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– KALLIAN LIKED TO THINK THAT SHE WAS NOT IRRATIONAL, NOR QUICK TO RAGE. But seeing that symbol again... apparently that was all it took. Everything they had worked for, everything Steve had died for was a lie. Hydra had lived on anyway. "Get down." She hissed through her teeth. Immediately, Mal dropped to the ground, and that was the second that the guns began to fire. 

Kallian let out a roar, throwing her arms and wings wide. The bullets flew back the other way, as did the men shooting them when the blast hit them. half of them died. The other half struggled painfully to get back to their feet and fight through their lives. Kallian's left wing slammed into the first one that came at her, twisting his spine so hard it broke. two more were thrown into walls with sickening cracking sounds when they were hit with her wings. One ran and grabbed her by the throat, but she just grabbed his too, flipping her body and slamming him into the ground beneath her. he screamed, and she saw blood leaking out from under his back. she rose and slammed her forearm into the head of another, not seeing the man with the rather large gun right behind her as she turned. But Mal did. 

"Look out!" She screamed. She threw her arms out, and a mass of purple and black energy slammed into the soldier, killing him instantly. 

Kallian whirled with shock, not only at the display of power, but at the rush of familiarity that shot through her bones. She knew the feel of that magic. She knew it almost as well as her own. Before anything else could go wrong though, she jumped forward, hugging Mal close to her body and they shot straight up the stairs and through the barred door, Kallian's wings shielding them as they did. They landed on the warm ground outside with a thump -- wherever they wer, it was sandy and sunny as hell -- and Kallian twisted immediately to throw her hands out at the bunker. Her power collected inside... and blew it to hell. Mal gasped, and for a moment, they both just lay there, observing the destruction as they regained their breath. Then Kallian remembered what had her so shocked, and turned to the girl next to her attentively. "Are you okay?" That was the most important thing. The other questions could wait. 

Mal nodded, her eyes still wide. She looked around disbelievingly, but there was a glimmer of hope in her expression too. "You saved me. I... I'm really out." Kallian nodded, and before she knew it, Mal had thrown herself forward to hug her tightly. She returned the embrace with a small smile, her wings pulling gently around the girl too. "Thank you."

"Of course. How could I not?" When Mal sat back, Kallian looked over the girl's face carefully. There was something familiar about those eyes. 

"Mal," She said after a moment. "Who are your parents?"

The girl's eyes turned downwards. "I don't know. I was in the foster system before they took me. For as long as I can remember."

Kallian nodded slowly. She didn't say anything, but she knew. A strange occurrence from about fourteen years ago finally made sense now. Everything clicked into place. Including the reason Mal had been able to call out to her. And then a thundrous sound rumbled across the sand. Kallian turned and was shocked to see the Bifrost retreating from the Earth's surface, four figures standing where it had just been. Sif and the others. Oh no. Something bad must have happened for them to be here in spite of Loki's orders, and for a second, Kallian regretted not getting a handle on the situation sooner. Loki, what did you do? Then Kallian followed their gaze to a small town a short distance away. Thor. He must be there.

Mal's voice broke her from her thoughts. "Kallie? Who is that? What's happening?"

"Those are friends of mine." She replied, hoping to reassure the girl. "I'm not sure exactly what's going on, but we'll find out soon enough." Catching the nervous look on Mal's face, she reached out to gently grab her hand. "Hey. I'm going to protect you, alright? I promise. I'm going to keep you safe. Do you trust me?"