Chase, what are you doing?"
The young dark angel barely even heard his best friend, Jackson. He looked at the young girl with a passion a father might have when he looked at his newborn baby for the first time. She had long straight dirty blonde hair, and chocolate brown eyes. Her face thinned at the jaw, and she had a small cute nose above small lips.
"I feel like she the one to protect though" Chase said.
Jackson rolled his eyes. "Okay, just because your the perfect match for you, I don't think God will approve of you."
Chase turned around quickly. "What do you mean? I know everything about taking care of the one I protect!"
"Well" Jackson turned thoughtful, "we know what will happen to her, and we have to do everything we can to stop or lessen the pain. You...well you won't protect her. You will treat her like your child, and forget about your job. Your just too emotional."
"What do you mean?" Chase asked angrily.
Jackson sighed. "Your a dark angel. You were allowed into heaven because of your good deeds and because you are a beleiver. But you still kept your emotions and pain, and the ability to die."
"So?"
"So dark angels are never allowed to be gaurdian angels. They can't handle it. The last dark angel who was a gaurdian angel sacrificed his life to save his child, and he vanished, like he never exsisted. Then the one before that was even worse."
Chase perked up. "Who was that one?"
"He was the first, and half the reaason dark angels can't be gaurdians."
Chase got impatient. "I didn't ask-"
"Satan."
Chase went silent in surprise. Satan? "You mean the devil?" When Jackson nodded, Chase asked "how?"
"...let me tell you the story..."
"Way back in time, you know that Satan was God's right hand man, an angel. But, a dark angel. No one ever knew how he became a darkie, but God knew he would turn evil. That was when he created hell. He asssigned Satan to a young woman, named Eve. Eve was pure of heart, but within a week, he had made her think differently, an exploring mind, a rebelious personality, though somehow he could not corrupt her heart. He made her eat the apple of knowledge. Eve was punished because she couldn't resist temptation, but Satan was cast into hell. He has been trying to overtake Heaven ever since."
"So I can't be a gaurdian because of the devil and some idiot who threw his life away?"
Jackson grinned. "Well the idiot is a lot like you."
Chase huffed. "Well I will go and be the gaurdian angel for this girl."
Jackson smiled. "Good luck!"
Early the next morning, Sarah heard a loud knock on the front door. Her father was at work and she was home alone. Man, I have homewrok to do, school on monday, plus I have to call Samantha. So who could be at the door. People rarely visited her early in the morning. Like all girls, she had questions, but unlike all girls, she began to worry and overexagerated.
Thought such as what if it's a robber? or what if someone is here to kidnap me? and even I might have to call the police. entered her mind.
She had to remind herself it wasn't that dramatic, and she just had to answer it. It can't be that bad she thought to herself.
Hesitantly, Sarah tiptoed to the front door. She opened the door, but no one was there. "Hello?" she shouted. Not a sound, not even the noise of her neighbors annoying Yorkie. In the midst of shutting the door, an unfamiliar voice said " Hello, how are you Sarah? It's great to finally meet you."
Quickly, Sarah whipped around to see a strange man at the door. He appeared out of nowhere! At first Sarah just stood there, awstruck by the handsome young man. He had messy short black hair, and beautful light blue eyes. It wasn't a huge surprise to see him, as he seemed familiar. But then, she bagan to freak out.
" What the-" she yelled "Where did you-? Who are you?"
He tried to calm her down. "Look I'm just-" but she continued to yell. "Who are you and how do you know my name!?
"Well you did ask for a guardian angel." Sarah gave the angel a quizzical look. "But how did you know that" Sarah questioned. This was getting freaky.
"Because I heard from heaven asking someone to protect you. I wanted the job since you seem like a nice girl, so here I am!" explained the angel.
"Give me a minute." said Sarah. This was really getting freaky. I actually got an angel! She had prayed and prayed for something good, and now she got it. But this was to weird. She had faith in her fathers words, so it wasn't too bad. But the angel was...different than she imagined. He wore a dark grey trench coat, and black pants, and converse shoes. And he had a glow, not a white one, but a blue one.
After her requested minute, she asked "So your my guarding angel." It was more a rhetorical question, but the angel answered anyway. "Yeah" he said.
" Well that's amazing and all, and I really am astounded and grateful, but i thought angles had wings?"
"We do but their invisable said chase." "Sweet can i ask you a question said sarah?
How old are you asked sarah as she playing with her hair.
"Sure" said Chase with a grin. "I am 16 years old, but technically, in heaven, I'm 108 years old."
Sarah's jaw dropped. 108! That means he's been dead for 92 years! She wondered what it was like in heaven. She voiced this question, and Chase said "it's pretty amazing. You can do WHATEVER you want" he said with happiness, emphasizing the whatever. "As long as it makes you happy and it's not evil."
Sarah pictured this in her mind. She imagined herself skiing, playing Xbox 360, riding horses, being with her boyfriend or husband, everything she could imagine. It was a great dream.
"Well, I am a dark angel, and I am also the angel of the Lord" said Chase . "So...what is that?" asked Sarah with a questioning look on her face.
Chase scratched his chin. "Um, I protect you and go on a mission for God" explained Chase. "Oh, ok..." she looked at Chase with interest. He definatly isn't normal she thought humorously. She thought he looked very cute and...odd. "Uh, do you know when my dad gets here? asked Sarah.
A door-slamming sounded right outside the house.
"Now!" said Chase with a smirk on his face. Sarah smiled and went to the door. "You should hide. My dad won't like someone older than me being here." she looked over to Chase, still grinning. "I don't think he'll mind."
"Hey, sweetie I'm home yelled John as he entered the house door. His hair and clothes was drenched from the rain, and he shook his head like a dog before looking up to see a young boy in a black coat and jeans.
"Hey, dad meet my new friend!" said Sarah nervously holding her white t-shirt. "Hey, Mr. Anderson, my name Chase Archer" Chase introduced himself, as if he wasn't worried. He held out his hand to the man.
"Well, hello." said John, shaking the strangers hand with a questioning look on his face. "Can I ask you what your doing here with my daughter?"
Chase shrugged. "Actually, I was here to visit you, you know, introduce myself. I'm new here and I heard you were good people. Your duaghter is a very nice host, I might add."
John nodded. "Okay, well then it's nice to meet you, uh, Chase." He turned to Sarah. "Um...sweetie! How was your day?" asked the still concerned father.
"I didn't do much until Chase came around." said sarah. John grinned. "Well thank you, Chase, for entertaining my daughter for me" said John. "I actually had a hard day at work, so..." "Not a problem" Chase replied, lauhing a little. The mysterious angel turned to look at Sarah.
John clasped his hands together. "Chase are you hungry?" asked John "We are having steak tonight, a young man like yourself couldn't pass up some nice and well-cooked meat?" Chase held up a hand, "Nah, I'm not hungry. Besides, I have to get going soon." John shrugged. "Alright. Sarah, we'll have dinner in a bit, the steak has been marinating for a while so it shouldn't be too long. Chase" he looked at the respectful young man "take care, will you?" He took one last look at Chase, nodded and smiled, then went into the kitchen whist taking his coat off on the way.
"Chase...are you leaving me?" wispered Sarah. "No, I'm just going to be invisible to your father. Trust me, all will be clear to you one day" Chase reassured her. Sarah had a weird look on her face because her guardian angel didn't open his mouth to speak. She actually heard his voice...in her head. Chase noticed the look and said "It's telepathey, where I can talk to you in your mind instead of outloud. In a while, you will be able too, but only with me." Sarah nodded, understanding "Oh" she said in her mind, hoping that chase heard her. He smiled but said nothing.
"Now I will be with you the whole time, but act as if I'm not, okay?." he explained. "Ok then. Do what you have to do." said Sarah with a sigh. Chase closed his eyes and put his hands in the air, moving them ever so slightly, while doing a weird chant. "Ong gee sou lee nov." Sarah couldn't tell the effects of what he did but when he was done he opened his eyes and stared at sarah with his light blue eyes.
Confused, Sarah tried to ask "What did you do?" But her father interrupted her thoughts.
"Sarah, time for dinner!"
With questions buzzing in her head, she walked towards the kitchen, her strange Guardian Angel in tow.
"So, Sarah what do you know about this Chase guy?" asked the STILL concerned father, John Anderson.
"Nothing too much, he didn't tell me much" Sarah replied, a little annoyed. I just KNOW the rest of this dinner will be a Q&A.
John looked at his duaghter with interest, knowing she was getting angry, aggrivatted, annoyed, or stressed. But he wanted to make sure his duaghter was safe...he didn't want some boy taking away his girl.
"Where did he go?" John asked. "He went home to his... father, on Ricky Lane. A two story house at the base" explained Sarah. "At least, that's what he said. She looked nervously over at Chase who was leaning against the wall. The Angel looked at the young woman with a dark look in his eyes.
John leaned in on the table, his stomach rubbing against the china plate. "U-huh. Why do you know that, honey? Tell me why you know where this teenage boy lives."
Thinking fast, she said "He just wanted me to know so that if we wanted to hang out, or, um, if me and you wanted to visit him and his dad, we could" she lied. Your pretty good at lying. Chase's voice rang in her head. Too bad it's a sin. Sarah glared over to where Chase stood, grinning. John looked over to see a wall. He looked questioningly at Sarah but decided not to pursue the matter.
"Oh, alright then" he said, "Maybe we should visit him sometime." When Sarah shrugged, he dicided to move on to his next question. "So do you know what Chase's father does?" asked John. Sarah threw her hands up and said "why would that matter?" John shrugged. "I just want to know."
He's suspicious Sarah thought. She had to think of somethink quick. She could change the subject, or make something up. Then she came up with a brilliant idea. "He's in the army."
"His father is in the army right now and he is the captain or commander in iraq" said Sarah. I'm good she thought proudly before looking over to see Chase giving her an exasperated stare and wispered 'why'. Once again, John looked over to the same spot of the wall, and only saw a painting of The Last Supper. Maybe she is still thinking about the angel thing I told her about a while ago he thought. Yeah, that must be it.
Oh, Sarah. Do you have Chase's number?" asked John. No he doesn't have one." Sarah said. Technically, she was telling the truth. "All kids at his age have cell phones!" commented John. "What does that mean? Maybe he can't afford one!" Sarah said, thinking she had turned the tables on her father. "I saw his clothes. Trust me, he has enough money to have a cell phone." Sarah deflated. She tried to make something else up.
"Well his father can't get one right now but can we get him one and maybe new clothes too?" asked Sarah. What? Chase asked in her mind. It will make you seem more real! If you don't like it, then you should't have shown your face! John looked at his daughter carefully. "Now why should I do that? He has clothes, and I think he can afford a cell. So why?"
Sarah shrugged. "I don't know, I just think he needs some help right now!"
John sighed. "Look, honey, we don't have the money to go and buy your friends clothes and phones. I'm sure he will be fine. Now go get ready for bed, it's almost 10, and you have school tomorrow."
John got up and took his and Sarah's used dishes to the kitchen. "I'll do the dishes for you." John said with a smile. Sarah hugged her father. "Thanks, Dad. Goodnight."
"Goodnight, sweetie." John said, doing his best to hug her back. They broke the embrace and headed their seperate ways.
"Hey, Chase."
Sarah entered her clean room. She turned on her light only so she could ask a few questoins to Chase.
"Yeah?" he said, following her into the room. He gazed at it for a few seconds, looking at Sarah's daily life. Average room, except for the crosses and prayers on the walls, and the bible on her desk.
"Why were you invisible to my dad? Why couldn't he see you?"
Chase luaghed. "Oh, well that's something I can do. Remember the wierd chant I did?" Sarah nodded. "Well that makes me visible only to you. Normally, you are the only person that can see me and touch me, but I can make it so I appear alive and so other people can interact with me. It's a simple process, really."
Sarah nodded. She was getting used to his weird abilities. "Oh, ok. Thanks for the demo!" Sarah joked. There was a knock at the door "Come in!" said Sarah.
"Are you praying?" asked John as he held the door slightly ajar.
"No" Sarah replied while getting into bed. "Alright, just wanted to say goodnight." said John.
"Uh, goodnight Dad" said Sarah as John kissed her on the cheek and hugged her. "I'm be getting a little old for that" Sarah said. John grinned.
He was about to leave, but Sarah still had a question. "Dad?" asked Sarah as she lay in bed.
What, Sarah?" John turned to Sarah halfway through the doorway.
"Can you tell me about how mom left?"
"No, Sarah. Another time." John said firmly.
"Please? I deserve to know!" said Sarah, a bit loudly, holding her hands together. John sighed and walked over to sit on Sarah's bed. "Alright, fine! I wll tell you about your mother" John said slowly and gravely...
Sarah sat on her bed, on the verge of tears. John's arm was around her shoulders. Chase was sadly looking at the girl. Her mother had been hit by a car, and her body was very much broken. The driver was one of Sarah's older friends too, and he was intoxicated.
"I'm sorry sweetie. I guess I should have told you earlier," John said sympatheticaly. "No, I'm glad she didn't die too terribly," Sarah sobbed. "I do appreciate you telling me dad."
John smiled warmly. "Get some sleep. You will feel better in the morning."
Sarah nodded. John left the room, and Chase took his place. "You all right?" he asked.
"Yeah, it's good he told me now. Before, I would have taken it really badly." Chase nodded. "I understand. I have to go now, and your father is right. Get some sleep."