I was created with one purpose. To Guard. My charge, whomever he or she may be will always be the number one priority.
Serve and Guard at all costs.
My name is Kurt and I am a guardian of heroes. I have a large pair of white wings that grow from my shoulder blades and go down to my feet. People often confuse me with an angel due to my young face, and the wings but don't ever make that mistake. Angels cannot kill. I am what happens when an angel gets too ambitious, wants too much. We don't fall, not yet, but we are given the most dangerous tasks.
Serve and Guard at all costs.
Even if that cost is my very own life.
The way we work is we get a charge when it is past the angels capability, when it is time to intervene. We integrate ourselves into their lives in the most normal way possible, gain their trust and keep a close eye. The people we are given are those who will make a great impact on mankind and then go on to be angels.
Today I am on my way to meet High Priestess Saphira of the Angels Council, she will give me my new charge, hopefully this one doesn't refuse my help.
"Kurt, you look well how have you been?" Saphira asked while looking through the orb that allows us to see down to Earth.
"I have been fine High Priestess, as good as one can be in limbo." I really should watch the snark around people, especially people who can rip my feathers off my back with a blink of an eye.
She looked at me but decided to ignore me.
"Your new task is special Kurt, very special." There she goes cutting straight to the chase .
"Special how? As in I'm going to die the second I meet them special, or I'm going to wish I was dead special?" There goes the attitude again.
"Both" Well that was specific...note the sarcasm. I quirked an eyebrow at her and she seems to have gotten the point that I wasn't in the mood because she spoke up again.
"His name is Blaine Devon Anderson, he was born September 17, 1995, he has a little sister by the name of Cassidy, and an older brother named Cooper. He is being targeted by a group of soul collectors from the Underworld, and I have yet to find out what his destiny is. All I know is that the soul collectors have wormed their way into his life. Getting him to do drugs, drink, and live recklessly. They have made him a pariah, and forced all of his friends to leave him because of his choices." She looked upset, and I honestly didn't understand why this one kid was so important.
"Why him of all the other people I could be guarding? He's just a stupid teenager who's making bad decisions. This looks like something a Guidance Councelor could help him with."
"Kurt I am ashamed of you! This is not the way a Guardian behaves! What is our motto?"
"Serve and Guard at all costs" I said with my arms crossed over my chest like a petulant child.
"Exactly, this boy is your charge now which means that from now on he is the priority" I still don't understand why the fuss of a kid. It was like she read my mind because immediately her gaze softened and she spoke gently.
"He is alone Kurt, it doesn't matter that he is surrounded by people, he is alone. You know better than anyone what it means to be alone"
She just HAD to go there.
"Fine I'll take the kid, when do I leave?" She turned to face me fully since I walked into the room, smiled, and said
"Now."
Before I knew it the floor disappeared from beneath my feet and I fell onto Earth.
A/N: So this is the first story I have actually felt passionate about. Let me know what you guys think, and tell me why Blaine should be so important. Who knows I might actually use it. :)
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