The Blue Phoenix of Arabia

Pierre, her name means; Petra, she is the daughter of a Ifrit, and she wields beautiful blue flames, this woman has only one mission; she is looking for her husband, and these are her journeys.

When Day Breaks

Pierre was walking within the desert of Yondo.

The baking sun did not bother her, for she was a child of fire.

Pierre had now arrived at a village, the place looked very abandoned; there were no people and all the houses were either broken or destroyed.

A person, who was covered from top to bottom in clothes, ran up and took Pierre by the hand.

" What are you doing? " said Pierre, confused.

" Trust me, " said the man.

Pierre and the man were both now in a basement; far away from sunlight.

" You are not human " said the man.

Pierre was surprised by his words.

" I am half-human "

The man, who looked a lot like a plague doctor, now said;

" That explains it… "

" What? "

The man fell silent.

From her palm; Pierre made a light, she could still not see the man's face, but she could see his eyes; the man looked very tired.

" What has happened? Where is everyone? " said Pierre.

The blue fire seemed to calm the man.

" It happened one day; when day breaks, the sun was high in the sky, people went about their day and no-one even knew of the danger that we were in… "

The man coughed; for his throat was very dry, Pierre held forth her sack of water. The man took off his mask and Pierre saw the weary and very pale face of a fighter; who was starting to lose hope.

With his throat moist, the man continued;

" It happened so suddenly, first the animals and then the people… "

The man paused for a moment, almost as if he re-lived the horrible event.

" What happened? " said Pierre, as her curiosity had been piqued.

The man swallowed and then continued;

" It was horrible, they all started to melt, their skin, their face, their very bodies; all of it melted… and then… they all melted into one; a massive ball of human flesh and pain… 'it' looks for new 'flesh' every night… and every day… "

The man paused yet again.

" It talks, that is how it lures people… "

things were quiet for a moment.

" How did you survive? "

The man regained control over his emotions.

" I realized that it was the sun. If the light coming from the sun touched human skin… then it was all over… so, I quickly covered every inch of my body in clothes; and hoped for the best. And the fact that I have not melted; proves that I was right in my hunch "

" It can not be easy living in a desert with all that on? " said Pierre with a smile.

The man giggled, he giggled for the first time; after a long time.

" Yeah " said the man with a smile; " I mostly spend my days down here; far away from the light, far away from the monsters that hunt people "

" Wait. I have been to other villages and none of those people have 'melted' "

Pierre's words filled the man with hope.

" So, it is limited to this area - a faint smile could now be seen on the man's face - that is good… that is good… " said the man with a sigh.

" What is your name? "

The man paused.

" I have forgotten it "

Pierre was not convinced.

" Why won't you tell me your name? "

The man now smiled.

" I want my name to be forgotten… along with this horrible place "

" I see "

Pierre now sat down, she then made a blue campfire.

" I like this color " said the man with a faint smile; " The cruel and evil sun is red, but this fire is blue "

" I would say that the sun is more yellow than red, " said Pierre with a smile.

The man giggled once more.

" Agree to disagree "

Things were quiet for a bit.

" Do you know why the sun has gone evil? "

The man paused for a moment.

" I don't think that it is the sun "

" What makes you say that? "

" You said that you had been to other villegas; and that the people at each village were all unaffected. So, the cause must be limited to this place; the Yondo Desert "

" Why do you look so happy? "

The man had a big smile on his face.

" For there is still hope "

" I see " said Pierre with a smile.

" So, why are you here? "

Pierre's smile was gone, as she had a serious look on her face.

" I am looking for my husband "

" Where did you last see him? "

" Back home. He went out one night and he never came back. I waited and waited, but as you can see; I do not wait anymore "

The man nodded his head.

" What? " said Pierre, confused.

" Your husband must be the luckiest son of a bitch "

Pierre giggled.

" You won't say that; when I find him "

The two of them let out a hearty laugh. That was when a crashing sound could be heard.

" What was that? " said Pierre, as she stood up.

The man looked deathly pale.

" It has made its way down, here… " uttered the man.

The sound of something slimy could now be heard, and the sound was getting closer and closer.

Pierre called forth her flames, and she was ready to fight.

" No! " exclaimed the man.

" Why? "

" Anyone who touches or is touched; becomes part of it. You have to get out of here "

" What about you? "

The man smiled;

" I am tired… I would like to rest "

Pierre thought about it for a moment, she then said;

" Yeah; fuck that "

Pierre took the man's mask and put it back on him.

" What are you doing? "

" Trust me "

Pierre raised her hand and she now blasted a hole straight up to the surface. She took hold of the man and thanks to her fire; she flew up to the ground. To her horror; there were more slimy things waiting; a whole army of them.

" Stay close! " yelled Pierre, as she started to roast as many human-slimes as possible.

Pierre now heard the man cry out, she turned around to see that one of the slimes was sucking the man within.

Pierre saw that there was nothing she could do; that was till she saw the man's eyes; eyes which said;

" Do it "

Pierre now proceeded to roast every single human-slime, all that remained was the smell of human flesh and piles of ashes.

Pierre calmed down her flames, she then continued with her journeys.

The Gate Guardian

Days went by, and Pierre neither ate or drank; she was not sure if it was because she was half-Ifrit, but food and water was not a necessity for her.

She did however, from time to time, drink some water whenever she came across an oasis.

Roc now flew over Pierre.

Pierre looked up at the giant bird, as she looked towards the direction which Roc was flying, she saw it; The Gate Guardian, standing before a massive wall.

Pierre now realized that she was in Qurnah.

As Pierre walked closer to the guardian, both her flames and the flames of the guardian's sword; fired up, as if a battle was coming, but, it never came, the red and blue flames both vanished, for Pierre and the guardian had both calmed down, for the Gate Guardian did not see Pierre as a treat.

" Let me pass " said Pierre, as she stood before the massive gate-keeper.

The guardian did not move nor speak.

" Please "

The guardian now moved aside, and Pierre now walked within Eden.

The garden was beyond words, which is why I have no words to describe it.

Pierre walked around with fear and dread in her heart, she was looking for someone, and if she found him in the garden, then she would have been content.

" Are you lost? " said a woman.

Pierre noticed that the woman was barely wearing any clothes, only mere leaves were covering the woman's body.

" I am looking for my husband, " said Pierre.

The woman was just looking at Pierre.

" What? " said Pierre, confused.

" Follow me "

As they were walking, Pierre noticed some apples on a tree.

" Do not eat the apples, '' said the woman, who talked from experience.

" Are you…? "

The woman just smiled.

Things were quiet, as the two women walked throughout the garden.

" You know, you are the third woman in this garden "

" Who were the first and second? " said Pierre, curious.

" The first became the queen of the underworld, with the fallen angel. And I am the second, and you; the third " said the woman with a smile.

" So, where is your husband? "

" He is with father, the two of them like to play chess together "

" Has your father forgiven you? "

" I can say this much; children fail and try, and the parents try to guide them as best they can "

" I see "

Things were quiet once more, only the holy wind could be heard.

" Where is the snake? "

" He is inside father "

Pierre looked confused.

" The only place to imprison the first deceiver; is inside father's being "

" It does not sound like a prison "

" Perhaps " said the woman with a smile.

" Do you regret what he did to you? "

The woman paused for a moment.

" Yes, but also no. I enjoyed the taste of the apple… I however did not enjoy the punishment… "

" Wait, how are you back in the garden? "

The woman smiled, as she said;

" Father forgives all, it may take some time, but forgives will come for all "

They had now arrived at the spot.

" But " said Pierre, dumbfounded; " These are the gates, why are we back at the gates? "

" Your husband is not here "

Pierre felt hope in her chest, and her flames showed it.

" So, he is alive, " said Pierre, with the hope and love of her heart and soul. But the expression on the woman's face made her worry.

" He is alive… right? " uttered Pierre.

" I can only say this much; this is not the only 'garden' "

Pierre's hopeful flames vanished.

" I see " said Pierre, as she walked out the gates.

She thanked the Gate Guardian, and then; she continued her journeys.

The Curse of Nasnas

Nasnas, creatures who are said to cause instant death with a mere touch.

Somehow, someway; these Nasnas have been able to have children. The children do not look like their parents, but they have inherited their parent's power of instant death.

It is like a King Midas thing; instead of gold, you get death… to be fair, even Midas' golden touch caused death… which means that the two "powers" are kind of similar, the only difference; one causes death and gold, the other; only death.

Pierre was resting at an abandoned desert castle, that was when she heard someone enter.

" Oh, hello there " said a man.

" General Kenobi "

The man just looked at Pierre; who had a smile on her face.

" My name is Nathan… not Kenobi. Anyway, what are you doing here? "

" I could ask you the same thing "

Nathan paused for a moment.

" I am half-Nasnas "

" And I am half-Ifrit "

A look of amazement could be seen on Nathan's face.

" Can you… you wield fire, right? "

Pierre opened her palm, she now made a small blue flame.

" Wow… " uttered Nathan; " It is so cute "

" Cute? "

" Yeah, I mean; you can wield beautiful blue flames… and I can not be near anyone "

" I have heard of the ability of the Nasnas, you can kill any and all with a mere touch "

Nathan solemnly nodded.

" It is a frightening ability "

" With great power… comes great responsibility "

Nathan was now quiet, as he sat down.

" Are you hiding? "

" Why else would I be here? "

" Are you hiding willingly, or, have you been forced out? "

Nathan was quiet.

" Why are you here? "

" I am just resting for a bit "

" Where will you go next "

" I am heading to Beled-el-Djinn "

" The City of the Djinn " said Nathan, amazed; " What business do you have there? "

Pierre was now quiet.

" I am on a mission, and I want advice on what to do next "

" You as well " said Nathan with a smile.

" You as well? " said Pierre, confused; " What kind of mission are you on? "

" I am going to kill someone "

" I don't think that revenge is the way to go "

Nathan giggled.

" You misunderstand, I am not after people, I am going to kill a monster "

" What monster? "

" The Centralian Fire Demon "

Pierre's eyes widened.

Nathan paused for a moment.

" He is not your father… right? "

Pierre giggled.

" No, he is not my father. But, why are you after Surtr? "

" I would have preferred; Balrog "

" Fair enough "

Pierre now noticed something in Nathan's eyes.

" Wait, are you going to kill the fire demon in the hopes that the people will take you back? "

" No " but Nathan's expression gave him away.

" I see, what a foolish mission "

There was now fire in Nathan's eyes.

" Foolish? Foolish?! How dare you! " exclaimed Nathan, as he stood up; " You will never understand, you are a daughter of fire, and me; I am a son of death. Ever since I was little, people have always kept a large distance to me. No-one held me when I was but a baby… "

Nathan paused for a moment.

" I have to do this… it is my last hope "

Nathan now walked out of the desert castle.

" Wait "

Pierre ran up to Nathan.

" How are you going to touch the fire demon? "

" What? " said Nathan, confused.

" Have you even thought this through? The demon wields fire and it is made of fire. Your flesh and skin would both melt and burn before you even got within a meter of the demon "

Nathan's whole world came crashing down.

Pierre sighed.

" Well, I suppose that you could use a child of fire by your side. Let us go "

Nathan smiled, as he ran up to Pierre.

" I would give you a hug… but "

" I know " said Pierre; " I know "

The two of them had now reached the home of the fire demon.

Nathan now cried out in pain.

" What? "

" The ground is hella hot "

" Really? " said Pierre, confused; " I don't feel a thing "

" Daughter of fire… " uttered Nathan to himself.

The two of them looked around.

" So, how do we get him out? "

As Nathan had said that, Pierre called forth her flames, she focused it all at her fist, she then punched straight down on the ground.

" Well… I guess that is one way of doing it… " said Nathan, as the force of the punch made him fall on his butt.

The entire desert now shook.

" He is coming "

As Pierre had said that, the ground cracked open, and out came fire, lava, death and heat.

A massive shadow was now cast over Pierre and Nathan, but that shadow vanished when the fire demon covered itself in its flames.

Pierre also covered her entire body in flames.

" Get to cover " said Pierre.

" What about you? "

" I am going to cool this fire demon "

Pierre now flew into battle.

" So cool… " uttered Nathan, who then ran to cover.

The demon may have had size, but Pierre must certainly had speed. The fire demon could not hit her, but Pierre's attacks did not do so much damage either.

As the battle went on, the entire area, and further, were all being damaged and covered in fire.

" We have to end this, " said Nathan.

" Pierre! "

" What?! "

" I have an idea! "

Pierre flew down to Nathan, and Nathan now told his plan.

" Are you out of your damn mind?! "

" There is no other way, you said it yourself, I can not get near enough to touch its skin "

" There must be another way! " exclaimed Pierre.

With cloth around his hand, Nathan grabbed Pierre's arm.

" Please… I need this "

Pierre just looked at the sincere expression on Nathan's face.

" Fine "

Pierre grabbed Nathan's cloak, she flew high up into the air, the two of them were right above the fire demon's head, and it glared up at them.

" Thank you, " said Nathan.

Pierre was quiet.

" Please, do not blame yourself "

Pierre now let go and Nathan was falling right down towards the demon.

" Get ready to eat death " said Nathan with a smile.

The demon opened its mouth, Nathan fell in, and seconds later, all the fire was gone.

Pierre landed back on the ground. There was no body to bury, so she made a small monument for Nathan. And on the stone she wrote;

" Here rests Nathan; the Death of Fire "

Mount Petra and Beled-el-Djinn

At the City of the Djinn, a mountain can be seen.

This mountain is massive and large; it rivals that of Babel and Olympus.

Atop the mountain sits the Djinn-Rulers, and the Jinn Emperor.

It is the Jinn Emperor, as his title suggests, who rules over all the Djinn.

Beled-el-Djinn is filled with Djinn and half-Djinn.

The place is very lively, there are belly dancers, hookahs, and other kinds of pleasurable activities.

There is even an arena where djinn can go to test their might and worth.

Pierre had not come to the city seeking all the above mentioned things, she had come seeking advice, she wanted to speak with the Djinn of Wisdom; Al-Lat.

Pierre had arrived at the quarter of wisdom, she then said;

" I seek wisdom "

From Mount Petra, Al-Lat flew down.

" I am wisdom " said the beautiful Djinn.

Without skipping a beat, Pierre asked;

" Is my husband still alive? "

Al-Lat fell silent.

" You would not like my answer "

" Tell me! " yelled Pierre, as she lost control over her flames, she calmed down and so did her flames.

" Please… " uttered Pierre, with tears in her eyes.

Al-Lat hesitated for a moment.

" The Jinn Emperor has ordered me not to disclose that information "

Anger could now be seen on Pierre's face, she was ready to fly straight up to the Jinn Emperor himself, but she calmed her flames and emotions, she then asked;

" Why? "

" Because you have two more journeys left, " said Al-Lat with a calm smile.

" Two? " said Pierre, confused; " Why two? "

Al-Lat simply smiled.

" You can't answer "

Al-Lat was quiet.

" I see "

Pierre now took a deep breath, she then said;

" Where do I go next? "

" To the kingdom of Caliph Vathek "

" Why Vathek? Or can you not even answer that question, wisdom? " said Pierre with some venom.

" I can answer " said Al-Lat, calmly; " It is Vathek who knows the 'person'; who has the answer to your question "

" Why did you say; 'person'? "

" You will understand once you reach the Caliph "

Pierre just looked at the Djinn-Ruler, she then walked away.

Al-Lat returned to Mount Petra.

Caliph Vathek

It took days, but. Pierre had finally reached Sarnath, which was the kingdom of Caliph Vathek.

" Halt " said a guard.

Caliph Vathek now noticed blue flames at the gates.

" So, the Blue Phoenix has come at last "

As the Caliph had uttered those words, Pierre was now standing in his courtroom.

Vathek eyed Pierre.

" How disappointing " said the Caliph.

" What? " said Pierre, confused.

" You have small boobs " said Vathek, as he enjoyed big soft melons.

" I don't have small boobs " said Pierre a little passionately; " I have- "

" Below average? " said one of the Caliph's men.

Pierre just glared at that man.

" So, how can I be of service? " said Vathek.

" Where is my husband? "

" That is the wrong question "

" Stop using riddles and give me a direct answer "

Said Pierre, as her blue flames raged a little.

The Caliph sighed.

" I do not know the location of your husband "

Pierre now blasted a hole through Vathek's castle.

" You did not let me finish "

" Then please, do go on "

" I know the one with the answer "

" Who? "

Caliph Vathek smiled, as he said;

" The Red One knows "

The Red One

At long last, Pierre had arrived at the place which birthed her name; Petra.

" At last, you have come "

Pierre now saw what appeared to be a man walking out of the entrance.

The man was wearing armor from the waist down and no armor from the waist up.

" Djinn-King Al-Muharriq " said Pierre with a smile.

Al-Muharriq has red skin, black tattoos and blue eyes.

" I have been expecting you " said Al-Muharriq, as red coloured flames came forth from the ground; " You wield blue, I wield red "

Pierre smiled, as blue flames appeared as well.

" Tell me where my husband is "

" Beat me and I shall tell you "

Pierre now sendt Al-Muharriq flying with a kick in the stomach.

" I hope you know that this means war! " yelled Al-Muharriq, as walls of fire bursted out from the ground.

The battle began, which looked a lot like the one between Zuko and Azula. Now that the mandatory Avatar reference is out of the way, Al-Muharriq decided to enter his Djinn-Form.

Al-Muharriq had the appearance of a colossal draconic humanoid with various monstrous features and arabic style angel wings - in the sense that the wings were very colored.

" I am the Djinn of fire and the underworld, DK Al-Muharriq! "

Pierre was unmoved by the fearsome creature before her, she simply called forth more of her flames as her body was pretty much a blue nova.

Al-Muharriq brought down his enormous fist towards Pierre, she dodged and like Mira; the shooting star, Pierre moved at incredible speeds, she kicked the Djinn-King in the chest, sending him flying straight into a mountain.

Pierre was flying straight at him, Al-Muharriq tried to block with a punch but Pierre flew straight into his fist and she then came out from his shoulder while blowing up his arm.

Al-Muharriq cried out in pain, as he had just lost his right arm.

Al-Muharriq returned to his humanoid form, he was gasping for air. And for the first time in his existence; Al-Muharriq had fear in his heart, he looked forwards and saw a blue phoenix standing before him.

Al-Muharriq gritted his teeth and with a glare he yelled;

" I am a Djinn-King, you damn woman! "

Pierre just looked at the pitiful state of Al-Muharriq, she then started to walk away, seeing that he was not worth the trouble.

Al-Muharriq gritted his own teeths harder, to the point where he almost shattered them, a smile could now be seen on his face.

" Your husband "

Pierre stopped.

" Is with me; in the underworld!!! " exclaimed Al-Muharriq with a joyful tone.

The only thing which could be heard from Pierre was the sound of her blue flames, she then turned to face Al-Muharriq, and the Djinn-King now felt greater fear.

Al-Muharriq tried to run away but he was quickly surrounded by a wall of blue fire, he turned around and Pierre was standing right in front of him, he tried to attack but Pierre effortlessly ripped off his remaining arm. Al-Muharriq fell onto his back as Pierre was now standing over him.

" Mercy… " uttered the Djinn-King.

" Denied " responded; the Blue Phoenix of Arabia. " Any last words? " she asked.

Al-Muharriq realized that he had nothing to lose.

" You have small boobs " he said with a glare.

Pierre merely showed a small smile on her face, her blue flames now intensified as she now pushed down on Al-Muharriq with the force of a blue kilonova.

Pierre sendt Al-Muharriq home, but she had come with him.

Pierre and Al-Muharriq were both now in the underworld; Tartessos, but Pierre's punch had so much force; that they both had arrived at Arali; another level of the underworld.

Al-Muharriq was on the ground, unconscious, the mark of a fist could be seen burned onto his chest.

Pierre, with a heavy heart, looked around, that was when she saw him, her husband coming out from the shadows.

" Pēlēïádēs… "

Husband and wife, at long last, embraced.

" You must leave, you are still alive, " said Pēlēïádēs.

Pierre merely smiled.

" I am alive now, with you, and this is where I shall stay; with you "

Pierre's blue light got dimmer as the surface closed up, but, she did not care, she did not care that she came to the underworld a little too early. She was reunited with her other half.

The light from the Blue Phoenix of Arabia truly illuminated the dark underworld.