Guardian Angel's Request
Medieval Story, RusCan.
(This is a roleplay between a friend and I. There may be chapters, depending on how much we continue. I'm Ivan and she's Mattie so, enjoy!)
Italics for background story and thoughts
There once was an Angel, named Ivan. He was a Guardian Angel, sent to guard kingdoms, towns, and even people. Normally the people chosen, were people of royalty. One day, he was sent to guard a little girl, but ended up falling in love. The girl died an early death, and he was exiled from heaven, sent to guard on town til he lie on an Angel's death bed. He was also cursed to never lie, and this made the king whom found him, very grate full. He had a law set, that anyone who stepped foot outside their homes at night, would be exiled, or worse, killed. Ivan became the night guard for the town, and for 3 reins of kings after, he has done so. Until now...
The winged guardian of the town, flew high above in the night, patrolling the streets from a decent height. He then perched on the roof of a random roof in complete silence, watching the moon.
A young man slipped out of his home. He liked to walk by moonlight, but it wasn't safe.
The winged soldier had the eye sight of a hawk, and spotted him directly. He jumped silently, roof from roof, using his wings to glide. Once he was atop a roof above the younger man, he lingered there, waiting for the right chance.
The young man pulled his hood over his head. If he was spotted...it could be the death of him.
Ivan swooped down to a corner, far behind the man, tucked his wings close to his body to look invisible, and skipped along the trail behind him, then tapped his shoulder, speaking ever so softly, not a trace of accent to be heard.
"Greetings."
He jumped, terrified of being caught. He couldn't speak, though his brain said to talk, and he couldn't run, though his feet said to run.
"What are you doing here, little one. Shouldn't you be inside?" His low voice crept over the younger mans shoulder. Ivan's face was right beside the man's own face.
He shivered all over, though he wasn't cold.
Ivan's tired eyes glared into the side of his 'victims' face. His satchel made a light noise when he switched sides.
"Eh..." Was the only sound he could make. What was that glisten of white?
Ivan felt his wings having the urge to spread and stretch. He held it back for a bit longer. "You know it's against town law to be out this late."
"Yes...I just..." He trembled more.
"You just... what?" Ivan couldn't hold back, he spread his wings, casting a huge shadow in front of the man. The younger man spun around when the shadow cast over him, he fell back, and onto the ground. Ivan quickly caught him and picked him, right off the ground and flew through the air holding onto him closely in a hug. The man clung tightly, murmuring prayers. He was praying that God didn't punish him, that he would be better, if he didn't kill him.
The winged guardian found a mountain, a good walking distance from the town, and placed him at the entrance of a cave.
"Eh? Wh-why have you...why have you brought me here!" He asked, as defiantly as he could.
Ivan peeked over the edge at the town. "You should be safe here til dawn, but until then, make due with the mountain conditions and return at the time of noon tomorrow."
The young man was very confused. "Wha-what do you mean?"
"I mean, that if you go back now, you'll be killed. Stay here until noon tomorrow and your life will be spared. By the way, my name is Ivan." He smiled gently back at the younger man.
"I-Ivan?" The name was unfamiliar. But he...he was an Angel...right? But...there was no difference between Angels and Demons...except their Auras.
"Yes. I trust you with my name, so only use it in times of grave danger. Okay?" He stood at his full height, 6 ft tall, with a wing span of 18 ft.
"Eh? Wh-why would I...n-need to?"
"How many angels do you know that give away their names freely?" He walked a little closer to him, folding his wings a tad.
"Angels on a specific mission, involving that one person. But normally? None. Their names, belong to God."
"Exactly. I'm on exile.. I was originally sent here to guard here for eternity, when I realized it was a prank, I was sent to exile here. The king made me the guardian Angel of this town for as long as my wings stay. I'm meant to be a guardian Angel for people, not towns. It's a hard job, but what can I do.." He looked back off the edge. His bright violet eyes could be seen in the darkness when he turned back and faced him.
"There's nothing you CAN do..." He realized. "You must get lonely...or do Angels GET lonely?"
"I don't know... I've always done missions by myself... I must be use to the empty feeling by now. We're not allowed to get too attached to humans..." There was a long dragged out pause. "That's another reason I was put on exile..."
"You...got attached?" He felt his heart go out to him.
"Yes. Just once. To a little girl... She died an early death, and I nearly ripped off my own wings to join her..." He looked at the younger again, violet eyes glowing. "I vowed not to get attached after that, but I guess I can since I'm out of a real job."
"Children...its terrible that so many die young...I'm one of Eight surviving children, twelve were born, our family was lucky."
"What happened to the others, may I ask?" He walked over to in front of him, looked down on him with an emotionless blank look.
"One died of fever, one of drowning, two died at birth...and the last...suffocated..." He was saddened at the memories of his brothers and sisters. The exiled angel held out his arms. The young man spontaneously stepped forward, into the waiting arms.
Ivan wrapped his arms around his saddened guest, and hugged him, very gently. He buried his face into his host's chest. Ivan hugged a bit tighter, letting him know he was safe with him. He felt safe. It was exactly as he thought it would. It felt like love.
For the first time in what seemed like centuries, Ivan smiled. A real, from the heart, smile.
He nuzzled the Angel. He was warm...like late spring, and he...smelled of Heaven. That was ridiculous, but it was what the younger thought of.
"I can protect you in times of need if you call my name, but there is a way I can sense your danger... You tell me your name. That's it."
"M-Matthew..." He replied, shyly.
Ivan smiled once again. Never had he herd such a name. "Your name is unique. Never have I met a man named Matthew. You, are a special man." He looked into his eyes.
If he didn't know better he would think he was lying or flirting. "I-its pretty common..."
"Never have I met a man named Matthew." He repeated, putting a bit more emphasis on 'I'. "Have you ever met anyone named Ivan? If so, who?"
"N-no...Ivan's very unusual...its...lovely though." Matt answered.
"Really, your the first to say that. Apparently to others, it's unholy enough. I, personally, enjoy being named as such."
"Unholy? It sounds similar to John to me...'The lord is Merciful' I think its perfect!" Matt found himself blushing.
Ivan smiled. "If I weren't in exile, I'd ask the lord to bless you. Your the only person who's been kind to me."
"You shouldn't have been exiled for loving a human...Angels were created to spread God's love..."
"Yes, but remember, Matthew, I nearly killed myself because of her. If I had of, there would be one less Angel. With me being on exile, as I've herd from others, if they absolutely need me back, they came call for me. If I'm dead, they can't call." Ivan explained.
He rested his head over the Angel's heart. "That's true...but you'll probably be here forever...alone..."
The Angel's heart beat at a perfect pace. It never sped up when he breathed in nor slow down when he exhaled. "But this means I have an immortal lifetime to find the right human to stay with."
"You...you want to find a human to...stay with?" He glanced up at him, with warm magenta eyes.
A very mature smile stretched across his face. "Yes. I'm tired of guarding a town, that the king that put me here, is long dead and gone for. I want to find a human who's worth being mortal for, and I don't care how long it takes. It could be 100 years from now, it could be only 10 years from now, but." He got really close to Matt's face. "It could also just as easily be you."
He pulled away in a mixture of shock and denial. "No...it will never be me...for anyone. The man I call 'Father' isn't my father...I'm a damned halfbreed."
Confusion stroke the Angel Ivan. "What do you mean?"
"The man that raised me, isn't my father. He wasn't even AROUND when my mother conceived. My father...was a French soldier." (This is medieval England... so yeah)
He shifted his head of to the side as if to shrug. "And? I'm not a full angel. My old friends are now in their teens." He stood back to show himself off. "I'm near adulthood, and I wasn't born before my friends."
The young man tilted his head. "That would explain some things...the odd name...the love for a human..."
"Well, I loved her in the day. It wouldn't make sense for an adult to love a child in such a way."
The young man was confused. Ivan chuckled a bit. "I'm sure your confused. You see, in my strange state, I look and act like a child in the day, and I look and act like an adult during the night."
"Oh..." Matt stood in a mix of confusion and shock.
Ivan glanced over the edge again, then looked back. "My mother was an angel, and my father was a human. If you were wondering."
Matt nodded in understanding. "And you stayed with her. So...we have something in common...we will always be rejected for how we were born. We'll never belong...ever."
Ivan smiled and placed an arm around Matt. "We can be rejects together."
Matt smiled and leaned against him. "Alright." He gently threaded his fingers through Ivan's.
"Hmm?" He looked down at their hands.
"I'm tired..."
"Then head to bed. Remember, return at noon. I have to return to my night duty.."
"Okay..." He slid their hands apart as he went inside. "Be safe."
He smirked back at him. "I always am." and with that, he flew off towards the town.
(And that's the end of Chapter 1! Enjoy! There's plenty more where that came from, as long as we finish the second day.. so... yeah!
Credit for being Matthew goes to a good friend of mine!)