A Strange New World [Chapter XVI]

[DC Comics]

Obama stood up from his chair and walked over to the couch opposite of Miracle and took a seat, wrapping a leg around the other and bringing a hand up to his face, now eye to eye and equal with the child so they can have a more personalized discussion.

"What threat does the tower pose to us if we fail to comply with your recommendation?"

Obama was going to need a lot more information before he made any decision in favor of reserving or destroying the tower. Hopefully Miracle would be able to understand that and tell him what he needed to know. It was never a good idea to go into anything blind.

[Miracle]

Miracle thought about his question looking for the middle ground where she could explain how serious things were without disclosing any information that would only hurt both their worlds in the process. At the end of the day the High Priestess was certain he would not get the information he wanted but she would answer his questions to the best of her ability nonetheless.

"Death."

Began Miracle in a morbid tone.

"Death awaits all who meddles into affairs where they've no business in. I was never meant to see your world, nor you mine. We were separated for a reason; order. Failure to maintain that order will result in chaos for both our worlds."

[DC Comics]

This was unlike any threat to their nation's National Security that America has ever seen and even after Miracle's words the President was still unsure on how to proceed but one thing was certain. Caution would be the best course of action when it came to handling matters concerning the tower. Some wouldn't agree, Republicans in particular, but that was the beauty of Democracy. You didn't have to.

"You said we were separated. Separated by who?"

[Miracle]

"I cannot say."

Her lips was sealed. She probably has already said too much to this man and she didn't want to push her luck any further. The High Priestess thought about Aircano and Crystal City, two related incidents that made Miracle question everything she did. Question right and wrong, good and evil. The child of Yahweh would not allow anything like that to happen again. Never again.

"I cannot and will not answer any questions that threatens the imbalance any further."

[DC Comics]

From what Obama could tell Miracle appeared to be very mature for her age. As if she was denied a childhood and forced to grow up too fast, possessing the voice of a leader. He could understand and respect her unwillingness to share details that may put her own world and people at risk but unfortunately it did the people of his country little good.

"What else can you tell me?"

[Miracle]

Already Obama has shown to be far more reasonable than those who came before him but Miracle could still sense the disdain in his voice at the lack of answers she has provided for him and his countrymen. She wished she could tell him more but God would surely punish her with another tragedy if she did, so the High Priestess remained silent.

"I'm sorry. There is nothing more I can tell you."

[DC Comics]

"I understand."

Obama sat up from the couch and headed back to his desk.

"Thank you for your time and cooperation. For now I cannot permit you access to the tower but I do have someone who is willing to provide you a place to stay until we can return you home. I believe the two of you have already met."

[Kragen]

Right on cue the door to the president's office that Miracle had gone through opened up, and in came Doctor Wallace flown all the way from New Orleans at the president's payroll. Something he never thought would happen all his life. Doctor Wallace offered Miracle a smile as he spoke, "Good to see you in good health, Miracle. Mr. President." He bowed his head in respect. "By the president's good graces I have a chopper ready to take us back to New Orleans when you're ready. You can stay at my place for as long as you need."

[Miracle]

Miracle raised her eyebrow in curiosity at President Obama's statement, naturally fearing the worse from it and assuming that someone else she knew from Genesis was now here in this 'America' but that frown soon turned upside down into a great big smile as she saw Doctor Wallace come through the door. Overfilled with joy at the first familiar and friendly face she's seen all day, the High Priestess jumped up from her seat and gave the doctor a hug.

"Doctor Wallace, it's so nice to see you."

Miracle quickly regained her composure however and pulled away, readjusting her robes before looking back to the president.

"Thank you."

Facing Doctor Wallace she said:

"I'm ready to go."

[Kragen]

The doctor was caught off guard by the sudden embrace by the child but happy for it all the same as he hugged her back. "It's nice to see you too, Miracle. Well if you're already set then let's not waste any time. My wife would love to meet you." Doctor Wallace gave another nod to the president. "Thanks again." Before leading Miracle out of the oval office and to the helipad where the private helicopter awaited them. "You know you're quite fortunate. Many kids your age would kill to meet the president. How did you like him?"

[Miracle]

Miracle said her goodbyes to President Obama and then followed Doctor Wallace out of his office and to the helicopter. Another frown appeared on her face as once again she would be forced to endure something unholy just to travel from one point to the next. How did people in this world put up with flying and riding demons every days of their lives? It couldn't be good for their souls. A look of surprise then overtook the High Priestess young features at what Doctor Wallace said next.

"Kill? Why I'd never."

What purpose would killing another bring just to meet someone? That didn't make any sense at all. Miracle decided to let it slide for now in order to answer his question.

"He was nice. Also a lot more reasonable than the FBI agents who took me out of the hospital. I trust you know by now though I'd much rather be brought to the tower to go home. In that regard he was no different from the others but I understand his hesitation to act."

[Kragen]

Doctor Wallace looked confused at Miracle's reaction. She never heard the expression before? Either the child came from a very different world than their own or she lived a more shelter life than their own religious kids right here in America. "I didn't mean literally kill to see him. It's an expression to indicate how badly some would love to meet someone famous." Now that that was cleared up Doctor Wallace listened to the girl's reply while they entered into the helicopter. "He's certainly is a breath of fresh air after the last man we had in office." He motioned her to the back of the helicopters near the seats on the right side, they faced a row of seats to the left both having room for at least four each. "Be sure to buckle up once you're seated."

[Miracle]

An expression, breath of fresh air after the last man, buckle up? Miracle looked at the helicopter seats in the back wide eyed as she remembered how much trouble she had just trying to get the backseat seat belt in the last vehicle she rode in on and this one looked to be even more complicated than that. Both scared and embarrassed, the High Priestess turned back to the doctor, awkwardly twirling her fingers in her violet hair and said:

"I don't know how."

[Kragen]

Doctor Wallace scratched his head. "You don't know how to put on a seat belt?" He dismissed it as another clash of culture and helped Miracle down in her seat and strapped her in, showing her how to do it and then repeating the process for himself across from her before the helicopter took off into the air for New Orleans. "Don't worry you won't be in many helicopters, I don't think."

[Miracle]

Miracle took deep breaths in order to relax herself but then the bird demon bellowed and ringed through her ears and the loud propeller noise coming from above plagued the High Priestess' mind with a split headache as she found it harder and harder to concentrate on anything. Even her own thoughts.

"Make it stop!"

She pleaded as both her hands were clamped to her head and ears to try to drown out the noise but she could still hear it regardless.

"Please! Make it stop, I can't take it!"