PREPARE YOUR BUTTS, THIS IS GONNA BE PAINFUL

The demigod shrieked as Malaika tore her sword from his torso. The demigod dropped to the ground. Another demigod threw herself at Malaika. Malaika pinned the demigod against the prison bars and slit her throat. The demigod gurgled, then fell limp. Malaika released the dead demigod.

"Mlezi, cover me. I'm gonna see if there are any other prisoners," she called to her Guardian. Mlezi nodded and ran after her charge, quickly killing any demigod Malaika shoved aside.

The two ran through the demigod base, dodging attacks from the enraged demigods. Creators hollered their apologies to the two as they fought the demigods.

Malaika skidded down a hallway void of demigods and Creators. Her snowy white wings settled as she slowed her pace, now creeping to avoid calling attention to her location. Mlezi quietly followed, her blue wings bristled in anticipation.

"You traitor!"

The two Creators froze as footsteps quickly approached them. A demigod sprinted from around an upcoming corner, looking behind himself. He ran into Malaika and fell on his butt. He winced and looked up. His eyes widened as he gasped. He scrambled to his feet but Malaika quickly pinned him against the wall.

Mlezi looked up as another set of footsteps grew in volume. An infuriated demigod whipped around the corner and barreled straight at the Creators and demigod. The pinned demigod yelped and struggled to break free of Malaika's iron grip. Mlezi pounced on the larger demigod, effectively knocking him out.

All attention was now on the smaller demigod, and he knew it well. "Please, don't hurt me!" he cried out. "Please, I'm trying to help!"

Malaika narrowed her eyes and extended her wings. "And why should we believe you?" she growled, tightening her grip on the demigod's wrists.

The demigod winced at the painful sensation. "There's one of you in the room around the corner," he breathed. "He told me to run and started fighting Kidogo." He gestured kicked his feet toward the unconscious demigod.

Mlezi jumped at a nearby crash. Malaika glanced at Mlezi before returning her attention to the demigod.

The demigod looked up with tears in his eyes. "Help the kitty, please. He shouldn't be here."

Malaika huffed and released the demigod, neatly folding her wings behind her. "Mlezi, keep an eye on these two. I'm going to investigate what caused that crash," she ordered, not looking at the exhausted demigod.

Malaika set off down the hall and turned the corner. True to his word, there was an open door leading to a large room. Malaika cautiously crept into the room, eyes darting around the room. Her eyes fell on a small winged person laying on his side next to a fallen bookshelf, facing away from her. Her eyes widened when she recognized the soft whimpers.

"Kit!"

Malaika rushed over to the young Creator and knelt down. His hands were pressed firmly against his torso, eyes squeezed shut, tail curled tightly around his leg. He opened his eyes as she turned him onto his back, crimson tipped black wings spread out on the floor.

"Kayla..." he murmured.

"Hush now. Let me see," she said softly.

He whined as she gently pulled his hands away and lifted the bottom of his shirt.

"Oh, kit. What did they do to you?" she breathed.

A large gaping gash was bleeding profusely. He cried out as she lightly touched the edge of wound. Malaika quickly tore off the bottom of her shirt and wrapped it tautly around his torso.

Malaika took a deep breath, then picked up the young Creator. He yelped as the gash suddenly received more pressure.

"I'm sorry, kit," she mumbled. His tail was now resting against his stomach. Malaika adjusted the Creator in her arms before darting out of the room.

She ran up to the demigods and Guardian. "Mlezi," she shouted, "grab the conscious demigod and follow me!" Mlezi's eyes widened at the sight of the Death Alpha, yet obeyed her charge. Mlezi pulled the demigod along as the two Creators ran through the base and out an open door. The two spread their wings and jumped into the air.

Malaika glanced down at the Creator in her arms. His eyes were lidded and he was starting to gasp for breath. Malaika's heart sank as the Creator's movements began to slow, and she pushed herself harder than she had ever gone.

Malaika spotted base camp in the distance. "We're almost there, kit. Don't fall asleep yet."

The Creator in her arms whimpered. Malaika kept her eyes on the camp and ran her fingers through the Creator's brown and silver hair. The Creator feebly nuzzled Malaika and sighed. His eyes closed and he fell limp.

Malaika could have sworn her heart stopped. "Kit!" she screamed as she landed at base camp. Creators stared at her and the Creator cradled in her arms. "I need, I need a healer!" she cried out.

Tears ran down her face as Malaika gently lay the Creator on the ground. "Kit? Kit, wake up," she choked out. "Kit, this isn't funny. Please, just wake up!"

Malaika wailed as Mlezi pulled her away from the Death Alpha. Whispers ran through the crowd of Creators. A Creator of Healing ran up to the Alpha and checked his pulse. The healer slowly turned and looked at Malaika. He shook his head.

"I'm sorry."

HEHEHEHEHE DO YOU HATE ME YET?

Yes, that was Ash and yes, this is likely canon.

S2B3 I think...

So Malaika was one of Ash's closest Creator friends in S2B2. She was also the first Creator to spot Ash after he had been rescued.

Dunno what universe she's from yet, but ayyyy my first female Creators ^_^

Ash really isn't that old here. Only a hundred years old and he hasn't even learned how to fly yet. :D

Hehe