GUARDIAN|M.LANGDON

PART 10|MURDER

"What did you do you sick freak?" The interrogator yelled at the boy

I winced slightly watching this whole thing unroll
We finally made it to the station, without a beat they had already thrown him in a cell, so quick to get him in and for them to get out I nearly didn't make it
But I did, and I hated the scene I was seeing

Micheal, that was the boys name, had been crying this whole ride here, I was strangely... sad? For him? And now this, it was a lot, of course it was going to get worse

I was watching carefully at the conversation, I'm not sure what snapped in the interrogator but he, he

He started to beat the shit into Micheal

I don't know what came over me, impulse and anger fueled my blood and bones as I walked to the interrogator, I jumped on him, holding his arms back and pulling him as far as I could backwards, to get him away from Micheal

Definitely the weirdest thing I've ever done
But I tried to rationalize it, humans were meant to love- and care for eachother
Why was this mans first instinct to hurt this boy? It didn't seem fair to me
Aside from the fact that he murdered a person

Unfortunately, whilst this had happened, Micheal had gotten riled up, and the next I feel is a hard hit on my back, from being thrown several feet backwards- I couldn't help but let out a groan at being winded

The next I feel is the interrogator being lifted up, thankfully I let go before he reaches the roof but Because of this I start to fall onto the floor, feeling both winded and hurt, I groan

I look up and it truly is a horrifying sight, the interrogators arms and legs bending in opposite directions, he then falls to the floor and gets lifted up to his knees

And he looks at me, with so much fear in his eyes- even though I was invisible, he looked straight at me
And my conscience grew heavy as he uttered his final words

"Help me"

His head gets crushed, before falling back to the floor again- Michael curls himself up into a ball, crying more
He looked just like a kid, the way he was curled up right now- so, innocent? Almost
He's killed two men eve, stop

I try to still my breathing, I couldn't comprehend what just happened to the man
How is he doing this?
I finally get up, gulping for air as I silently walked to Michael, leaning against the wall as I slowly fall to sit down next to him

The overwhelming feeling never left, but I learnt to cope with it
I look straight ahead, trying to cope with my own issues as well as his
If I am his guardian angel, then,
This is what I'm meant to do

I slowly put my hand over his, squeezing lightly- it causes him to stop crying for a second, I assume to register what he just felt
But he doesn't move still

I could worry about my morals later- should I really be comforting a murderer?
But all I could see was a lost Boy, unsure of what is happening in this situation, and to himself

I stayed there with him for a bit, unsure of what would happen, it had probably been hours, all the sisters would've gotten so scared by now- Cordelia probably thinking I was dead or something

I needed to go, it was a mistake coming here, by some time a man had arrived to move Micheal into a cell and it was my chance to leave

I'll never see him again, it'll be okay, just forget... him
If it is true, that I was meant to protect him
He would find his way back to me

I let go of his hand as the man starts to speak to him, I don't pay attention to what he was saying but I make a note of what I sensed off him
A man who liked to plot, I look at his face before leaving
Another note to self- don't trust that guy

With another deep breath, I leave, now with another hard challenge

Facing Cordelia

(A/N- sorry for a shorter chapter, it just flows better like this :))