I Dreamed of Angels
Part One C
Endless amounts of children gathered around the town from
end to end as the night wore on. Trowa was making his rounds alone, probably
deciding to leave his group behind to go on a solo mission. It didn't seem like
he was very successful from the look of his candy bag. Although he looked
absolutely adorable in his fluffy clown costume, he didn't make such a good
impression with the frown that was plastered on his face. Not wanting to go any
further because of the shame of his failure, he decided to sit on the sidewalk
and start consuming the few pieces of candy he had gathered. While chewing the
sweets, he kept on thinking about the phenomenon called angels.
Not far away, Quatre could be seen followed
by forty hulking men. He had the whitest, brightest costume of all the kids
running around. It may have been because of his bright smile as he said the
words "tick or treat", or it may have been because of the force of intimidation
coming from the men behind him that he got the largest amounts of candy of all the
children in the street that night. In fact, five of his servants carried bags
filled with candy on both hands. He skipped happily down the street oblivious
of the two men watching from the corner.
In that dark corner were two men, one
larger that the other. They were currently talking about the plan they were
going to execute that night.
"What? Do you know what it would be like to
be beaten to death by forty large and angry men that could crush us like ants?"
said the taller one.
"That's not what I mean! Of course we won't
attack them. Are you nuts? We're going to separate him from everyone else."
replied the smaller one.
"Fine. I don't know how that could be
possible anyway. That kid is even more protected than the sons and daughters of
royalty. He better be worth all this trouble."
"Oh, he'll be worth it. After we get our
dough, we're going to systematically destroy Winner and his family."
The larger, more reluctant man just gave
his companion a look of disbelief as he entered the car, waited for his
companion, and sped off. The smoke coming from the car was thick enough to
momentarily render Trowa blind from his chosen spot on the sidewalk. He was
coughing from all that smoke that had entered his lungs. Out of confusion and extreme frustration
from the unlucky turn of events that day, he suddenly screamed the words "I
want my angel,...NOW!"
The vibration from the speeding car, the
smoke that almost choked him to death, and a very startling scream from below
was enough to make Quatre loose his balance and fall from the tree he was
perched on at the moment.
"Ouch!" he said as he was getting up and
rubbing his behind. The smoke from the car was just starting to clear up,
letting the light from a lamp post just above him shine brightly against his
ruffled golden hair. He truly looked like an angel from all the angles of the
light. When the smoke completely cleared, he saw the figure of a boy, about his
age, in a yellow and green clown costume, with his mouth wide open and eyes
filled with disbelief, shock and joy.
They just stared at each other for what
seemed like forever. After a few more moments of silence, the boy dressed as a
clown decided to break the silence.
"My dream came true." he whispered. Then,
he ran toward his angel and hugged him tightly, not wanting to let go any time
soon.