Thread: Escaping the Siege (BurningWillows & Rskde)

The group had taken shelter in an already abandoned building when the sound of tanks could be heard in the distance. While some of them could easily escape the city within minutes, it was the younger ones in the group they stayed behind for. They had a few whose powers had not grown in yet, and a few that did not have the power to escape. And for that reason Kaia had stayed behind not because she cared about these pitiful beings, but because she was tied to her opposite, bond to a beautiful brunette who cared for most beings. Nahla was an Arabic beauty, but moreso a powerful jinn. She seemed to have a generous heart too, refusing to leave the weaker supernaturals behind. And if she stayed, Kaia had no choice but to remain, even begrudgingly. Can you help me with this? Nahla purred to her companion, making her stomp over, Chin up shaytan , I'm not asking you to scoop camel droppings. I simply need you to hold this gauze while I clean her wound. Kaia sighed, holding her hand out in a annoyed manner as Nahla placed gauze in her hand then turned to the sniffling five year old who had skinned her leg running. It wasn't overly bad, but it was bleeding, making the girl well up with unshed tears. Thank my Lord I cannot bear children, Kaia huffed, rolling her eyes, My Nahla, we should not be here. We should move along. Hush shaytan, we cannot leave these beings behind. Kaia just let out another annoyed sigh, but closed her mouth. This was what she got for that one drunk night in Persia, almost a century ago. She had woken in a bed of silks, and turning over found a very cute, very naked brunette curled under the sheets. At the time she had thought nothing of it, but now...now there were days she regretted being reckless, while other days she thanked her stars she had. That tiny brunette had been Nahla, a very sexually curious jinn, who had bonded to her that night. From what the genie had explained, her kind often bonded or attached themselves to one being, guarding them for the remainder of their life before moving on. And Kaia was a demon, a being of Hell. The unfortunate part of this was that Kaia was immortal, nearly unkillable...meaning Nahla was her new sidekick for life. And the concept of three wishes was a mere lie. Genies were more like guardian angels, watching their wards, manipulating the world around them when they felt it necessary. Nahla would always watch out for her demon ward, and in turn Kaia had grown to watch out for the vulnerable jinn. They were a team. A pair. A pair that enjoyed each other now and then. They weren't exclusive though. After a century with her, they both could agree they liked to branch out, meeting others while never leaving each other. Nahla mainly dated men, her only female experiences were with Kaia. And Kaia cared little for the sex, as long as their tongue felt good against her cunt. Stop thinking about sex. Now is not the time. Nahla finished bandaging the little one and sent them on their way before turning to say something to Kaia. As she opened her mouth though a sudden bang sounded loudly as the front doors crashed open, making the small group quiver. They were hiding in a back storage room, out of sight of the main foyer. Kaia stood near the door, her normally blue eyes turning black as night as her demon powers surged. Kaia had the power of telekinesis, able to move things at her will. It came in handy for the most part, except when she was blind to the enemies approaching, unable to hit them with anything without seeing them first. Nahla could help with that though. One second she was standing next to her, the next she became a dark smoke, her clothes and flesh fading into the dark cloud as it slid under the door, going to inspect the situation. No one would see her as long as she kept to the shadows, invisible to the human eye. Within minutes she has returned, looking a little confused. They don't seem to be Canadian, she whispered, I saw American badges. But we've seen many a war where they faked it, Kaia added, Do they look threatening? No, they are looking for us though. I think they are here to help. We will see, Kaia growled, opening the door, Stay here Nahla. Watch them. I will handle this. Be careful shaytan. Call if you need me. I always do. She slid out, closing the door with the softest of clicks before tiptoeing down the hall towards the main foyer. Her eyes turned back to blue, hiding the demon within her as she mustled up her hair a bit to look frazzled then started running in, making her breath sound labored. Oh my goodness, she fell into the closest man's arms - jeez, these guys were all hot - as she pretended to swoon, Thank god your here. Please help me. There's a nasty werewolf in the back room. It wanted to killed me! It was a test, nothing more. If these men were Canadian, they'd go in there guns ablazing and try and shoot down the imaginary werewolf, and Kaia could easily kill all of them before they blinked. If they were American they would hesitate, not wanting to kill an innocent supernatural unless it was actually violent.