He stood at the foot of her bed, his dark hair plastered to his pale forehead from the rain outside. The angel crossed his arms across his chest as his wings twitched quietly. Watching her had always been his job, but he wanted more. How could God give him this mission, to protect her from what was to come, if there was no way to warn her, to protect her from herself?
At least not yet, Leon, Came the whispering thought of Michael, the Archangel.
What do you mean? He shot back, turning to look out the window at the stars.
The biggest challenge has yet to come. She'll be kidnapped and you cannot stop it. This must happen, Michael’s voice had taken the double-tone of an order for the last.
Yes, sir,he replied gruffly, unable to deny his leader.
Don't fret so, dear friend. She will be all right. I'll be with her for those few days, if it will settle your mind. Also, for an added bonus, you may kill the human after he has done his job, Michael said simply and left Leon the rest of his instructions.
The angel nodded to himself and stepped closer to the sleeping female and kissed her forehead, leaving his mark of protection, before leaving.
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Your Guardian Angel
Teen FictionMira has woken up inside a small concrete prison. There are no windows or doors. Even though there are no entrances, a young man, about 17 has been able to come in. She can't see his face, and yet, she trusts him with her life. He has promised to ge...
