A/N: Hmmmm. I don't know how this turned out. It strayed from my original plan and kind of wrote itself. Curse you, evil plot bunnies! LOL Enjoy!
Of Angels and Demons
Absolute silence.
Absolute darkness.
A camera in the wall focused on this all day and all night. Nothing moved. Nothing talked. Watching this room was the most boring job in the world. It had been vacuumed sealed a long time ago. Rumors went around, saying that the room held a secret treasure or that it had souls locked inside of it.
The white fox doubted it. He had been working there for years. Well, at least he thought it had been years. He couldn't remember getting hired at all. Or getting paid. What would he be getting paid for anyways? All he had to do was sit there and watch two monitors on the table. One was watching the inside of the room. It was pitch black. The other was watching the door that led to the room. It was a golden door in the middle of a pure white hallway. Two guards stood on either side of it, dressed in navy blue and gold uniforms. The two mobians were constantly standing at attention. They never moved, they never smile, they never blinked. The watchman looked closer at the monitor. Did they ever breathe? He slumped back in his chair, causing it to involuntarily roll back a few inches. The screens remained the same no matter what. What if something happened? There was no security system. There were no alarms. What would happen if someone managed to break in? He frowned. Why was he questioning all this? Why now?
While he was caught up in thought, a black and white blur whipped past the guards. They didn't budge. The watchman gasped.
Oh no! Thieves!
They walked calmly past the guards and to the door. The black and red hedgehog smirked at his partner in crime. Together, they pulled at the handles of the giant door.
No! I must tell somebody!
The watchman jumped out of his chair and ran for the door. He pulled at the handles frantically, but it wouldn't open. On the screen, the two thieves got the door open. One of the monitors suddenly went blindingly white, and then shattered. The watchman screamed as he watched the two thieves in excruciating pain from the bright light. Darkness surrounded the open door. The guards remained where they were.
But how?
The fox leaned against the cold door, panting and sweating. Adrenaline rushed through his veins as the two thieves fall to the floor harshly. He quickly turned and resumed his desperate attempt to open the door. Whatever he had been guarding was evil, and it wasn't happy. Finally, the door swung open. A gust of air knocked him back a few feet. He rolled over, onto his stomach, and moaned in pain. He looked up at the open door to see a blinding white light. The remaining monitor was blank. The watchman suddenly gasped for breath.
Why can't I breathe? What's going on?
He looked up, his lungs collapsing. He stopped breathing when he saw the two thieves, the ones who he had just watched die, dressed in the navy blue and gold uniforms of the guards. The bloodied fox was at a loss as he lay in the pile of shattered glass. His vision was becoming clouded. The air was being sucked from the room. The last thing he saw was the two new guards frown at him and then close the doors, trapping him forever in absolute silence and absolute darkness.
A blue hedgehog sat in his rolling chair with his feet propped up on the table in between two monitors. One was pitch black. The other was focused ona golden door and its two guards, a black hedgehog and a white bat. The boy smiled to himself and laid back. He didn't remember when he even got the job as watchman, but it was easy...
Fin.
A/N: How's that for a mind blower! Ha! I don't even know where this muse came from. Cheers!
~CCAdventures