Pit 14

March 14, 2011

Birmingham, Alabama

Naomi sighs as she stares at her teal helmet. She traces one of the grey feathers in the design, which now, seeing as how she is now in a weird Angel, God, save the world situation, is kinda strange. She groans in boredom as she rolls onto her back, her legs now hanging off the side of her bed. Her eyes watch the high ceiling for a moment before looking over to the balcony, the sunlight shinning into her dark room and casting shadows off of her furniture.

"Honey, you in there?" Naomi hears her mom call from the other side of the door.
"Yeah, I'm here." Naomi calls back.
Her mom opens the door and peeks her head in.

"Your brother and I are going to our hotel. We'll see you tomorrow." Her mom says as she walks over Naomi and leans over to give her a hug.

"Kay, see you then." she answers, hugging her mom back.
"Love you." her mom says as she begins to walk out the bedroom door.

"Love you too." Naomi says as she mom closes the door behind her, leaving Naomi for the night.

For a few minutes, Naomi just lays there, her mind wandering through the past few days events and the events of the next day. Soon, she'll have to leave to get interviewed about the next day's race at the Barber Motorsports Park, which apparently she is a favorite to win. Then Calankaiana passes through her mind. Without thinking, she takes hold of her necklace, the same that Heru had once given to her. Suddenly, she thinks of Alonsa. Over the past few days, she had only seen her once or twice. And when she did try to talk to her, Alonsa says she's busy and walks off before she can call her back. She sighs in irritation, Alonsa beginnging to anger her.

Suddenly, a strong breeze fills the room, her hair blowing around her face. Without warning, the senation of something on her back becomes apparent. Regretfully, she turns to look, finding her immature wings now spread wide on her back. The pure white feathers actually look a little longer, but only by an inch. She turns back to see Alonsa, but wearing a overly-elegant dress, her orange wings beginning to fold behind her seriously long hair.

"Hello, Naomi." Alonsa says as she walks over to the side of Naomi's bed.

"H-Hi." Naomi says, a little surprised by Alonsa's entrance.

"It's time to begin."

"Begin what?"

"What? Your training."

"Now?! We have a team interview in three hours!"

"We can get some done in that time. Now, come with me."

Alonsa takes Naomi's wrist and without warning, the room fades into solid white, both of them both elevated by their wings, though, Naomi's wings are stressing more with her weight, causing her to float about a half foot lower then Alonsa. An odd sensation causes Naomi to look down to see her jeans and flannel shirt changing into a pure white gown. Thought pretty, the plain dress is nowhere near the elegance of Alonsa's gown. Heck, comparing, her's looks more like a sundress style nightgown.

"Now, let's start. As you know, the name of the technique you need to master before continuing on is called the-" Alonsa starts.

"Sekhmet Lightning Inferno. I know." Naomi finishes.

"You also know that you used it once while in the world of Ancient Egypt. This means that you do have the capibility to master it." Alonsa continues, ignoring Naomi's interuption, "Now, first, you must learn how to concentrate enough of your Spiritual Intuition to create a high pressure fire ball."

"Huh?"

"How you create the fireball is by concentrating your spiritual intuition into your palm."

"How on Earth do I do that?"

"You do it by concentrating on something that creates enough "pure" emotion."

...Pure Emotion...?...

"Alright, get to work." Alonsa says as she floats a few yards away, putting distance between them.

"W-Wait, you're not going to help me?!" Naomi yells.

"I cannot help. This is a power you must master on your own. I am just here to watch over you as you train, nothing more."

"You know, you can stop talking in that weird shaman mumbo-jumbo voice." Naomi comments.

"Shaman mumbo-jumbo voice?" That's very what you think I sound like?" Alonsa asks, sounding more normal.

"Well, now you don't, but you know what I mean-"

"Just train." Alonsa interupts, her voice slightly dressed with irritation.

Naomi becomes silent and turns away from Alonsa, trying to find out what exactly she meant by the "pure" emotion. After a few minutes of floating she takes a deep breath and closes her eyes. She holds out her palm, hoping to feel some type of reaction. Slowly, warmth begins to swallow her hand, making her hopes go up instantly. But, as she opens her eyes, she finds that the ball, well...isn't exactly a ball. The yellow thing floating in her palm actually looks more like a de-formed football, curving and spinning at the weirdest angles. She looks over at Alonsa whos seems to be just as confused as she is, meaning that Calankaiana must of never messed up this bad. She turns back to the, whatever it is, and sighs, frustrated. Then, a slight worried thought passes through her mind.

...How the heck do I turn it off?...

She turns to Alonsa again.

"Uh, Alonsa?" Naomi asks.

"Yes?" Alonsa answers.

"How do I make it disappear?"

Alonsa looks surprised by the question, before turning slightly, looking as if she is in thought. After a moment, she sighs and turns back towards Naomi.

"I have no idea." Alonsa answers.

"YOU HAVE WHA-?!" Naomi yells, "SO YOU'RE TELLING ME YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW THIS THING WORKS?!"

"Not a clue." Alonsa comments.

"BUT YOU'RE MY GUARDIEN, SHOULDN'T YOU KNOW HOW THIS THING WORKS?!"

"Being your guardien has nothing to do with your powers. Calankaiana never asked for my assitance, and she developed the technique on her own, so I was never required to learn how to stop it."

"SO WHAT DO I DO NOW?!"

"Just try to dismiss with your own power."

"HOW THE HECK DO I DO THAT?!"

"I DON'T KNOW, JUST DO IT!" Alonsa snaps, surprising Naomi.

"Ok, ok, already." Naomi says as she turns her back to Alonsa.

She stares down at the deformed light in her hand in sighs, before closing her eyes. She tries all she can to focuss her mind on dismissing the objecy, but the warm sensation doesn't fade, irritating her. For what Naomi believes to be an hour, she floats in the void, trying all she can to control the thing and make it disappear. As she floats, Alonsa glides silently to be right behind her, Naomi having her eyes closed not noticing her. She quietly reaches her hands around Naomi's middle, before forcefully pulling her Naomi towards her, scaring the crap out of her.

"WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU DOING!?" Naomi yells at her as Alonsa laughs.

"Trying to surprise you." Alonsa answers.

"Well, you did and more!" Naomi says, angry.

"Agreed. But in more ways than one."

Naomi looks at her, confused.

"Huh?" Naomi asks.

Alonsa points down.

"Take a look." Alonsa says.

Naomi slowly looks down and gasps. Without her knowing it, the object of light that had been in floating in her hand ha vanished, leaving no trace. Naomi stares in surprise, before looking back up at Alonsa.

"How did that happen?" Naomi asks.

"While you were trying to figure that out, I remembered what happened when Calankaiana tried to attack Chuma." Alonsa explains, "Heru stopped her by surprising her. And, when you tried to attack Nenet, Calankaiana stopped you then by...?"

"...surprising me.."

"Exactly, so I figured that surprise might be that powers weakness."

"Sounds good enough."

Suddenly, the sound of a loud gong rings out through the void, surprising Naomi further.

"What the-?!" Naomi yells.

"Our time has run out for now, hurry, before any Fallen Angels appear!" Alonsa calls as she pulls Naomi off.

Within an instant, Naomi finds herself back in her sweats, looking back up at the ceiling. though, beneath, she feels nothing. She looks below her to see herself floating about five feet above her bed.

"Ahh!" Naomi shouts as she falls out of the air, landing hard on the bed.

"Ow..."

She looks up as she sits up straight on the bed. From the looks of it, she is back in her bedroom, and the clock says it's only been 20 minutes at most. And, a look on her back concludes that her wings are gone.

A sudden knock at the door scares her, but she luckily doesn't yell.

"Y-Yes?" Naomi says.

"Ms. Kingsfer, Mr. Stevens is waiting for you." she hears Penny say from the other side of the door.

"Oh, um, I'll be down in a sec."

"Alright."

Until she can't here Penny's footsteps anymore, she sits in silence. When she's gone, Naomi falls back into the bed, sighing. It's now she quickly gets dressed before running towards the door, not noticing a dark notion floating gently to the floor.