Nikita Valesta - The Name

Finding Fog was not hard, the hard part was to find Fog in a location where the secrecy would not be broken, but atop a rooftop where Nikita had not set foot in six months since that day... The rooftop was dusty and mostly unused it seemed. There she sat down and whispered for the guardian Fog spirit to come and listen to her.
The Secrets of the Fog, the unnerving swirls in the wind enveloped her and hid her away from prying eyes while Nikita spoke in a hushed whisper.
A secret she carried with her, a secret that she was reminded off every time soneone spoke her human name. Nikita was a boys name in Russia where she grew up, but she would give the secret of her name and the story of why she had adopted it, in return for learning how to call for Aeolus to come and join her in a fight.
The Guardian Fog asked for her story and in return she would be taught the gift, if the story could justify the secret.

"My real name... is Nika. In russian Nika means Conqueror, and while I grew up with my Aunts, the furies of the sept, I was taught and trained and pushed harder and further every day, and my heart bled for them every time I did not meet their expectations, but for a young girl to only be pushed and never be praised, it was too much too soon and I snapped, I began fighting against them - subtle at first, but soon enough the Furies of the Blue Pine had a full force twelve years old rebel on their hands. From my friends in school, I got ahold of things from the west, stories, books, and we even snuck aay to watch movies.. that was when I saw the Television series Codename Nikita about this secret agent girl who would kick ass. I liked her, I liked her attitude and I liked her boyish manners. I adopted the name, in secret at first, but the Aunts soon found out and they were furious that I would spit on my gender and my name like that. Their anger only fuelled my rebellion and soon I insisted on being called Nikita. I dyed my hair to look like her and I dressed like her, while keeping his guys name.
I have grown up, but the name remains. The name I was born with is Nika - Conqueror, but the rebellion, my struggle against the authorities as you saw it. The name Nika reminds me of the time when I was a wagging little puppy that wanted nothing beyond please my aunts and do everything for them to make them proud.
I have grown up, but my real name remains a secret, because it reminds me of who I was and how little I was. If someone calls out my name, I will probably react to it, but it is not with joy - for the girl Nika was living to please others, while the woman Nikita is strong and an individual... and it is Nikita that has chosen to serve Aeolus."

The Fog was pleased and 'kita saw the name swirl around her and she felt her heckles raising, but she kept calm. The Fog saw the truth in her words and the power of the secret, the feelings that the name Nika could still provoke in her.. and when Nikita left the roof, it was with the knowledge of how to call for the Fog to rise