Short Stories

Agent White

The computer beeped five then ten times in a row. Josh sat up straight, a smile lighting his features. A new person has wished upon the satellite like star. It beeped again as it inputted the person's information. He clicked the button that led him to the page. He clicked the New File that popped up. The photo on the screen is taken right after the person makes a wish. The girl in the photo was crying. Her blue, sad eyes rimmed red and puffy, tear tracks coated her pale cheeks. Curly midnight hair blew slightly in the breeze. In a box below the photo, held her wish.

I wish someone would save me.

Josh gaped at the wish and back at the girl. In the years they have set this up, they have yet to come in across someone desperately in need of help. His monitor beeped again, signaling another incomer. He didn't have much time to assign the girl an agent. He hurriedly clicked his Agent List button. Hundreds of names came strolling down, but none stood out to him to help this sad, beautiful girl. But in the W's was his answer.

Agent White. The only one who is pure as he is charming. He was never arrogant. He was modest about everything. He only wanted the best of the people who wish upon the Satellite. Josh clicked the Position button.

It's all up to him now, thought Josh, clicking the new incomer.

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Agent White took pride in being assigned to this new sad girl. He glanced over her photo, drinking in every detail, in hopes to figure out how to 'save her'. He felt connected to the girl. As an Angel Agent, he wanted to save her, but the question was, how?

He made his way through the white halls to the office, letting them know he was leaving for his assignment, when he caught glimpse of Josh. He was arguing with the Head of the operation. Inching closer, he put his ear to the door.

"Agent Code, assigning White might've been a bad choice," the Head growled.

Josh sighed and shook his head, "He's what she needs, Sir."

The Head stood there stunned and then nodded. He clapped a hand to Josh's shoulder before leaving. Josh stood there for a few and glanced at the table, where his tablet laid. A picture of the girl rested in there. Josh touched a finger to her cheek.

"I swear to God, we'll stop your pain and save you," he murmured, then he too left.

Agent White stood there a couple of minutes before going into the office and inform them of his leaving. They gave a nod.

What were they talking about? Why is assigning me to this girl a bad choice? He wondered to himself. Multiple questions bubbled up, but he remained his course. He knew, deep inside, that he knew how to save this girl.

It just may not be the way he wanted.

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Agent White arrived at her house almost five hours later. He had her address from the computer in his compound. But he needed to get things first. He had changed his clothes to regular guy clothing, not that of an angel. He walked up to their door snd knocked. No answer. He knocked again and a man yelled for a Gabriella.

Footsteps echoed the hall and the doorknob turned as someone from inside opened it. The girl from the picture took his breath away. She was gorgeous, too gorgeous to be human, but she was. Her eyes bounced a little ash she titled her head to study him.

Getting the answer she wanted her, her eyes lit up and she grabbed his sleeve. "Are you him?" she whispered, frantic.

Agent White got confused at her question. Was she waiting for someone else? But before he answered, Gabriella tugged him inside. A male figure say on a couch, watching a game, driving beer. He gave him a once over and then snorted.

"Whore," he muttered to himself more than Gabriella, but it was towards her all the same.

She kept pulling him till they got to a room, a balcony stood at the back. The one she made the wish on. He nodded to himself. This in fact shows this is his person. He turned to her, about to ask what her wish meant. She was crying again. She had her hands blocking her face, but her shoulders were shaking, his only clue of her crying.

"You're.. you're him " she cried softly.

He raised an eyebrow, confused. "What do you mean?" he murmured.

She looked up, her eyes light with tears. "You're my angel." Then she took on a serious turn. "But I need a favor. Something to save me."

He perked up at that. "What?"

"Kill me," she whispered softly. "Kill me and end my suffering. Only you can do it."

Agent White gaped at her. This beautiful girl that he slowly fell in love with, wanted him to kill her. "I can't," he spoke.

She flinched. "God.."

"But I know how to save you," he said. "Come with me and you'll be safe. With me." Her eyes turned bright. Hope bloomed in the depths of her eyes.

"Do you promise?" The question was quiet.

"Yes."