Super Shorties

Cupid

I flew as fast as I could, searching the burning wreck of the train for one special person. "Where is she? Where is she?" Flames leapt around the inside of the passenger car but couldn't touch me as I hunted. The heat rolled through me and melted the carpeted seats. The plastic interior bubbled and blackened like the flesh of some of these unlucky humans. This girl needed to live. Her child would find the cure for cancer. With the right nudges of course. But that wasn't my job. My job was to make sure a certain fireman finds her. But I have to find her first. There!

Slumped sideways in her seat was the girl I was looking for. Her brown hair was no longer in its bun and spilled freely across her face mingling with the blood from a large gash. A piece of twisted metal stuck out from her side. Her soul was dimming. "Oh no." I materialized before her and knelt examining the girl. The wound was fatal. There was a flash of light from behind me and I stood whirling to face a man who crumpled to the floor, his eyes burn out. "You should be more careful Cupid." I let out a sigh of relief at the angel now standing before me. "Ezekiel."

"Is that her?" He nodded at the girl behind me. "Yes." He nodded again and stepped around me. "I'll heal this, go get the fireman. And watch out for more demons." I bowed and left the train racing back along the tracks to a young man in firefighter gear. He was running toward a demon possessing a small child calling for help leading the man the wrong way. "Stop messing with my ship!" Still invisible I grabbed the firefighter and spun him around pushing him back toward where the girl was.

I felt the presence of three more demons behind us as I shoved the man along. I can't fight demons. I'm just a Cupid! "Leave them to us little sister."

"Muriel, Daniel." I nodded to each of the angels with a smile and continued guiding the slightly bewildered man toward the train car that held the girl. Angels might be a bit uppity at times but they look after their own. I led the fireman through a hole in the train car and over to where Ezekiel had left the girl. Upon sighting the girl the fireman immediately began checking her over for injuries. Good.

I took out my bow and inscribed their shared mark on their hearts. "Its Fate." I whispered. My job finished I left to get my next assignment.