, "Yeah, but nothing that would've made its way here since they keep that kind of stuff in the attic or subbasement. If something like that was in school, it would've set off the wards immediately upon entering them not to mention Slender wouldn't let something like that make its way into an area like this," She thought about the things she'd read about before, "The fae have stuff like this, but only specific kinds can use it. They wouldn't be here since they despise the cold and live in mountains down around Greece."

"I wonder what the hell could have petrified her then," Vivian glanced at Luna, "Do you know anything?"

Luna hummed as she leaned back against Calla's bed, "Yes, but nothings clear to me right now."

"Great," Vivian groaned as she flopped back on her bed, "We finally have someone that can tell us what the hell is going on and they can't do it when we need it,"

"Viv, it's not Luna's fault if she can't see anything," Calla was a bit frustrated but wouldn't take it out on Luna, "Our powers aren't exact, you know,"

"Right," Vivian lifted her head, "Sorry,"

"It's fine," Lana smiled at Vivian.

"Besides what's fun about knowing about everything? Life isn't as fun without surprises," Calla didn't really want to know what the future exactly held in store for her, "Now, we should probably look up things that can cause petrification. Once we can put together a list, we'll find the likely culprit and figure things out,"

Vivian snorted softly, "We'll never have a year without anything interesting happening, will we?"

Calla shrugged as she scratched behind Shukaku's ears, "So? It gives us something to do so we won't get bored. Besides, it's not like we're actually going to go looking for whatever it is. We'll give the information we collect to Candy Pop and Jane."

"Seriously?" Vivian sat up and looked at Calla, "Are you being serious?"

"Yes," Calla looked at Vivian with a sigh, "I don't want Papa to pull me out of Hogwarts just because I bit off more than I could chew. I promised him that I wouldn't investigate things without Candy Pop's approval,"

"Damn," Vivian pouted a bit, "That sucks,"

"Just a bit," Calla yawned prompting her to check the time, "Come on, it's almost ten. We should get some rest,"

"Right," Vivian got up and headed to the bathroom.

Luna got to her feet, "Night Calla, Vivian."

"Night, Luna," Calla and Vivian replied.

Calla laid back on her bed as she waited for Vivian to finish in the bathroom. She didn't exactly mind the break in the tedium of her day to day life since it made her miss home just a little bit less, but it always ended up making her father worry. Hogwarts made him worry about her in ways that he hadn't before and she hated worrying him so much. This year, she'd do what she was supposed to and give any information she found to Candy Pop. She'd let him and Jane take care of things like they were supposed to. She'd focus on her studies.