"Lux," Kat's voice was a whisper. I guess she didn't want anyone to hear her. She really looked like she wasn't even talking to me. "Girl are you alright? Sean is just a little kiss up prick. If Swain were here he'd never have gotten away with that... If you wanna talk we've got P.E later... Just if you want to."

I felt a twinge in my heart a bit. I mean, it's not like I didn't think Kat would stick up for me in front of all her peers but... I mean c'mon? The least she could do is take me out of the class so we don't have to be sneaky. Kat was always sneaky though. I don't think I've ever seen her leave a room unless I was deliberately watching her. She was just one of those types of people, someone who blends into a room and group as if she'd been there forever but is clearly from a group that isn't yours. She can step in without detection, get her words and laughs in, then step out and no one notices. No one ever sees her coming... Well most don't. Or going for that matter...

I guess that's a story for another time though. It's... Well it's more a story of my brother really. I was younger then, just a little girl. It's still one of the only times I ever saw her leave. It was dark and raining...

But then isn't it always...
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The night was cold and quiet save for the tapping of light raindrops on the roof of the window of a small room. The wallpaper is colored to look like a blue sky, fluffy clouds painted in poor misrepresentations of animals, all parting to view a well made if not childish looking rainbow on the wall opposite the bed. On this small bed with pink covers and white pillows sits a little girl. Her blond hair has just seemed to be pulled from a braid. Her body is stark and agitated, something has clearly disturbed her. She looks anxiously out the window at the tree that looms over her yard. In a night like this it looks like cold talons of smoke, hanging over a bed.

Lux has been having terrible night terrors and tonight she has decided that the best option for her is to not go to sleep. She has been braiding and unbraiding her hair to keep herself awake. As she looks out her window, counting the countless shadows that seem to twist and fade with every flash of lightning, she sees a dark figure in one such flash. The assailant is in dark clothing but her crimson hair is a dead give away. The cat like crimson prowler slinks into her yard like a stray, quickly finding an easy route to an open window from the rain spout.

The window is close enough to be her brother's. The young, very sleepy but stalwartly suborn child is naturally very curious as to why her sibling would leave his window wide open in a storm and further more, what kind of dubious things an aspiring burglar could get up to in there at this time of night. Naturally the only option at hand was to forgo standard safety procedure (calling the police), and instead venture into the possible dangerous situation.

Lux blinks a few times, gaining her senses as a look of confidence comes to her face. She slinks out of her bed in her baby blue footsie pajamas, the ones with the rainbows on them to ensure her sneakiness, takes her "my first wand" girls wand, because she was not a boy, and crept toward her door to open it slowly.

Despite the loud, prolonged squeak the door made as it opened and the very obvious sound of a door slowly unlatching Lux was certain her sneakiness was at its maximum. She was keeping low, lifting her legs just high enough and pressing them down just softly enough so that way only she and whatever monsters were totally not in the upstairs broom closet could hear. She snuck past the open bathroom door, the light off and the window open... The theif clearly had to use the potty before stealing things... At least the thief left the seat down, this thief was at least a very considerate thief... Or maybe it was a girl thief. Girl thieves were not Luxs' favorite thieves, but they were pretty. Lux preferred the good thieves, like sly cooper or the gray fox.

Little Lux approached the entrance to the crime scene, her wand at the ready. She concentrated very hard, her light spells were very good but she still needed complete focus to must her best light spell. Thieves clearly were like monsters. Monsters didn't like the light, and neither did thieves. This led Lux to the entirely reasonable conclusion that this thief, no matter how polite and pretty she may be, could be vanquished with a strong enough light spell.

Lux put her hand on the doorknob as her spell reached its full charge. She moved as swiftly as the cops on t.v did in similar situations throwing open the door as fast as she could and pointing her spell into the center of her brother's room.

" Freeze thief! I explode you with light! Take this! Demaciaaaaaaa!"

"What the-?!"

"I told you she was awake!"

In a flash of light the red head thief was indeed a girl. She was sitting beside the very very surprised Garren, a boy in his adolescent years. His hair slightly longer than he would have it later in life but most certainly shorter than how he would wear it much later in life. In contrast to Garren (who was blocking his eyes, trying to give them time to adjust to the light change) the pretty red head thief seemed to be completely ok with the light change, as if she had known it was going to happen and her eyes adjusted to it before it happened. Could this thief see into the future?

"Ahh! Lux! What are you doing! Turn that light off!"

Lux knew how it felt to have a bright light shined in her face when it was very dark before, but this was for the greater good.

"This is for the greater good Garren! It's my duty as your sister to protect your things from sneaky, sneak thieves! Quick while she's stunned! Grab your sword of thruthiness!"

Katerina laughed a bit, shielding her eyes a bit.

"Oh sorry kiddo. I didn't mean to sneak in. I just uhmm..."

Kat looked to the now blushing Garren, she herself was barely older than he was. She did seem it though. Her outfit was slink, but she had dressed for rain. Her wet black leather jacket was laying on the floor. The confused, and entirely embarrassed Garren looks around his room, trying to find an excuse for this strange girl in his bedroom at this late hour.

"She's scared of doors!"

"I'm afraid of doors?"

Kat looked to Garren as if he really didn't have a brain. Surely he could think of a better excuse.

"Yes. She's afraid of doors and uhmm... The suuuun? Yeah the sun... It's why she's so pale."

Katerina quickly drove a finger into a pressure point on the young liar. Smiling at the young intruder as she spoke to her sorta boyfriend through clenched teeth.

"If you keep this up you'll be the only one grabbing your sword."

Garren responds in kind by grinning through the pain.

"Just smile and wave kitten, just smile and wave."