Black Fire Djin

Preconceived ideas always get in the way of reality. When a portal opens in the corner of your room, you expect it be oval or round not torn away like something blasted through jagged rock but there it was and within it stood the most beautiful of creatures. I dare not say man because this was no human.

He stood at least 6 and half feet tall with skin blacker than night with a violet sheen. He was sheer muscle, trim without looking like a body builder. There was not a hair on him. He looked like he was made of volcanic glass. His nose was straight and his chin squared with lips neither full nor thin. His cheek bones were high and chiseled enough to be masculine. The squared jaw gave him an almost delicate appearance had he not appeared to be made of rock. His eyes were the things that captured you. The whites were dark gray and the colored portion so black you would not have noticed the pupil had it not appeared to flicker with black fire.

He reached out on hand to me and I was compelled to walk to him but not stupid enough to cross into the portal. His hand took not my hand but the back of my neck. I was surprised by its coolness and then he kissed me. Make no mistake of passion nor desire or even affection. The kiss was perfectly chaste and I felt a fire entering my body of a physical type. My entire body was heating up as he released me from his kiss and touch.

I looked at my arm and gasped in both horror and fear. My skin was burning off my muscles, curling up at the edges where it cracked and flaked off to the ground where it disintegrated. “What have you done to me,” I gasped, my voice now husky and rasping. I was burning from the inside out.

“I have repaired you,” he stated with no emotion.

I looked once more at my arm with fear and found marvel instead. My arm was now as hard looking as his but a beautiful violet red color. Every part of my body was hardened to the eye but flexible to my feeling and movement. I was young again but something else indeed. “What am I?” I asked.

“You are Red Fire Djin as I am Black Fire Djin.”

It was only then I noticed the world he stood within and that it was on fire with black flames edged in molten silver. All around the periphery huge black crystals rose and a throne made of them completed the arc. He sat on the throne and lounged. “Don't worry,” he purred, “They will never see the difference. They only see what they expect to see.” With that the portal closed.