The New Era

Guardian Angel

I am not sure how I got to the mortal's home but before I realized I was inside a small apartment, it was kind bear, and girly. I walked around, and quickly  memorized the small apartment, I eventually went to the last room it was locked but it did not matter I was an angel I could just open it. It was super dark considering it was the middle of the day, the curtains were closed but broken, many things were broken and littered on the ground, even pieces of glass. But what concerned me the absolute worst were long scratch marks scored on the walls, and a unfinished pentagram. I shot out the room and looked around the apartment the girl had to be around somewhere, if she is not in her parent's room then where possibly could she be? The second room is empty so why.... I took a big breath then let it out I was getting ahead of myself again I should just read the documents. i flew back to the kitchen to see if the documents where there and sure enough there they where. I took the folder and the first thing inside was a picture of a teenage girl, she had long ebony hair, and dark chocolate eyes. But those dark eyes looked tired and afraid, I flipped to the next page for her information. 

Name: Isa Lucero Campbel

Age:17

Gender: female

D.O.B- April 14 XX

Height- 5' 6"

weight- XX

Visitors- Ariel

Michael

Guardian Angel(s)- NONE

I blinked a couple of times, I just could not believe it, she had never been assigned a Angel. But she has been visited by Michael. It did not make any sense. I continued reading through the files but they where empty when it came to her on a personal level, even what she likes and dislikes where blank. While I finished reading through the documents I summarized what i had learned to myself, 'She is an orphan  teen that is legally independent, still attends school, and has only 2 visitors.' Then I herd the front door click, I turned to the clock, 3:30 she must be home. I watch as the girl named Isa walked in and took her shoes off and trudged to the living room. I continued to observe her while she did paperwork it seamed, I then remember the horrible claw marks in her room. Maybe... She knows something even if its through a mortals perspective... I get off the counter top and walk torwards her, If I touch her head even a strand of her hair I could look through her memories. I reached out with my hand to touch her head, but she quickly kicked me in the gut knocking the breath out of me. She had now taken a fighting stance and was glaring at me, I was shocked  she had touched me but how. 

"Who are you and why are you in my house?!?" She demanded but I didn't answer. I was so confused mortals should not be able to see me, the ones that are spiritually strong can only hear there name when a guardian angel says it. So how...?

"Answer me!.... What? don't tell me you died with your tongue cut out and you can't talk." She continued, died? 

"H-how can you see me?" I finally blurted getting up from the floor slowly.

"With my eyes what else? You... look different from the usual ghosts," Her eyes then widen and she pulls out a small dagger, a blessed dagger. "Then you must be a demon, great I'll send you back to hell." Does she think I am a demon? Could she be a Sighted one? And more importantly why in the name of the father does she have a blessed dagger?!?! 

"H-hold up! I mean no harm! I am your guardian angel." I stutter holding my hands up in defeat, she narrows her eyes suspiciously. I gulp back saliva, although I am an angel and mortal weapons do not harm me, blessed weapons can. I remember the documents and hand them slowly to her, she snatches the files from my grasp and looks through it. She glanced up from them still unconvinced, she then flings something at me and it hits my forehead. I felt a jolt of pain and a grasp my forehead.