You guys ready for another adventure? I sure am! Come with me on this wild imaginary journey. I promise you won't be disappointed. And so begins the first chapter of Guardian...
Ch 1
This story isn't about me. Nor is it a tale that is filled with happiness. If you're expecting a fairytale then you should quickly switch out and jump to another story. No, this isn't about me at all. I don't fit into the equation. I'm obsolete, nonexistent, as it should be.
It's about her. It's always been about her.
It was just like any normal day. The sun had risen and people were waking up to the sounds of their alarm. Everyone in the city of Lima was getting up to do their morning rituals, with the exception of one. That said person was still asleep, tucked away in her nice warm bed. She had completely forgotten to set her alarm the night before due to a late night project she was finishing up. By the time it was all completed her mind zoned out, only focusing on getting some sleep. But little did she know, reality was about to come knocking on her door in a foul way.
A bird ran smack into her bedroom window, waking the girl up in an instant. Her eyes opened and surveyed her room. Morning light was streaming through her bedroom window. She winced at the brightness and wiped away the wetness at the edge of her eyes. The girl rolled over in bed and tossed a glance at her clock. Her heart stopped. Her eyes grew wide.
"FUCK!" she screamed as she flew from bed.
Within an instant she was running around her room, eagerly throwing clothes on while trying to brush her hair and teeth. Looking somewhat decent, the girl grabbed her school bags and rushed downstairs. She mindlessly grabbed her keys and took off. While on the road she sent a few quick text messages to her friends to let them know she would be arriving late. Then she sent one long text to her beloved boyfriend. With her eyes off the road she swerved. Immediately she looked up and got back on the road. A second later a loud pop broke out into the air. Her car started shaking.
The girl closed her eyes and muttered a few obscene words underneath her breath as she pulled her car over. She got out of her vehicle and looked at the back wheel. Her tire had popped. The girl flung her head back in disbelief.
"You have got to be kidding me! Ugh! I'm going to be SOOO late!" she screamed out in frustration.
She tossed her hands in the air and kicked at the road before pulling out her phone. She dialed her boyfriend's number and waited for him to pick up.
"Hey." He answered.
The girl smiled widely as she pressed the phone closer to her ear. "Hey sweetie, do you think there is any way you could come and help me out? I just got a flat." She paused.
"Really? Where at?" the boy asked.
"Yeah, I was taking McGregor's road. I must've hit a rock or something."
"You've got to be careful on that road. It's nothing BUT rocks." The boy warned.
"I know, I know… will you come help me?" she asked.
"Of course babe. I love you. Be there soon." He replied.
"Okay. Love you too!" The girl answered back.
But nothing really is ever what it seems….
It was just like any normal day. The sun had risen and people were waking up to the sounds of their alarm. Everyone in the city of Lima was getting up to do their morning rituals, with the exception of one. That said person was still asleep, tucked away in her nice warm bed. She had completely forgotten to set her alarm the night before due to a late night project she was finishing up.
From across the room a figure shifted through the air, hovering in spot. The figure's eyes were glued to Rachel with a determined gleam. Her eyes shifted to the clock by Rachel's bedside. If Rachel didn't wake up soon she was going to be really late. By the looks of it, the girl wasn't planning on waking up anytime soon. The figure huffed out a breath and looked around the room. Nothing obvious was going to wake her. In a single movement the figure expanded her black silver wings and flew up from Rachel's bedroom. The sunlight surrounded the figure as she flew high into the clouds. Here, she stopped and hovered, looking down at Rachel's house. The figure quickly spotted a single bird flying by the house. With a swipe of force, the bird easily flew into the direction of the house, more precisely, Rachel's bedroom window. The bird smacked into the window. A second later the bird shook its head and flew off back into the sky.
The figure waited for only a few minutes until she spotted the frame of a rushing Rachel Berry exiting the house. In one swoop the figure flew down and took a seat in the passenger side car just as Rachel threw herself in. The car spurred to life. A moment later music blasted through the speakers. Then without another word they were off.
The brunette was singing loudly at the top of her voice, matching the performer on the radio. She was easily distracted today and in a rush. Rachel pulled out her phone and started texting. The figure in the seat next to her eyed the girl with a heavy look.
"You know you're not supposed to be doing that." The figure stated in a condescending tone.
But the girl was as oblivious as ever. The figure huffed, leaning back in her seat all while tapping on the arm rest restlessly. Rachel's brown eyes kept flickering from her phone and to the road.
"Seriously, put the phone up!" The figure growled out.
No response as expected. The figure thumped Rachel on the head a few times. "You are fucking STUPID! LOOK UP!" the figure shouted.
Instead Rachel made a move for the radio. The figure was about to slap her hand away until her hand made contact with Rachel. A bright red flash exploded in front of the figure. A moment later, images flooded into her view. Metal, combined with steam along with a piercing high scream appeared in her vision. She could see blood trickling down from someone's head. Rachel's. The girl was lying in the middle of the pavement, thrown from her car. Her left eye was still open. She was barely breathing. The vision and the red burst of light quickly disappeared.
The figure shakes her head in disapproval. "You see! This is why I tell you NOT to do these kinds of things! Geesh, I swear, if you could hear me right now, I'd be slapping you silly!"
Rachel is still on her phone texting. The figure quickly shoots up from the car, expanding her wings like before. She heads up into the morning air, soaring high above the sky. From up above she can easily spot it, the 18 wheeler that is speeding perpendicular to the road Rachel's on. The driver of the 18 wheel is a man who is currently munching on a greasy meatball sandwich, sauce messily dribbling down his shirt. His long and gruffy beard is dirty. His blue eyes are planted lazily on the road without much concentration. The man reaches over for his coffee. He's having a hard time trying to grasp it.
The figure calculates the seconds until the collision happens. Less than 20 seconds. The figure swoops back down, grabbing a small little rock as her hands graze the floor. 10 seconds left. With a flick of her wrist, the small rock goes flying toward Rachel's direction. 5 seconds left. The rock hits the back wheel, bursting it. Rachel's eyes widen. Immediately she pulls over. A second later the 18 wheeler speeds off down the road harmlessly, completely missing the stop he would have run. Rachel opened her door and got out of the car. She was clearly frustrated and angry.
"You have got to be kidding me! Ugh! I'm going to be SOOO late!" Rachel gets out with frustration.
The figure swoops down, landing beside Rachel. She leans down to examine the wheel. "I did a pretty great job! Perfect impact…"
Rachel grabbed her phone and called her boyfriend.
"Hey sweetie, do you think there is any way you could come and help me out? I just got a flat." She pauses. "Yeah, I was taking McGregor's road. I must've hit a rock or something."
"Or something." The figure fired off, rolling her eyes in the process.
"Okay. Love you too!" The girl answered back.
Nothing is ever as it seems, especially when it comes to her. But as I said before, this isn't about me. It's about her. And my job is to guide and protect her when times get rough. It is in the highest honor that I remain true and loyal. It is my duty as a soldier to always be there for her. With every breath, comes life and the responsibility of caring for it. She is everything. She is life. I am her protector, her knight, her savior.
I am her guardian….
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