A Strange New World [Chapter XVI]

[Miracle]

Miracle raised an eyebrow at the sudden switch in the conversation, which gave the High Priestess the feeling that something was wrong. The next thing to come to the child's attention would be the rise in temperature as the room slowly became hotter, and hotter with each passing moment. Why was she asking if she wanted something to eat? If anything she should be doing something about the heat in the room. Not trusting the person sitting across from her, Miracle shook her head no.

[Kragen]

Miracle wasn't taking the bait, Trevers slapped herself mentally as she should have known she wouldn't. As if to appear more intimidating the agent leaned forward in her chair as she spoke barely above a whisper. "Listen, this is how this is going to work-" But she would be unable to finish her sentence as the door came open and Agent Morrison could now be seen at the doorway. "The interrogation is over, Trevers." "What do you mean it's over?" "We just got word from the President. He wants Miracle released and brought to the White House immediately." "The President?" "Have her brought to the front ASAP."

Morrison left, closing the door behind him and leaving a rather irritated Agent Trevers behind. Her demeanor quickly changed however and she was back to the calm, almost cold, demeanor that FBI agents has been known to have as she stood up from her seat and motioned for Miracle to follow her. "Looks like you've been sprung."

[Miracle]

"Why are you whispering?"

Miracle would never get her answer as the door of the interrogation room was opened and she saw Agent Morrison standing at the doorway. She smiled and waved towards the agent but received no response from him as he soon left after telling Trevers their chat was over. The High Priestess then proceeded to follow Trevers all while wondering what this "president" wanted to see her about. Hopefully he or she would prove to be far more reasonable in this situation than the agents have been. Noticing Trevers tone of voice as they reached the door Miracle couldn't help but say:

"You sound disappointed."

[Kragen]

Trevers didn't respond to the child while opening up the door and leading Miracle out of the room and to the exit of the FBI building where Morrison and Mcneil were waiting to take Miracle to the nearby airport where a private jet was waiting to take her to Washington DC. Trevers didn't have to say anything for Morrison and Mcneil to sense her aggravation as the two took Miracle off her hands. "Have you ever flown before?" asked Morrison.

[Miracle]

"It was nice meeting you."

Miracle waved Trevers off and got a few glances from some of the workers in the building before turning back around to face Morrison and McNeil. It seems no matter what, the two of them weren't too far behind. Made her wonder if they were the two who ran this place. Before she could ask however Agent Morrison would ask a question of his own.

"Yes, as a matter of fact. Why do you ask?"

Miracle could remember the day she first met Yuna and rode on the back of her summoned monster Valefor. That childish smile of happy memories soon turned into a regrettable frown as she reminded herself that Yuna was an outsider that sooner or later she would have to eliminate her like all the rest.

"How far away is this President of yours?"

The High Priestess was hoping to get this over with as quickly as possible so she can return home. She didn't want to think about what kind of impact were rebounding in her own world right now by her presence existing in this one.

[Kragen]

Agent Trevers didn't respond, she just kept walking until she was out of sight while Agent Morrison answered Miracle's question. "One thousand and forty six miles. We'll be taking a private jet that's ready for you at the airport." The two agents escorted Miracle out of the building and back into the car, this time making sure the child was strapped in before entering and starting the car up. They drove down the road and then pulled into the parking lot of the local airport, helping Miracle out of the car and then leading her towards the helipad where a red and silver jet was waiting for take off. The jet stairs lowered down giving the three easy access to the inside jet as they approached it. "Ladies first."

[Miracle]

One thousand and forty six miles. Unfortunate. Miracle had hoped it would be closer but it looked like they had a long road ahead of them.

"I hope you packed enough food."

But then there was a matter of a private jet?

"What's a jet?"

Wait, they were taking her back to the demon again. She froze at the entrance of the monster and took a deep breath before entering and allowing Agent Morrison to strap her in. On the road to the airport, Miracle kept herself distracted by remembering several bible verses that always gave her comfort when she needed it most. The demon came to a stop and then she was led to what appeared to be some strange metal bird with a flight of steps actually inside it's body.

Miracle looked back at the two agents when Morrison said "Ladies first" before looking back at the metal bird and performing another quick prayer. Cautiously, as to not test the Lord, the High Priestess ascended up the steps and entered the inside of the bird which by the look of things worked in the same matter as their demons on wheels. Was this thing a demon also? Miracle waited to see if the two agents would be following her in or if this was a flight she'd be taking alone.

[Kragen]

Agent Morrison and Mcneil both followed Miracle into the private jet as the door was folded up and the jet was ready to go. The agents led Miracle near the back of the jet and into a seat as the pilot was given the order to fly and soon enough the jet took off into the air on the way to the capital of America. Morrison took a seat next to Miracle's place by the window an Mcneil sat down in the seat across from them. Neither one of them knew what the President wanted with the child but that was not their concern. Their only concern was arriving to Washington DC safely, from there it would be the President's decision what course of action to take next.

[Miracle]

Miracle looked out the window next to her in fascination as the city below got smaller, and smaller, and smaller until everyone down below looked like ants. It was even more impressive to witness than riding on Valefor with Yuna back in Hallowton. This metal bird actually allowed for you to enter inside of it and enjoy the flight from the inside. Miracle frowned, this kind of thing could only be a demon surely? In an attempt to get her mind off of it she decided to strike up a conversation with the agent sitting next to her.

"So, what is this President of yours like?"

She figured it would be a good idea to gauge what kind of person she was about to meet so she could be prepared to either deal with a stubborn person or a more open-minded leader. Naturally the High Priestess' hopes were for the latter.

[Kragen]

Neither Agent Morrison nor Agent Mcneil answered the child's question. They both chose to remain quiet for the majority of the flight until the jet near the capital of DC and headed for the landing zone near the White House itself. "You are to address him as "Mr. President" unless instructed otherwise by him. There are to be no questions. Answer his and everything will go smoothly. From there it will be up to the President to decide what to do with you."

The jet landed and the stairs door came down as Agent Morrison and Mcneil led Miracle out of the jet and into the hands of Secret Service who would escort Miracle to the President from here. Morrison and Mcneil looked on until Miracle was out of sight then they both returned to the jet. Secret Servicemen led her to the front of the President office where a woman was working behind the desk and then signal that it was clear for Miracle to go in.

[Miracle]

Finally, after all the buildup, Miracle was in the oval office of the country's leader. The same leader who ordered for her release and delivery to this very place. For what reason she did not know, but she had faith that the President would be aware of the same urgency of the situation that she was. And that was, she did not belong. Miracle walked over to the desk near the end of the room, eying the paintings found near the left and right of it before looking down to see an eagle with a shield of red and white stripes and a field of blue with stars on it. It matched the flag standing to the left of the desk she was now facing but she couldn't find the President anywhere...

[DC Comics]

President Obama entered into the room through the door that led to the outside and smiled towards Miracle in greeting as he made his way over to the desk.

"Good afternoon! Please, make yourself feel at home."

Obama took a seat behind his desk and began looking at some papers before bringing his attention back on the girl from a mystery world unknown.

"My name is Barack Obama and I would like to welcome you to the United States of America. I hope the FBI haven't roughed you up too badly," he finished jokingly.

[Miracle]

Miracle turned to where the President entered and smiled back in greeting.

"Good afternoon! Please, make yourself feel at home."

"Good afternoon. I'm Miracle."

The High Priestess walked over to the nearby couch within earshot of the President's desk and took his offer to make herself feel at home as she sat down at the end of the couch on the right-hand side.

"My name is Barack Obama and I would like to welcome you to the United States of America. I hope the FBI haven't roughed you up too badly."

"Oh no. They were very polite. And thank you. But if I may ask, why have you summoned me here?"

[DC Comics]

Obama was glad to hear there was no trouble with the FBI. Upon hearing the child's question the President looked up from his papers and back to Miracle who was seated on the couch to answer:

"Uh... in addition to there being no reason to hold you, the tower on our border is a matter of some concern, as you no doubt know. Both the U.S. and countries all over the world would like to know and understand more of what we're dealing with before we proceed further. I, the country and the rest of the world would appreciate any and all assistance you can offer us in this matter."

[Miracle]

As the FBI agents before him he wanted to know more about the tower, and like the FBI agents before him he would soon find out that Miracle would not answer a vast majority of his questions on this matter but before she opened her mouth, a thought occurred to her. If the tower was destroyed in one plane it would be the same for all. Perhaps she would be able to have the tower destroyed without having to lift a finger of her own and she would be able to reserve what little of Aircano she has remaining back home.

"It's in your best interest to send me and any like me back through the tower and destroy it."