The protector

Lion king

Orbs of liquid gold scan over the room as she carefully in such a fluid motion pulls herself softly from the ruined floor, her bare feet pressed into shards of thick glass but not an expression to show any discomfort.

Her flat stomach exposed from under the shirt that fits her like a second skin. Her shoulders strong, she turns her head slowly. Her hand quickly goes to touch her face as she stares at herself in the mirror, her lips part as a surprised gasp escapes from her lips.

Her long brown airs tumbles down her her back in thick waves, Emily staggers back as she keeps her eyes on her own reflection, confusion written right across her features.

The beating of my heart drills in my ears as my palms become incredibly clammy, a stray stand of my hair flops over my eyes.

Her wonderfully unique eyes shine brightly with a light that actually brightens up the room that we all stand in.

My heart strings tug painfully as I stare at her, like a god she shimmers under the sunlight.

She staggers forward, her eyes plastered on my own but my mind is just fully of fog, the leather jacket wearing guys have seem to all line up behind me.

A grunt of harsh disapproval rings out among all of them, her eye fill with a painful look of hurt.

Her face beautiful, a structure with such a look should never frown. Feet filled with heavy lead sit at the bottom of those structures us humans call legs.

Parker stands back as they all suddenly leave from behind me, their steps vibrating on the ground. Lost in my own thoughts as my fingers twitch slightly, the room smells of blood and liquor.

Hit and raw energy still bounds through my bones and make my heat create a painful head ache.

My name breaks me from my trance, it leaves her lips in a panic, her head whips around as they all slowly circle around her.

"Emily." I yell out as they all retrieve their weapons from belts that strap around their waists, an all leather outfit.

My feet hit ground as I move forward, rough hands firmly wrap around my upper arm before I can even bat an eye.

Parker, scar on one side and a man that has never been around before hold me back as I struggle.

Red burning marks form on my skin as I push them away but an iron grip still curls around my arms.

Emily's panicked voice echoes through the casino as a loud scream rips from her throat.

Blood covers her tan skin as her wings spread out behind her, its brightness almost like the yellow sun.

Shards of glass fall from the ceiling as the rest of the dome leaves the ceiling but what tugs on my heart is Emily is the one to destroy the dome.

"Emily!" My throat like sandpaper, burns as I scream her name. Glass cuts apart the hustlers all standing in the circle.

A man with ash hair falls dead to the floor as a massive slab of glass impales him. A startled gasp leaves his mouth before his corpse hits the ground, deep crimson blood covers the floor as his lifeless eyes look up towards the sky.

My back bounces up as I hit the floor with aloud thud, the smack of my head as touch the ground.

A man I once trusted stands in front of me his eyes ablaze with anger as his fists curl into balls by his sides. Parker stands above me, all eyes on down and covered in hatred.

"I trusted you." A voice like a snake, filled with poison venom, it leaks into every word that passes his lips.

His face covered in a brown tan as freckles cover his nose, eyes like hawks and words as sharp as knifes.