Guardian Angels, Misty [read me a book .txt] 📗

Sarah just looked on in horror. The loud honk, and then the sickening thud, as the bright red spots car smashed into her best friend. Sarah had been shoved out of the way by her just in time. The girl stopped moving, after rolling for a few minuets. The man in the sports car, from what Sarah could tell, was grinning. He walked up to the girl, kicked her once, chuckled, smiled at Sarah, and went back into his car and drove away. All this seemed very strange to Sarah, but it really didn’t register at that point. All emotions and thought processes had left her, except for shock, pain, and sadness.
Someone who saw the whole thing rushed over to Sarah, asking her if she was okay. Sarah didn’t really hear him; she didn’t register anyone rocking her back and forth either. She just stared at her body, the body of her best friend, as it lay there motionlessly.
‘This cant be true’ she kept telling herself, over and over in her mind. Suddenly her body started shaking, and finally tears began to streak down her face. She felt cold and alone. The police had arrived by now, and were trying to question her, but she didn’t respond to them either. She just kept thinking back, to earlier that day, when she and Kristen, the girl who now lay motionless, had argued over someone. They had gone on not speaking to each other all the way home. Then, out of no where, Kristen had pushed Sarah out of the way, saving her life by sacrificing her own. She just didn’t understand, why would she do something like that when the last words Sarah had said to her were “I hate you!”
The police realized that Sarah wasn’t responding well, and one of them pick up her weak body and carried her over to one of the ambulances waiting. Sarah was still watching the spot where Kristen’s body had lied. She wished she could take back every harsh word she had said that morning. She felt so guilty, blaming this on herself because she was the one making all the accusation against Kristen. Kristen just took them all, all the harsh words said, and the dirty things she had claimed Kristen had done. She realized now that Kristen would never have done any of those things, not to her best friend.
Sarah cried so hard she eventually passed out from exhaustion.
* * * * *

“Once he starts, he’ll not stop. He has an army of thousands of demons on his side. Almost all of them are able to hide themselves among the living. He’s a very powerful person, and you, my dear, are probably the destined to destroy him.” And man in a white trench coat spun around behind his desk, facing a young girl sitting on a small stool.
“So, that’s why I was brought here. They said I was something special at the gates.” She grinned. “I’m part of a prophecy.” She looked him over. He had a strong face, with stern ice blue eyes and slicked back black hair. If it weren’t for the pure white wings on his back the girl would have mistaken him for a demon as well. The man nodded his head.
“Yes. You are destined to become a Guardian’s Angel. I can sense the power flowing through you as we speak. I know you don’t yet know how to use it, but you will understand one day. Of course you’ll need to pick the right partner, able to help you unlock those powers.” He said, speaking in riddles. The girl seemed confused.
“So, I really am dead.” She sighed. The man nodded his head once again.
“And because of the deed you did, you will be even more powerful that you were destined to be, as long as you chose the correct partner.” He smiled.
“Partner? What kind of partner?” She leaned over.
“A living partner, one that can sense spirits and see demons. This partner is very crucial to your mission.” He crossed his arms. “I have a list of people in your area who could possibly be it, but I do not fully believe all the people on the list are the right candidates. I trust you to make that decision.” He pulled a sheet of paper off the desk. The girl took it and looked it over. It had names of people, how long they had either been practicing with their powers of spirits, or have known they have it. There was one name at the bottom of the list that really stuck out to her.
“I want this one.” She said, handing the paper back, pointing to the last name on the list. The man looked at it, and started to laugh.
“This one! This one doesn’t even know she has the power to see spirits or demons yet! Though her spirit itself feels very strong, that’s why she’s on the list in the first place. I’m sure one day in the future she may make a better candidate, but wouldn’t you rather have a more experienced person?” He said, pointing to a few names at the top. The girl shook her head.
“I am no more experienced at this than that name at the bottom of the list. I don’t want some old guy bossing me around telling me what I’m doing wrong. That wouldn’t be any fun now would it.” She smiled. The man turned to her with an evil look.
“You think this is fun! This is the end of the world we are juggling with here! And you are going trust a completely inexperienced person to help you?” The man said, anger welled up in his voice. The girl just grinned and sat back on her stool.
“Isn’t that what you are doing now? Didn’t I just arrive here a few hours ago, and I’m already in charge of saving the world? How ironic is that.” She smiled as she saw a vein in his forehead pulse. Then as the thought process finished, he started to laugh.
“You are so right! You have to be the chosen one to be so unafraid like this. All Guardian’s Angels know from the minute they see the list who their partners should be, it’s always been like that, why should I expect anything different from you.” He laughed more, which made the girl smiled. “The girl you picked though, I have a feeling you already know her.” He gave her a quizzical look.
“Yes, I do. We had, actually, still have, a special bond together. She is the only one that I know of who will visit my grave constantly, who would care enough, besides my parents that is.” The man chuckled a bit, and then sighed.
“All right then. I’m sending you off to basic training. Being a Guardian’s Angel is hard work. You wont learn everything there, but you will learn enough to get you started to developing things on your own, and give you enough knowledge to protect your partner from harm till she accepts her own powers inside of her.” He waved the girl away, still laughing. The girl got up and headed for the door. The man stopped her once again.
“Oh, and from now on, go by the name Crystal. Only let your partner know your true identity.” The girl nodded her head at this.
“I’m sure I wont have to tell her.”

It had been almost a month since the accident, or what looked to be an accident. Sarah was starting to doubt about whether the whole thing was an accident or not, especially after watching that man grin as he kicked her. There was something about that man she didn’t like. She shook the thought from her head as the warning bell for first classes rang throughout the courtyard.
She gathered her things and headed for her first class, Pr-Calculus. Kristen had always been good at math, and she always helped Sarah when she was struggling. With Kristen gone, not only have Sarah’s math grades slipped, but almost all her grades had. She just couldn’t focus anymore. She tried so hard, but she just couldn’t understand things anymore like she use to. It was like something in her brain had shifted after the accident. Her mother had thought about putting her on anti-depressants, but Sarah refused. She wanted to get over Kristen her own way, even if it took the rest of her life.
The kids at school had all gotten over Kristen’s death weeks ago. She wasn’t a very popular person in school, always causing trouble with the bullies. She liked to rough them up a bit, start a few fights here and there. But Sarah knew the more gentile, caring side of Kristen. She knew she never started a fight unless there was a reason, or she was defending someone. A lot of times it was Kristen standing up for Sarah, who had stumbled into a bad situation. That’s how they had become best friends. Though they were completely opposite of each other personality wise, they got along so well.
As she was heading for the front door of the school, she felt something odd behind her and turned around and looked. Standing there was the guy in the red sports car. He was smiling and waving at Sarah. Sarah went bleach white. She wanted to scream and curse, but nothing came out of her mouth. All she could do was stare.
“Sarah! Sarah! What’s wrong? You look like you’ve seen a ghost!” Another friend of her came over, shaking Sarah’s stiff body. Sarah blinked, and the guy and the car were gone.
“Cass, did you just see a red sports car over there?” Sarah asked, pulling herself out of the girls grip. Cass turned around and looked at the spot where Sarah had been pointing and staring.
“Uh, no. No one is allowed to park there remember.” Cass said, a bit confused.
“But, I just saw…” Sarah rubbed her eyes, but the car didn’t come back.
“I think you are starting to hallucinate. Is this the same red sports car that no one saw at the accident?”