Death's Child

Standing Up to Her Superiors

An angel over the lost named Lifagail sat in one of the meeting’s with the bosses of each of the different domains. She fidgeted in her chair slightly desperate to finally get back to her job. She could already imagine sitting with the elderly as they taught her how to knit. Lifagail had already attempted to learn for the last three days.
Suddenly the topic changed from needs of the different areas to damages to hero’s land. Apparently, the statues had toppled onto each other breaking half the town. Someone said something about Destoph.
Up to this point Lifagail was aware there was a baby Destoph she had heard rumors about his appearance and what had happened to his people. But she was not aware of the damage that followed the baby.
So when someone connected the fallen statues; which seemed like the most pompous thing in the universe. A town full of statues for every person. To a little baby Lifagail was confused.
Then they started talking about who should care for Destoph that day and everyone came up with outrageous excuses. Like their space was sick, or planing on doing things that would be to dangerous.
Realizing no one wanted the task Lifagail timidly raised her hand in the air and asked, “Sorry this is my first time being here, normally my superior Gom comes to these meetings. What’s so bad about him?”
A murmur erupted the room.
Genius slapped the octagon table, all went quiet, “Have you spent any time around the Imps?”
Surprised at her boldness and Genius’ reaction Lifagail responded, “Fallen Fairies? Yes I have. What have they to do with a child?”
The entire room shivered.
With a look that could cut stone Genius stared at Lifagail, “It’s no baby. It is a mistake. Tell me Lilgail-”
“L-if-a-gail," she corrected speaking over him.
“Tell me, how does it feel to be around Imps?”
Moving in her bronze velvet seat, Lifagail answered, “Wrong, but that’s not how fairies are made to be. So, it makes sense.”
If possible, Genius stared deeper, “Now take that and imagine feeling like peeling your skin off because the wrongness eats at you. Now tell me is this something you would like to experience?”
At his words Lifagail found something spark in her, she stood, chair banging to the ground, “Look I don’t see how that’s fair! All day long I spend time with those animals, people, creatures that felt lost. They never ever felt accepted in their lives and it is my job as their angel to watch over them. I refuse to accept for all of you to make an innocent child feel the pain of those I take care of. It's my job to help them overcome those feelings, it’s what I’ve tried all my time to accomplish. I thought you were better than that.”
She looked around the room anger boiling in her, “All of you are better than that. You’re the bosses for Death’s sake. The examples, and if none of you will care for him then I will.”
There were faces filled with shame, some with defiance, and some with relief.
Genius smiled, “Well then here’s directions to Destoph’s room. He will be waking up soon.” He pulled a card from his pocket and slid it across the table to her.
Snatching it Lifagail stormed out the room.
“Don’t forget to do your duties as you babysit,” Genius called after her.