Prompt was: Kurt as kick-ass.


Rachel flicked another cigarette off to the side as she hunkered down in her jacket. It was cold, and getting colder. She could kick Kurt for stirring up these absolutely chilling winds.

"You're freezing my wings off," she said into her ear piece. Kurt just chuckled.

"Learn to live with it," he said. "And let it go, let it go…"

Rachel groaned. "You've watched Frozen way too many times."

The sounds of fighting could be heard over their communication devices. Kurt had found the demon pack.

"Shit," said Rachel as she took off to the skies. She glided on the wind, searching for Kurt's location. It didn't take her long, as a lightning bolt came straight from the heavens down to the ground. She could feel the static in the air ruffling her feathers. She plunged downwards, unsheathing her sword. The blade glowed gold as she struck at the demons who had surrounded Kurt. Several were already dead at his feet, but there were many more. She powered energy through the blade and struck at the group. Kurt had summoned mini-twisters, whirling them into the nearby buildings, cracking the cement and brick. Hearing their spines snap where some of the best sounds to Rachel's ears as she loathed the black and red scaled creatures that took so many lives. She sliced through a few of the remaining demons, watching as Kurt froze those near him. She sent her sword through the ice, killing the demons trapped inside. Kurt called forth fire to reign down from the sky, incinerating their bodies to nothing but white and grey ash upon the snow.

Kurt wiped the sweat off his brow. "Thanks." Rachel nodded as she watched him shiver with a chuckle.

"You should have worn a jacket."

"Why should I when I've got you to keep me warm?"

"My wings are not intended to be used as a blanket." She poked a finger in his chest.

"Fine," he said with a sigh. He waved a hand upwards and the skies began to clear. She could feel the sun's rays on her skin and expanded her wings to take it all in.

"Beautiful," she said softly. She opened her eyes with a sigh, looking at the several feet deep snow still lying around New York.

"And I'm sure the city is just going to love this clean up." She took a cigarette out of her pocket and lit it.

"They'll live," said Kurt waving his hand dismissively. "At least it's not as bad as the tsunami."