Ch. 1 The Birth of a Muse
Okay so quick thing in my head I believe that each guardian, or spirit, came about by dying while protecting some child in their past life and this is why Manny chooses them, so that if a new guardian is needed he'll have a pool of people who truly care for kids. On to the story now.
Lucy looked around the room trying to find something to slow down the two men in ski masks trying to break down the door. She needed to keep Ann's kid safe. They had been counting the donations together and Ann had stepped out to get some takeout for dinner. Penny, the child in question had grabbed the money case and was looking at her with wide fearful eyes.
"Lulu!" she screeched as the door flew off it's hinges. Lucy shoved some donation boxes in the door's general direction and sprinted to grab the tot holding the case. She snatched her up, cradling her close while she quickly searched for an exit. Just as the men were recovering she spotted the way out, a large pane of glass missing from the church's stained windows, right at the angel's feet. It would only be big enough for Penny. There was no time to look for another way out as she heard the click of a gun. Lucy ran to the altar prying the child from her chest and shoving her through the window.
"Lulu!" she cried again clutching the case to her small body, she was trembling and the tears were falling fast from her eyes. "Penny, Penny look at me," Lucy called from the window as the men came closer, "Penny do you remember that place with all the nice people, the cops, the one we painted the big picture at with your mommy?" Penny nodded looking back behind her. She heard the men shoving the large altar candles away behind her, but there was no time to look back. "Penny you need to run there, don't stop for anyone, get up if you fall, just keep running until you get to the nice people," Penny started backing up slowly. The man seized Lucy's hair ripping her away from the window, "RUN!" She barely caught a glimpse of the tiny child racing away down the street before the man tearing out her hair slammed her to the ground. A million horrible thoughts of what they might do to her assaulted her mind as the she swung and kicked at the two men trying to restrain her. Then one stood up and turned the loaded gun on her. "Wait what are y-" His partner began as the shot rang out and everything went black.
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Light. A million different colors of light soaked her in their embrace. She sat up from the ground before the altar and gazed around her. The church was different, it was the same place, but it was coated in dust and birds sat in the rafters. The wooden pews were cracked and all the candle holders and finery was gone. All that remained was the stained glass windows above her and even that had missing panes from which a full moon shone through. She stood and walked to the window absently dusting the dirt from her dress, she paused and glanced down having sworn she was wearing pants earlier. Her eyes were met with a lovely fabric that looked identical to the glass before her, minus the images of angels, with a rainbow of beautiful colors.
"Muse."
A voice warmer and more loving than any she had heard before whispered into her ear. It was only one word but she knew it was her's, it was whispered in her ear but it came from the globe in the night sky. She was no longer Lucy or Lulu, she was Muse, whatever that would mean.
So ends chapter 1! I'll ask you guys to be patient with me, because this will be my first fanfic with multiple chapters and I hope you will all enjoy it. Muse is an OC of mine that I dreamed up after the movie. I usually don't use OCs, because I personally find that most morph into Mary Sue's or get way too mushy with a LI, but Muse is a rare exception to this rule and I hope you'll like her.