An Assistant in MutinyMature

Dmitriy was sat next to Noel, drawing circles on the back of her hand with the tip of his finger. He couldn't help his smile; it was such a relief to know that she felt the same way he did.

"Who was that, that Kat was with earlier?" Noel asked, looking up at him.

"The little bastard she used to love. And still does, I think," Dmitriy responded, his smile turning into a scowl.

"You 'think'?" Noel almost laughed. "She obviously does, Dmitriy."

"You think so?"

"Oh, I know so," she grinned.

Dmitriy couldn't help but laugh a little. He rolled his eyes at himself and carried on circling her hand.

"What's it like, being a djinn?" she asked.

"Well, it's different according to gender mainly but it's pretty cool. You can control fire, within a certain radius. Some djinn serve as protective guardians over humans, or even our children. There are those within colonies that have the ability to make flesh regrow over old bones, and even some that can change their form, though it is a very rare ability. Telekinesis and the reading of minds are more common abilities, though mainly among the women."

"What are the gender differences then?"

"Well, all the women are capable of changing or erasing memories--"

"Is that what Kat meant?"

"Yes, but the problem is that when memories become long term, they have usually become associated with other parts of life, the future in most cases, so when they get erased, the person usually ends up with huge chunks missing from their life and they find they've missed long periods of time, often many days at a time."

"How do you know this? Are you secretly a woman?" Noel joked.

Dmitriy laughed. "No, Kat's explained it to me over time."

"And what about the men? What are they capable of?" she asked, almost serious.

"Not much really, physical things mainly; you know, prowess in battle, a wider radius of control, et cetera."

"And you?"

"Well... My ability hasn't manifested yet," he said, quite despondently.

"Oh, why not?"

He shrugged. "I don't know. I'm twenty-two now, it's about sixteen years late."

"That's... a long time," Noel said quietly.

"Yes, it is. I don't if it ever will but I'll find out, I suppose."


Kaito was still incredibly suspicious of Silena, though he was coming round to the thought of her. He wasn't sure whether she was genuine, but she seemed it.

As he walked back to his residence, he wondered where Kat was.

"She left, with some vampire," said a soft voice. "If it was, in fact, Ekaterina Kolesnikov you were thinking of."

"Mary Ann," Kaito said, stopping and facing the whore that had raised him from infanthood.

"I found you, Kaito," she said with a slow smile.

"I knew that you would."

"And how are things going, with our dearest Kat?" Mary Ann asked with false sincerity. "I hear the two of you are back together."

"Why are you here, Mary Ann?" he demanded.

"To help you kill the king, of course," she whispered conspiratorially with a slow sadistic smile.

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