A night witch about to join the angels

The smoke was thick. It stung her eyes and choked her breath, but Evnika kept screaming. "Begi! Spasaysya!" she yelled in Russian to her pilot, pleading with her to flee. The pinned navigator couldn't see if her friend had made it to the treeline, but she kept yelling in case the other woman was having second thoughts.

Beyond the crackling flames, she heard the shift in pitch as the Messerschmitt circled back, but what happened next Evnika could not have expected. Silence fell around her like a blanket, smothering the roaring flames, the screeching fighter, and even the howling wind. The only sound the trapped woman could hear was that of steel boots approaching. Evnika squirmed against the bi-plane pinning her down, but only managed to see the advancing figure when it was right on top of her. The shape was barely lit by the choking embers, but Evnika could clearly see the feminine curves, and the large wings glistening like armor in the fading flames.

The unknown woman knelt beside her and kissed her deeply, sucking the smoke from Evnika's lungs. They talked for a time; though the navigator was never able to remember much of their conversation except that she answered all the questions honestly. And then the strange woman with wings of steel curled a gauntleted yet slender arm under Evnika and lifted her up.

Evnika's eyes shot open. She was still in the rubble. Had the metal maiden been a dream? Somebody was trying to drag her.

"Bloody hell, lass, you got limbs or what?" a woman asked.

Dust and chunks of wood stirred as Evnika began moving under her own power. No, this wasn't her crash site. She was in a dwelling of some kind, not a forest.

"Finally," said a frowning face that took up most of Evnika's view. She was pale and pleasantly speckled with freckles. "We've got to get a move on." The woman scowling at her wore a leather aviation hood complete with goggles resting on her brow. Curls of bright red hair poked out from her leather headgear; they wagged merrily as the woman turned her head in response to a distant roar and ominous thumping. "They'll be here soon."

Dizzily, the disoriented Russian navigator was helped to her feet. She barely looked at her surroundings before her hands immediately snapped to her breasts and crotch. One other thing had changed since the crash. She was completely naked!