Callisto of Cirra

THIS PAGE TELLS THE SAD STORY OF HOW CALLISTO BECAME WHAT SHE IS TODAY.

A young girl awakes in the night to sounds of an approaching army... frightened, confused... she watches by her mother's side as the warrior princess and her soldiers storm into her village. Suddenly there is fire... flames everywhere... the little girl cowers in horror, hands over her ears, trying to drown out the screams of her mother and sister as the fire consumes them. Somehow, miraculously, the little girl escapes... that little girl is CALLISTO...

As she grows, one thing consumes her every thought... revenge! She trains and studies, following secretly the object of her hatred, learning every move she makes, learning every secret the warrior princess seeks to hide. Somewhere along the way, Callisto loses her heart... she becomes the animal she persues...

Finally, she feels confident. She is good, as good a warrior as the warrior princess. But the fates dealt her a losing hand... the incarnation of her hate had found a heart... the warrior princess had turned good... heroic even. Callisto, the child, the woman more sinned against than sinning, must still play the cards as they lie... good or bad, Xena and everything she loves must be destroyed!

The story is old... retold throughout history... the battles, the confrontations. And history records a winner and a loser. But can it be so simple? The little girl watching her village burn was taught to hate by Xena, the monster she became was created by Xena... and in the end, her creator, the same person who killed her family, killed her as well. But history is written by the winners, and sometimes leaves very little of the truth for future generations...

But rising above the ashes, reborn and defiant, her blonde hair again waving as she rides into battle, all hail...

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