I was falling.
That all I can think I was falling.
Falling to what my death. No that can't be I am already dead.
THUD
"OUCH"
I land on the cold hard ground.
"Damn that hurt" I say
I get up and look around and notice it's dark. I look for a light switch.
"Ouch!" I yell as I hold my throbbing toe.
As I find the light switch I flick it on and take in my surroundings.
There was a couch in the far left corner of the room. It was a little torn up but other then that in fine condition. On the opposite side of the room was a green love seat and a coffee table right in front of it.
As I looked around I notice a paper on the coffee table.
I pick up the pice of paper and scan over it.
It read....
DEAR MIA,
I hate to inform you but you are dead.
You have been assigned to watch over this human. His name is Mark.
You may do what ever you please but there is one rule,
YOU CAN NOT BE SEEN.
If you are seen you will be strip of your titled of Guardian Angle and banish to Hell.
Yours Truly,
God.
Well my first message from God lovely. I think to myself.
Well we might as well see what this Mark kid looks like.
I look around searching around for his room. As I go down the hall I notice a door I open it and see a sleeping teenage boy.
As I got closer I notice he had black hair and a well chiseled face. All it all he was pretty hot.
I was just about to leave the room when I hear,
"Who the hell are you!"
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The Protector
FantasyMeet Mia an angle assigned to watch over Mark. Mark your typical 17 year old boy who favorite hobby is to play video games. But all that changed when Mark see's Mia. Mark's world is turned upside down. And Mia seeks Mark's help in finding her kille...
