In a white room, filled with swirling mist, a girl, or at least, what was once a girl, stands.
Her mousy tan wings beat impatiently on her back, she sighed, and waited.
Sirasail
A voiceasked, it wasn't really a voice, more like words in her head, or many voices combined. She winced at the sound of her guardian name, she never used it, except for official business.
"Yes, its me, I was summoned"
yes, its time for your first assignment
"Really!"
Urm, yes
"Alright!"
……
The mist parted slightly revealing a sort of window, split in two, one half was a dark landscape, the other colorful and bright.
Your new charges are the heirs of Azarath and Tamaran, The Princess's Majalla and Narian, and the Prince and Princess Rykandir and Kirmar.
…"FOUR OF THEM!"
you seem capable
"Listen, Upper Powers, can I call you U.P? I can't have four, this is my first assignment, I haven't been a guardian for more than twenty to thirty earth years, hardly 16 months here, I'm not ready for this!"
They are all too young for you to need to do anything yet, but you are their new guardian, nevertheless
"…Because if this is some sort of hazing system for newbies, I don't like it"
The voice disappeared and the mist drifted away, the miffed seraph waltzed away with a "hmmph!"
LATER…….
"I. Am. So. Doomed"
"Chill, you'll be fine" Another girl seraph patted her on the back, her wings were a tawny color, showing her higher rank, just under gold.
"Brianna! Four of them! Four children I'm going to be responsible for!"
"You can handle it"
"No I can't! I can't possibly be a good guardian, I wasn't even a good baby sitter!"
"Angel, you have got to calm down, everybody gets stressed about their first charges, I mean, my first munchkin, Jeez, he was such a brat, kept trying to kick me…."
"And while I'm ranting…. WHY DID MY PARENTS HAVE TO NAME ME ANGEL! I know they loved irony, but if they knew about this," She jerks a thumb at her tan wings, "They'd be spinning in their graves"