Pit 22

Naomi and Alonsa float behind Icicene and Asia, taking in all the brilliant architecture, carved statues, and the loveliest artworks their eyes have ever seen. They soon come up to a grand cathedral doorway, gilded with carved silver, which matches the hinges and handles. Asia walks ahead and opens the door, bowing as Icicene curtsies and goes through the door, followed close by Naomi and Alonsa. Naomi looks around to see herself in what looks like an outside sitting area, vines hanging from wood bars above their heads. She looks over to see Icicene hurrying over to a older man nearby, sitting comfortably on a lounging couch dressed in fine linens. His dark, curly, brown hair is short, and he has no beard, taking Naomi by surprise, knowing that men in their 30s, like this man looks, usually have a full beard, though it compliments his blue eyes nicely. He, as said before, doesn't look too old, probably in his mid-30s, not many wrinkles carved from his face from age. Though, the look in his eyes say that he's seen much, though she probably wishes not to know.
"I have come to see you Father. How was your sleep?" Icicene asks as she kneels beside the couch.
The man turns his head and smiles.
"Oh, my little nypth, they were bland, though deep." Icicene's father answers as he caresses her cheek.
Naomi's eyes widen.
"I had a father..." Naomi trails off.
Alonsa turns towards Naomi and sighs, feeling a bit bad.
"Icicene?" a women calls from behind, taking everyone by surprise.
They all turn to see a beautiful women walking through one of the other doorways, another ladies' maid following close behind, dressed in something quite like Asia's dress, though tinted more of blue, then a light orange color like her's. The women has straight, dirty blonde hair that is a simple braid with some gold strands intertwined, framing her face nicely. She wears a brilliant blue dress that wraps elegantly around her body, ending with fabric going over her shoulder, kinda reminding Naomi of something a women from India would wear. The border on the blue fabric is gold gilded with gems and pearls, shinning in the sunlight which each steps she takes. Her makeup and jewelry is all plain and simple, a simple paste like Icicene's and the lightest of blue eyeshadow to off set her dark green eyes, while jewelry only consists of pearls and maybe a colorful gem here and there. That is, except for the beautiful gold tiara that sits perfectly on her head, carved masterfully to the smallest detail, depicting an angelic figure with some type of dragon looking creture on either side, and attached with many hanging ties, probably from Egyptian influence. Naomi feels her heart yearn for the lady, giving her an idea of who she might be.
"Alonsa, is that my-?" Naomi starts.
"-Mother, you are out of bed. Are you feeling well now?" Icicene asks as she stands, interupting Naomi's question, but ultimately answering it.
The women nods.
"Yes, it seems Eutykhia has spared us some good fortune, and Aceso has blessed me with returned health." the women answers as she sits on the couch beside Icicene's father, "Though it seems it'll be a little while before my full strength returns."
"Then, my sweet Laodice, try not to over excite yourself until your health is back and full." the father says, smiling.
Laodice grins.
"Alright, Antiochus." she agrees.
"Alonsa." Naomi says.
"Yes?" Alonsa asks.
"Can you tell me more about these people?" she asks.
"Well, as you've already guessed, the two here are your past parents, King Antiochus the third and Queen Laodice the third, the 6th rulers of the Seleucid Empire of Ancient Greece. Your father, though ambitious, became a fine ruler over the time of his reign, while your Mother married him right after he became King at the age of 18, not really ill-spoken, though was known to have a weaker immune system. But, it didn't seem to put much pressure on her." Alonsa explains.
Naomi's expression becomes that of confusion.
"What's that mean?" Naomi asks.
"It means that she was able to give birth to seven children." Alonsa answers.
"SEVEN KIDS?!" Naomi yells, not believing it.
Alonsa immediately flies over and covers her mouth as she notices Icicene gives them the idea that she might hear them, flinching at Naomi's voice.
"Yes, seven. Antiochus, Seleucus the fourth Philopater, Icicene the first Penella, a.k.a. you, then Laodice the fourth, Cleopatra the first Syra, Antiochis, and last, Mithridates." Alonsa whispers.
"So, I was the...thrid born?" Naomi asks, finally having her mouth uncovered.
"That's correct, but the first daughter, as well as the favorite." Alonsa answers, grinning.
Naomi smiles.
"I can't believe that I once had sisters! Sounds like a relief." Naomi comments.
"Really? Cause you didn't seem that fond of Neema, last I recall." Alonsa counters, smirking.
Naomi shutters as she thinks of Neema, Calankaiana's (a.k.a. her) rotten little sister, who seemed to know just how to get under her skin.
"So, why was it that you wanted to see me?" Icicene asks, distracting Naomi.
"Demetrius the first of Bactria, will be here by nightfall, we wanted you to find something to sing for him at tonight's banquet of welcome." Antiochus answers.
Icicene sighs.
...Another suitor, as usual...
Icicene's thought takes Naomi by surprise, stunned that she heard it. 
"What is with suitors? Calankaiana had the same problem." Naomi comments.
Alonsa laughs.
"I must say, I don't know myself." Alonsa answers.
"What should I sing?" Icicene asks as she rises.
"Oh, I don't know. Something that befits that beautiful voice of yours." Antiochus answers getting up from his couch.
"How about that lullaby you used to sing me?" a younger says from behind them.
They all turn to see a young boy, probably about 9 years old, standing behind them, dressed in a tunic much more simple then Antiochus'. His hair is lighter colored, like Laodice's is, though his has more curl like his father. But, instead of green, his eyes are bright blue, like Icicene's.
"Which one, Mithridates?" Icicene asks.
"You were close to him." Alonsa whispers to Naomi.
"He's cute." Naomi comments.
"The only about Selene." Mithridates answers.
"That one is pretty." Laodice agrees.
"And it'll pay respect to Selene." Antiochus says, "That is it."
Icicene nods.
"Alright Father." Icicene says.
He nods in return, before turning and handing his hand to Laodice, who takes it and grins.
"Well, your mother and I shall be in the gardens if we need call." Antiochus says as they begin to walk out of the sitting area.
"Alright, I'll take Mithridates and begin to practice." Icicene says as she turns, taking Mirthridates hand.
The King and Queen nod and disappear behind a row of pillars. Icicene stairs in their direction for a moment, before she untenses and sighs, turning towards the door that Laodice came in through. Asia walks ahead like before and opens the doors for them, bowing as she does. 
"Alonsa?" Naomi says.
"Yes?" Alonsa answers.
"Sorry, but this has been bugging me. How old is Icicene exactly?" Naomi asks.
Alonsa blinks.
"She's 14." Alonsa answers.
"14?!" Naomi yells.
Alonsa rushes back over to Naomi's side and covers her mouth as Icicene turns, seeming to hear them. Asia and Mithridates notice.
"What is wrong, your Highness?" Asia asks.
Icicene stares at Naomi.
"Asia? Do you see what I see?" Icicene asks as she turns to look back at Asia.
Naomi and Alonsa freeze.
"And what is it that you see, My Lady?" Asia asks.
Icicene turns back, staring right at Naomi. Naomi shakes her head.
...Please, don't tell her you see us. Trust me, we aren't here to harm you...
Naomi's thought races across her mind, as well as Icicene's, causes her to jump a little.
"Princess?" Asia says, her voice a little concerned.
Icicene nods and turns back.
"Oh, never mind, I guess I might of been daydreaming." Icicene says as she smiles, walking ahead of Asia.
"P-Princess! Wait!" Asia calls after her.
For a moment, Alonsa and Naomi don't move, at least until Alonsa finally let's go of her.
"She covered for us." Naomi says.
"But why?" Alonsa.
"Probably cause I asked her to." 
Alonsa looks over at her in surprise.
"How could you ask her." Alonsa asks.
"Telepathically, I guess." Naomi answers, beginning to follow after Icicene.
After a few minutes, they come to a large space filled with many musical instruments. In the middle of the rotunda, there's a few chairs with what looks like a small harp, a flute, and maybe an early version of a piano, though it has no top to hide the strangely stringed underneath. Icicene grins as she sits at chair holding the harp, sitting nicely in the seat as she adjusts her skirts. Asia sits at the piano looking thing, while another girl, probably two years younger then Icicene sits to take the flute.
"Alright, so you'll be singing the moon lullaby?" Mithridates asks as at a seat nearby.
Icicene laughs.
"Yes, just for you." Icicene says as she smiles, before looking down at the instrument, putting her fingers masterfully on the frets.
"Whenever you're ready, Princess Icicene." Asia says.
Icicene nods, then looks back down. Soon, a sweet, but gracing melody begins to string in Icicene's fingers, soon accompanied by the high melody of the flute, and background of the piano. Then, it finally happens. 
Icicene begins to sing.
"Twilight calls us to rest, though I 
pay no heed to the call,
I stride in the light of the Moon, it
carries your voice over the fall

Olive branches fall past, though I
pay no heed to their share
For you and I shall meet, I can tell
this time you will be there

Selene, protect the love, the love
that we have set
For now that I see him, I know not
when we last met


The Moon soon will be not, back to the
Sunlight we all know
Though for long as we are here, please
do not let it easily go..."


Naomi feels her heart reach out to the song, seeming to now the majestic melody like the back of her own hand. She looks over to the surprise that Alonsa seems to be crying, remembering every note just like she does. She sighs and looks back over as Icicene plucks out each note with elegance and precision, wishing that she remembered those skills. But, as she thinks, she realizes something.
She has never sang a single note in her life.

"...Now the Sun calls us, back to the
homes that we have known
But I do not want to go back, if I
know you will be alone


We take each other, tight once more 
in each other's embrace
But yet you still shed a tear, fear that 
you will never again see my face


I tell to take heed, soon winter shall 
take Gamelion with it
But even in the iced blasts, your
warmth will keep me lit


So do not fret, Selene protect the love
we now have come to share
For when you and I will meet, I know that
you will always be there."


The song ends with a beautiful melodic tune into a perfect chord, fading into the air. Icicene sits still for a moment, until Mithridates begins clapping, standing straight to applaud his elder sister. She laughs and smiles, looking at the other two in the trio.
"That was absolutely magnificent Cleopatra!" Icicene compliments the girl next to her, "The sound from that pipe was right on all levels, you have studied well."
The girl smiles big.
"You really believe so?!" Cleopatra asks.
"Of course, I am not one to lie." Icicene says, smiling.
Cleopatra giggles, then takes strong hold of Icicene, giving her a big hug. Icicene chuckles and hugs her back.
"Hey Alonsa, who's Cleopatra?" Naomi asks.
"She's Icicene's younger sister." Alonsa answers.
"Oh. No wonder, she looks a little like Icicene."
Cleopatra has brown hair, a little lighter then Icicene's, worn in a high ponytail, pink strands with clear beads connected to it strung nicely through her hair. Her eyes are a mix of green and blue, showing a genetic from both the mother and father. She wears a cute pink dress, simple in design, only having a little embellishment of gold and beads along the short sleeves and skirt. She wears little makeup and jewerly, only silver eyeshadow, with silver ball earrings matching a ribbon choker, a pink gem hanging from the silver clasp connecting to the silver ribbon.
"My Lady, shall we go through again?" Asia asks.
Icicene grins.
"Of course." Icicene agrees smiling.
Soon, the music plays up again, causing Naomi to sigh as Icicene sings the the song again in her angelic voice.
"I wish I could sing like that." Naomi comments.
"Have you ever tried?" Alonsa asks.
"No, not ever, my mom isn't big on music, and I played in orchestra during middle school." Naomi answers.
"Try."
Naomi looks confused.
"What?" Naomi asks.
"Try to sing the song Icicene is singing." Alonsa explains.
"What? I can't do that."
"Oh come on, just try." Alonsa pleads.
Naomi sighs again as she looks back over at Icicene, still in a trance as she sings the sweet melody, plucking each fret as she does.

"...The Moon will soon be not, back to the
Sunlight we all know..."


The next part instantly comes to her head.

"...Though for as long as we are here, please
do not let is easily go


Now the Sun calls us, back to the
homes we have known
But I do not want to go back, if I
know you are alone


We take each other, tight once more
in each other's embrace
But yet you still shed a tear, fear that
you will never again see my face..."


Icicene looks up at Naomi as she still sings, recognizing the voice as her own, though older and filled with more feeling, seeing as Naomi has experienced love like this through Calankaiana and Heru. Her eyes widen slightly when she sees that it's actually Naomi singing with her, but she makes it discrete enough that neither Asia or Cleopatra notice.

"...I tell you to take heed, soon winter shall
take Gamelion with it,
But even in the iced blasts, your
warmth will keep me it


So do not fret, Selene protect the love
we now have come to share
For when you and I will meet, I know that
you will always be there..."


Asia and Cleopatra clap, as well as Mithridates, while Icicene and Naomi just stare at each other, kinda still entranced by what just happened. Alonsa stares as Naomi in amazement, not believing that she really sounds exactly, if not better then Icicene.
"Well, your Highness, I am going to take these two to the King and Queen, then return to escort you to have fabrics for your new dress choosen, alright?" Asia says as she walk away from her piano thing to take Mithridates' hand, before Cleopatra's.
Icicene nods, and stands as Asia walks out. Icicene turns to put her harp down, waiting until Asia'a footsteps have become faint, before she turns back to face them.
"Who are you spectors? Goddesses? Demons? Nympths?" Icicene asks, finally getting somewhere with Alonsa and Naomi.

Pit 21

Naomi grins as she hears her mom sigh on the other end of the line.
"Are you sure you won't be able to contact me?" her mom asks.
"Yes Mom, I asked Alonsa five times. We'll be fine. We're just going to Mexico City for a week at most." Naomi lies, wishing she could tell her that she's actually going to Ancient Greece,
Her mom doesn't answer for a moment, then Naomi hears her sigh heavily.
"Alright, but call me as soon as you get back. Understand?" her mom finally answers.
"Yes Mom, see you then."
"I love you Naomi."
"I love you too Mom. Bye."
"Goodbye Dear."
The phone goes silent.
Naomi sighs now.
"Everything alright?" Alonsa asks as she enters the room.
"Yeah, Mom just is being a mom." Naomi answers.
Alonsa chuckles.
"That's what moms do, Naomi. They love and worry." Alonsa says as she smiles.
Naomi chuckles, before her smile fades.
"What about Dads?" she asks.
Alonsa's grin fades.
"I'm sorry to say that I wouldn't know. The only Father figure I've ever had is the Lord." Alonsa says, "To tell you the truth, I never really even had a Mother."
Naomi's eyes widen.
To tell you the truth, Naomi has never thought about Alonsa in the light of actually having a family. It's never come up in conversation, so she's never thought about it. Now, as she looks back at the last five minutes of this conversatioin, she feels bad. Alonsa's sigh brings her back to reality.
"C'mon Naomi, time to go." Alonsa says as she walks out the door.
Naomi nods.
"Alright." Naomi says as she follows close behind.
As she follows, she watches as Alonsa's wings appear and spread wide across her back, the orange feathers shinging nicely against the hallway light. Soon the pair find themselves in a closed off room, no windows or a closet, just like a big box. As Naomi steps in, Alonsa closes the door behind them and locks the five (yes, five) locks, before she uses some weird spell to seal the door, making the room tottaly untouchable.
"Alright Naomi, remember what happened before?" Alonsa asks as she turns towards Naomi.
"Yeah, I'll probably be in control of Icicene's body when I get there, so I have to exit as soon as possible, then, like last time, I float there and watch what happens." Naomi answers.
Alonsa nods.
"That's about it."
"Hey, question."
"Yes?"
"Will I be able to make contact with Icicene like I was able to with Calankaiana?"
Alonsa thinks for moment, before answering.
"It's a possibility, but I really don't know." Alonsa answers.
"I guess we'll find out when we get there, right?" Naomi says, smiling.
Alonsa grins.
"That's right."
Naomi laughs. After a moment, the two fall quiet.
"Are you ready?" Alonsa asks.
Naomi sighs.
"Ready as I'll ever be." she answers.
Alonsa nods, before breathing in a deep breath.
"Nympha Somnii, Regina Maeve! Portam Aperiens ad Se Nos Alliciat!" Alonsa chants.
Suddenly, Naomi feels her heartbeat fasten with each word spoken, and her head begins to thud hard, as if a almighty migraine is taking form in her brain.
"Goddess Hera,
God Zeus,
Princess of Sweet Memory,
Allow her to rise,
Take Heed,
Fly,
Unlock the mind,
Awaken, Icicene!" Alonsa chants.
As Icicene's name hits Naomi's ear drums, her body feels numb, and like last, she drops to her hands and knees, breathing hard as her soul begins to travel back. Once again, the world around her begins to fade out, leaving only one known entity in her midst. Alonsa.
"That's right Naomi, open yourself to Icicene's pressence, and travel back, back to the world of Ancient Greece..." Alonsa instructs, her voice fading out, Naomi's world going black.

Ancient Greece
Seleucid Empire
Mesopotamia
206 BCE
Slowly, light begins to filter into Naomi's eyes, the unusual soreness feeling somewhat nostalgic. She sits up to see that she's in a larger then normal bed, about the same size as Calankaiana's had been. Two posters run up the sides of the head of the bed, sheer white fabric hanging beautifully from the tops. She removes the elegant bedding and steps onto the cool white marble, trying to take in the beautiful architecture, as well as the hand crafted furnishings. A vanity similar to one she had had in Egypt sits nearby next to a large standing mirror, encased in silver and more white marble. A white wardrobe sits against the wall paraell to the side of the bed, a familar chest sitting beside it, a lock put fast on it, as if the contents of inside are too sacred to be shared. She turns and looks towards two french looking doors, hidden by silks and sheer fabrics hanging gracefully from the ceiling, swaying swiftly in the small breeze coming from outside. She takes heave to run out to the balcony, taken away by the beautiful scenery. The green, lush forest from her dream looks more lively against the bright sunlight now that she sees it in through real eyes, the marble temples for the great Gods and Goddesses peaking out through the canopy with such distinition that it's uncany. She chuckles and turns back towards the room, seeming to skip back into the colossal room. It's now that she finally realizes that she's in Icicene's body, not her own. Though, since she hasn't yet felt Icicene's pressence, she had tottaly forgotten. She turns and catches herself in the mirror, and sighs, happy to see the same person looking back at her, only wearing a simple white night gown, a shawl like top covering her shoulders. Though, as she looks, she notices that her eyes are no longer hazel, but the brightest of crystal blue, something that she's never imagined herself owning. She looks over at the vanity and glimpes a beautiful piece. A tiara, though not really a tiara truly. It looks like gold leaves, something that reminds Naomi of marble statues of the Gods and Goddesses, with a large, shining emerald encased in the middle. She sighs, happy by the sight.
"My lady, are you awake yet, Your Highness?"
"Yes Asia." Naomi answers.
But it wasn't her that said it. She grasps herself. Icicene somehow spoke out!
Within seconds, the wooden door opens to reveal Asia, Alonsa's second idenity. Still as beautiful as ever as she walks in, a simple dress drapped across her body, revealing her flat stomach.
"LET ME OUT, WHOEVER YOU ARE!" a sudden voice yells from Naomi's core.
Icicene is awake, alive, and kicking,
Naomi uses her knowledge from last time to escape Icicene's body, living her to slightly collapse to the ground, and almost stopping Asia's heart.
"Your Majesty!" Asia yells as she runs to Icicene's side, holding her close as Icicene tries to stand back up.
Naomi looks down to see herself back in her modern outfit, causing her to sigh. Though, until a hard hit to the head takes her by surprise.
"OUFF!" Naomi says as she tumples in the air, before turning to see Alonsa staring her down, "What was that for?!"
"For not immediately leaving Icicene's body like I told you to!" Alonsa yells back, irritated.
They glare at each other for a few moments, before they finally get over it, looking back down at the situation below.
"Your Highness, are you alright?" Asia asks.
Icicene nods.
"Yes, I am fine. Just got dizzy I supose." Icicene says as she stands up straight.
Asia looks concerned for a moment, before sighing.
"Alright, well, it's time for you to get dressed." Asia says as she walks over to the wardrobe, opening one of the large doors, revealing many white outfits.
After a few minutes, Naomi finds herself once again going goo-goo eyed over the beautiful dress her incarnation wears, the fabric the richest of white silks, the top kinda looking like a renisance version of an 80's shirt girls wear nowadays in the modern world. A large gold waist band holds the dress in place, allowing the skirt to flow elegantly over her white sandals. Most of her long, chestnut hair is in a braid, some of her shorter locks braided around her head, slightly above her ears, leaving her signature bangs to hang naturally as they always have. Gold strands tied with metalic beads are braided in with her hair, reflecting any light that comes down on her as she moves, matching her gold, dew-drop earrings, upper arm bands, and carved cuffs. The two last pieces that go on are her beautiful tiara, sitting perfectly on her head, then something that immediately catches Naomi's eye. A choker like necklace, strung with what looks like small emeralds and pearls, is tied around her neck. And, in the middle of the necklace, lays the opal that Calankaiana had worn before her and the same one that Naomi yearns to own.
As for makeup, a simple concealer-like paste is put over Icicene's imperfections, if any, followed by a dim pink lip stain and over exaggerated eye liner, and light green eye shadow, causing a slight smokey eye that compliments Icicene's briliant bright blue eyes. Naomi grins as she watches Icicene get up from the vanity, looking more like a goddess then anything else.
"Dang, I look good!" Naomi says, made happy by Icicene's appearance.
Alonsa laughs, humored by Naomi's fasination with herself.
Though, she stops instantly when she notices Icicene react.
"Princess? What's wrong?" Asia asks.
Icicene glimpses in Naomi's and Alonsa's direction, putting them both on edge.
"For some odd reason, I feel as if someone is watching us." Icicene answers.
Naomi grins with the happiest feelings. Icicene sees her.

Pit 20

"Naomi? Naomi!" Alonsa's voice rings through her ears, causing Naomi to jerk up.
"Huh? What? What happened?!" Naomi yells, confused out of her mind.
After a few moments of Alonsa's shushing, she sighs, knowing now that she just over reacted. She looks around the room to see that she is in the same room as she had been in earlier, though the sun is now showing through the blinds.
"My, you must of had such a dream." Alonsa says as she walks to a chair beside the bed.
"What happened?" Naomi asks.
Alonsa falls quiet for a moment.
"You called out the name that I had used when you were Princess of Greece." Alonsa answers.
Naomi gasps slightly. The dream that she had had of Ancient Greece had been real at one point in history. Meaning that the boy who looked like Heru, must of been real too!
"The boy! Was he the reincarnation of Heru?!" Naomi asks, throwing her arms around Alonsa.
Alonsa is taken surprise by Naomi's outburst, before she sighs, taking Naomi's arms off her.
"If the boy Tharin is who you are speaking of, then I would have to say that you are correct." Alonsa answers.
Naomi sighs, not believing it. So, in the end, Heru and Calankaiana ended up meeting each other again, but as Tharin and Icicene in Ancient Greece. But, for some reason, Tharin had been blamed as a criminal, though she had claimed that he had been innocent. She stands, and a more serious expression takes hold of her face. She surprises Alonsa.
"What is it?" Alonsa asks.
"I want to finish my training with Calankaiana's ability." Naomi states.
Alonsa's eyes widen more.
"What? But you just woke up." Alonsa asks.
"Do not even try, she has made up her mind, Alonsa." a familiar voice says.
The two turn to see Calankaiana sitting in a seat by the bed, in her usual wear of beautiful jewelry and elegant dress.
"Hey Calankaiana." Naomi says, smiling.
Calankaiana returns the same smile, causing Naomi to calm slightly.
"Put up the void Alonsa, I want to see if she can do it yet." Calankaiana instucts.
Alonsa nods, before closing her eyes. Within seconds, the room fades into the familiar void, and Naomi's night clothes change into her beautiful white gown, while Calankaiana's just turns white. Alonsa's outfit takes form of her beautiful dress, her orange wings spreading wide from her back. Naomi takes the moment to look at her own wings, still small and immature, though a few inches larger from the first time she saw them, white as snow, proving that she truly is pure.
"Alright, show me what you got." Calankaiana says, grinning.
Naomi nods then turns away, trying to concentrate. She thinks back to when her Father died, causing the now  forming light ball to spark and light, looking awfully familiar to Calankaiana's original attack. Naomi grins, though trying to keep her concentration as to not lose control again. She turns and looks at Calankaiana, who looks more then surprised by Naomi's control of her original power.
"I need something to aim this at." Naomi says.
Calankaiana looks over at Alonsa, before nodding and turning back towards her.
"Aim it at me, Naomi." Calankaiana says, surprising Naomi.
"What?!" Naomi says.
"Calankaiana is the one that created this ability. If she finds that it's good enough, then you can continue on. Besides, you can't injure her, considering that she's just a spirit that you called upon." Alonsa explains.
Naomi looks back over at Calankaiana, before she responds by nodding solemnly. Naomi looks down, then sighs as she looks back up at her.
"Alright." Naomi agrees.
Without regret, the ball in her hand begins to spark and electrify with Naomi's energy, as flames that seem too hot begin to flame. As she stares down Calankaiana, she feels her body begin to glow a slight red before she winds up her arm like a pitcher.
"SEKHMET LIGHTNING INFERNO!" Naomi yells, throwing the ball straight towards Calankaiana at immense speed.
Calankaiana's eyes widen in shock at the power in Naomi's attack.
...how has she improved this much in such a short time!?...
Within seconds, the attack lands spot on, immediately catching all that surrounds it in flames. Naomi feels her heart skip a beat, worried about Calankaiana as the lightning erupts, striking all around the area. Suddenly, a pressure on her shoulder takes her by surprise.
"How...?" Calankaiana's voice asks.
Naomi turns around to see Calankaiana standing behind her, unscathed by the attack completely.
"What?" Naomi asks.
"How did you master my attack so quickly?" Calankaiana answers.
Naomi's eyes widen in surprise.
"Uh, I don't know, actually. It just kinda became something I could do easily." Naomi explains.
Calankaiana's look becomes the same.
"Incredible..." Calankaiana says, not believing it.
"Wait, so she did it perfectly?" Alonsa asks, not believing it either.
Calankaiana nods, causing Naomi to grin.
"Yes! I did it!" Naomi says, hugging Alonsa tight.
Suddenly, she feels a strange sensation on her back, actually going into her wings. She turns to see that her wings have grown out four more inches, the tips of a few beginning to take on the shade of gold. She stares in aww at the beautiful feathers, not believing what she's seeing. Then, she sees something red out of the corner of her eye. She looks up to see Calankaiana fading, taking them by surprise.
"Calankaiana?" Naomi says.
Calankaiana grins.
"I'm saddened to say that it is time for me to part with you for a while." Calankaiana says, becoming fainter by the second.
"What?" Alonsa says.
"Naomi has mastered my technique, so now I am not needed to be here." Calankaiana explains.
"No! But I'm gonna need you!" Naomi yells.
Calankaiana grins.
"You'll be fine Naomi. Besides, you know that I am always there." Calankaiana says.
"Where?" Naomi asks.
Now Calankaiana takes the opportunity to laugh.
"Naomi, have you not realized it yet? I am you. You and I are the same person, just different times of living is all." Calankaiana explains, "Besides, the next incarnation of us is waiting for you."
"Icicene." Alonsa says.
Calankaiana smiles.
"You had better hurry to her, she will probably be as glad to meet you as I was. Help her to the right path." Calankaiana instructs as she begins her final fade out.
"Calankaiana..." Naomi says.
"I know you will do great..." Calankaiana says before she disappears entirely, leaving Alonsa and Naomi alone in the void.
"I'm gonna miss her." Naomi says.
"So will I, but she was right. You two are the same person, so it's not like she really left you." Alonsa says, grinning.
Naomi chuckles.
"Yeah, I guess you're right. But still, it's bitter sweet." Naomi answers.
Alonsa chuckles this time.
"Yeah."
Naomi turns away, her wings flapping slightly as she walks.
"Where are you going?" Alonsa asks.
Naomi grins and looks over her shoulder.
"Where do you think? I'm going to Ancient Greece." Naomi answers.
Alonsa's eyes widen.
Naomi somehow breaks the power used to create the void, causing her to be back in her pjs. Alonsa gasps. None of the incarnations before Naomi has been able to break any of her spells, especially one of her most powerful ones, which is this. Naomi truly is much more powerful then any of the incarnations before, including Calankaiana. But something still enters her thoughts. If this is how powerful she is with only Calankaiana's ability of the Sekhmet Lightning Inferno, just how powerful will she be once she's attained Icicene's, Hikahime's and and Liliana's abilities, retrieved the mystic gem, found Edmundo's reincarnation, and gained her full wings at 19 years of age?!