Issa stared down at the camp. He then shifted his gaze to his father. His family had become devoted christians, therefore him being a Jinn is the same as him being a demon.
"I am sorry that I have burdened you. When I am of age, I promise that you will no longer see me," he said as he exited the vehicle. Then he turned to the camp and sighed. He did not turn to watch his family speed off as they left him. Issa lifted his backpack onto his shoulder and looked around for someone. Seeing no one he followed the voices to a firepit. He dropped his bag to his feet and sat down staring at the fire. It reminded him of his ancestry. Ancient Jinn took form as a smokeless fire.
"If only I took that form..." he whispered to himself.