Chapter 7

Remember what I said about blue hair? How freakin' ironic that it would end up being the case. When the prince and I were teleported outside of the fountain, I stretched and sighed happily.

"Another fountain in the bag! Well, let's get going!" Once again, I started marching off, when I noticed the prince staring at me oddly. "…what?" He pointed at my head.

"You're hair…" he said in puzzlement, "it's different."

"Huh? What, there's nothing wrong with my—" something blue fell in my eyes. I went cross eyed and grabbed at it, only to realize that it was my hair. "HOLY SWEET GODS OF THE VIDEOGAMES! MY HAIR!" I turned full circle trying to see what had become of my once blonde locks… they had turned sky blue, and had grown so now it was brushing against my ass. After I was sure that it was real and not some sick joke, I looked at the prince and shrugged. "It's real."

"Naomi… you're hair…" Farah said in almost the same manner as the prince when the three of us regrouped again.

"Yes, I know. I don't know what the flippin' heck is going on here, but someone better step up and tell me soon, cuz I'm getting tired of not knowing what all this Angel business is."

"Angel?" the prince inquired.

"…I never told you about that, did I?"

"I'm afraid you didn't."

"Well, it's not a long story, so go smash that wall down over there and I'll tell you." After the prince had smashed through the broken wall, I briefly explained to both him and Farah what had happened in the first fountain. Niether of them understood either, but hey, at least now we were all on the same page. Once I'd finished explaining myself, we descended down the stairs to the ruins of the ancient palace area thingy.

"Where are we?" Farah asked, gazing around in awe.

"It was said that this palace was build on top of the ruins of an even more ancient one…" the prince elaborated, "I thought that was just a story…"

"Well, I guess it's not. But this place is giving me the creeps!" I was fine until we got to the wide-open area. On the stairs, I'd got this weird cold feeling in my gut. I'd ignored it, figuring it was just the atmosphere of the place. But at the bottom, I nearly freaked. There weren't just any old ruins. There was something about them that was causing my instinct to raise all kinds of hell, screaming as loud as it could at me to get my ass out of there now.

"Hey, are you alright?" Farah asked me when she noticed me sort of lagging behind as the prince moved the stone table thingy on the other side of the balcony to the middle.

"This place…" I muttered. Every inch of my sensible side was shouting, scratching and itching to turn and run. "There's something… not right about this place…"

"You're trembling…"

"I'll meet you two on the other side," I said simply, then spread my wings and took to the air. I have no idea how the hell I knew how to do that right then. I'm betting that it was because of the adrenaline rush that somehow summoned forth the know-how. But I flew. I flew out of the wide-open area, turned the handle at the top to open the gate, flew right past the scarab infested hallway, over the large pit in the next hallway and stopped at the top of the ladder. Although I was itching to get out of there, there was no way I could take the next batch of sand creatures by myself.

I sat against the wall and waited, rather impatiently for the prince and Farah to catch up. It was the longest wait I'd ever experienced. That feeling kept scratching at my insides, sending wave after wave of panic through me, shrieking and begging me to get up and run away, until I started considering going in there and fighting the sand beasts by my self.

I didn't know why I was feeling this way… I had no clue what was so horrible about a bunch of old crumbled ruins that it would make me a nervous wreck. But in the back of my mind, I could sense something sinister about them… I felt vulnerable down there… it was like there was something in there that had sensed my presence and didn't want me there and it was purposely sending these vibes out to drive me away. Well, it was doing a damn good job of it.

I nearly clobbered the prince when he came up the ladder after Farah and practically begged that we get out of there as soon as possible. It took both him and Farah to pry my arms off of him.

"We really need to leave this place!" I exclaimed again.

"Why? What's the matter?" Farah asked. I backed up to the wall and shrunk down.

"There's something bad about these ruins…" I squeaked.

"Then why are you still here?" the prince inquired.

"Uh, hello! Do you see what I see?" I demanded, pointing through the hall into the next room with the Sand monsters. "There is no way I can take all of them by myself!" the Prince stared down the hall into the next room for a moment.

"There don't seem to be very many of them this time around… It shouldn't take very long," he mused.

"Easy for you to say! You've been doing this for years! But you're talking to someone who's never even held a sword before, much less used one!" I exclaimed. He shrugged and started walking.

"Maybe it's time you learned, then." I almost fell over.

"Thank a lot, Prince Charming!"

I had a death grip on the handle of my sword when the two of us walked in. Enviously, I looked back at Farah, whom had her bow loaded and ready. Lucky… All she had to do was hang back and shoot. The prince was a freakin' ATHORITY when it came to sword skills, and here I was, the bumbling sidekick who had little to no experience in combat and who had the fighting ability equivalent to a pineapple. So when the actually fighting started, I kinda freaked. …Ok, I really freaked. …Ok, I ran around the room, screaming like a little girl for a few minutes before remembering the sword in my hand. Then I ran around the room, screaming like a little girl, swinging the sword around aimlessly, taking down everything within radius.

"…I don't even know what to say to that…" the prince stated simply when I'd ended my panic attack and shuffled back over to him and Farah.

"It was rather amusing, though," Farah added.

"Ah, Shaddup…" I grumbled, carefully sliding my sword into my pant leg. …Hey, I had nowhere else to put it! "Let's just get out of here! There's a broken wall over there. Prince, go smash it." He looked a tiny bit annoyed that I had ordered him to do it, but he didn't say anything, and broke through the wall. We went down the hall (stopping for a quick water break at the fountain) and reached a sealed door.

"We'll need to open this door," the prince stated, "Look for a switch." It didn't take us long to find said switch, since it was so poorly hidden behind a bunch of barrels. The only problem was that it led into the Solders' Mess Hall. We were officially out of those ruins, so that little panicking voice had quieted down, but now a new voice had taken its place. This voice was telling me that I needed to hide and figure out how the heck I was gonna defend myself. Immediately when the battle began, I leapt over the small ledge to my right and landed ungracefully on the ground. I huddled in the corner there, hoping I wouldn't be noticed and started plotting.

I wasn't completely defenseless anymore, so the prince and Farah were undoubtedly going to expect me to help to some degree during battles now, other than just running around, shrieking, waving my blade around recklessly. Wow, this would be so much easier if my enemies weren't actually out to kill me! Sighing, I drew out my sword and stood up. Half of me couldn't believe what I was doing, but now wasn't the time for internal debates over common sense and self-preservation. It was time I proved that I wasn't completely useless.

"HEY! BUCKET HEAD! OVER HERE!" I shouted loudly, trying to draw some attention away from the prince and Farah so they would have an easier time. Unfortunately, every single one of them looked at me. Maybe that wasn't such a good idea after all… "Uh oh…" The minute they all turned their focus away from the prince and Farah and on to me, I gulped hard, and my survival instincts kicked in. I ran back down the steps, most of them right on my tail. Luckily, though, Princy came to my rescue and cut down several of them while they're attention was on me. Occasionally, I turned and threw out a few swipes from my own sword, most of which were blocked, but some of them hit their mark. Eventually, the lot of them was cut down.

I sat on the big stone blocks and sighed heavily, wondering what the hell had just happened.

"The next time I do something like that… run me over!" I exclaimed.

"For a novice, you didn't do so bad," the prince encouraged.

"Yeah, thanks… whatever…" My heart was still trying to calm down. "So what now?" The prince put his hands on his hips and took a good look around the upper area of the room.

"Well, I think I see a path to that gate up there… I should be able to climb up to it."

"Good! Then go do it while I lay here and die."

"Naomi, do you think you could fly up there?" I looked at him sideways.

"…Why do you keep asking me that… I keep telling you they don't work."

"You flew out of the ruins, didn't you?"

"…"

"Well?"

"Oh yeah… I forgot about that…" I grinned nervously and rubbed the back of my neck. "Well, I guess I can give it a go." I got to my feet and looked back at my wings. They'd definitely grown. Maybe now they would let me fly. I focused on my back muscles and tried to will them to move. They budged, but not by much. I kept trying. They moved a little more… I tried to forced them into motion… they moved a little more… Now more confident, I kept trying to flap them, and every time they moved a little more… until…

"WHOOHOO!!! CHECK ME OUT! YOU KNOW YOU WANNA BE ME RIGHT NOW! OH YEAH, I'M AWESOME!" It had worked. It had worked! I was zooming through the air right now, shouting joyously at no one in particular. This had to be the most awesome experience of my entire life! It was like being on a roller coaster! No, better than being on a roller coaster! I was doing loops and back flips and all kinds of tricks in the air. It would've been an even better experience if they hadn't been getting so tired. "CHECK ME OUT!" I did another loop.

"You can stop showing off any time and get back down here, Naomi!" the prince yelled at me, but I wasn't listening.

"I CAN FLY! I CAN FLY!" I shouted joyously, my eyes shut. Only too late did I look and see the wall coming towards me real quick. "OH CRAP! OH CRAP!" I tried to break, but I couldn't, and I smashed right into it at full dash. "Owie…" I slid down the wall a few inches before peeling off and falling to the ground. Luckily the prince caught me before I became paint on the floor.

"Are you quite finished?" he asked me, exasperated.

"Ooooowwww… yes, teacher..."

"Good."

Kiri: Yay! Another chapter completed!

Naomi: That really hurt, you know!

Kiri: Well, don't look at me! I didn't make you slam into the wall!

Naomi: Yes you did!

Prince: It was pretty funny, though...

Naomi: (death glare)

Prince: ...uh... sorry?

Farah: So, are we gonna do the FAQ of what?

Kiri: Oh, fine, fine, fine.

Q: What was the deal with the ruins?

A: You'll find out later... much later. Like, sequal later.

Q: there will be a sequal?

A: Well, I'm certainly planning for it. My origional idea was to go through all three games like they were in the actual game, but I may or may not, depending of if this turns into a Prince x OC fic.

Q: Will it?

A: It all depends on my lovely readers. I just wish they would reveiw and tell me!

Q: Ok... whats with the blue hair thing?

A: Once more, Naomi is changing. Her body is going from human to Angel.

Q: That's really cool that she can fly now!

A: You like that, eh? Too bad she can only stay in flight for five minutes right now...

Naomi: WHAT?!

A: Oh, nothing, nothing...

Kiri: Anyways, that's all the time we have for now, so until the next chappy, read and reveiw!