because when I took her soul, the less witnesses to see her die the better, since I had a feeling this one wasn’t coming easily.
My last finger counted down , signaling ten seconds was up. The soul stepped out of her house and looked up at the teens across the street to wave. She did this each day with an honest smile, but, to my surprise, today the smile never came. Instead, all that was on her face were wide eyes and a wide open mouth that was letting out a piercing scream. My eyes flashed to the kids; none of them were moving. No trees were swaying, no birds flying; all the surrounding area was still. Five Guardians came out of their hiding places and were immediately by her side. One blew some type of whistle thing and before I knew it six more came out of thin air. Good thing I never got the confidence to try and collect her soul. Noticing only five Guardians before, I’d clearly way underestimated the protection they had on this girl. They all raised their weapons and seemed to be waiting for something. Maybe they sensed me? No, because if so, why weren’t they just attacking me?
It was then that my ears picked up on the laughter. Not like children ’s, sweet and wholesome. No, this laughter that echoed in my ears was of a different sort. The sort that I’d sometimes heard as they passed over our realm to enter earth. It was the dark, deep laughter of Demons. By the sound of it, there had to be at least twenty of them. Along with the laughter, I could hear the shrill, shrieking Harpies approaching. Unlike the birds of this human realm, these harpies were bear-sized, with human heads, bird wings, and they smelt like rotting bodies. The cool air forced my goose-bumps to rise, but this didn’t make sense. Why would they be here after this simple girl? A huge misunderstanding, perhaps? They were seconds away; I needed to leave. They were of no danger to me, as far as I knew, but Father had warned me about them. He basically said, if they were around, they took over, and I should get out of their way. My feet wouldn’t budge as I tried to rationalize the situation in my head. Demons only came in extreme circumstances.
The smell of rotting flesh hit my nose as a harpy swooped over my head . I was stuck now. The Demons and harpies immediately swarmed the Guardians, trying to get to this girl. The sky was bleeding red as the harpies began to fly in and tear at the Guardians’ skin with their thick, sharp claws, at times carrying whatever flesh or body part they had detached from a Guardian. While some Demons attacked physically, others just flew over the Guardians, muttering curses that were quickly killing them off. There were so many horns, teeth, and fire—from the Demons—that came in-between the swarming harpies, I couldn’t even make out which Demons there were.
Occasionally, as the battle raged on, I saw blue and gold lights send a Demon to its end, but it was a rare sight. These Guardians were good, but they had been blindsided. This would be over soon and the Guardians would be returned to their resting place. The Demons would end this and take the girl’s soul. It was theirs now; no way could I take it from them.
The fight started to inch towards my direction. Only three Guardians were left now. The blonde Guardian , who I recognized from the truck incident, was one of the ones left and he seemed to not even be fighting. He appeared to be the blocker of incoming spells and objects that the Demons were using to try to kill the girl. I took a couple of steps back and found myself at the side of her neighbor’s house. Even so, the battle continued to inch closer to where I stood. I wanted to run, or teleport out of there, but I couldn’t risk a Demon mistaking me for one of the Guardians. Any movement would queue them in my direction, and death by Demon wasn’t in the cards for today. Only a few minutes more,
My last finger counted down , signaling ten seconds was up. The soul stepped out of her house and looked up at the teens across the street to wave. She did this each day with an honest smile, but, to my surprise, today the smile never came. Instead, all that was on her face were wide eyes and a wide open mouth that was letting out a piercing scream. My eyes flashed to the kids; none of them were moving. No trees were swaying, no birds flying; all the surrounding area was still. Five Guardians came out of their hiding places and were immediately by her side. One blew some type of whistle thing and before I knew it six more came out of thin air. Good thing I never got the confidence to try and collect her soul. Noticing only five Guardians before, I’d clearly way underestimated the protection they had on this girl. They all raised their weapons and seemed to be waiting for something. Maybe they sensed me? No, because if so, why weren’t they just attacking me?
It was then that my ears picked up on the laughter. Not like children ’s, sweet and wholesome. No, this laughter that echoed in my ears was of a different sort. The sort that I’d sometimes heard as they passed over our realm to enter earth. It was the dark, deep laughter of Demons. By the sound of it, there had to be at least twenty of them. Along with the laughter, I could hear the shrill, shrieking Harpies approaching. Unlike the birds of this human realm, these harpies were bear-sized, with human heads, bird wings, and they smelt like rotting bodies. The cool air forced my goose-bumps to rise, but this didn’t make sense. Why would they be here after this simple girl? A huge misunderstanding, perhaps? They were seconds away; I needed to leave. They were of no danger to me, as far as I knew, but Father had warned me about them. He basically said, if they were around, they took over, and I should get out of their way. My feet wouldn’t budge as I tried to rationalize the situation in my head. Demons only came in extreme circumstances.
The smell of rotting flesh hit my nose as a harpy swooped over my head . I was stuck now. The Demons and harpies immediately swarmed the Guardians, trying to get to this girl. The sky was bleeding red as the harpies began to fly in and tear at the Guardians’ skin with their thick, sharp claws, at times carrying whatever flesh or body part they had detached from a Guardian. While some Demons attacked physically, others just flew over the Guardians, muttering curses that were quickly killing them off. There were so many horns, teeth, and fire—from the Demons—that came in-between the swarming harpies, I couldn’t even make out which Demons there were.
Occasionally, as the battle raged on, I saw blue and gold lights send a Demon to its end, but it was a rare sight. These Guardians were good, but they had been blindsided. This would be over soon and the Guardians would be returned to their resting place. The Demons would end this and take the girl’s soul. It was theirs now; no way could I take it from them.
The fight started to inch towards my direction. Only three Guardians were left now. The blonde Guardian , who I recognized from the truck incident, was one of the ones left and he seemed to not even be fighting. He appeared to be the blocker of incoming spells and objects that the Demons were using to try to kill the girl. I took a couple of steps back and found myself at the side of her neighbor’s house. Even so, the battle continued to inch closer to where I stood. I wanted to run, or teleport out of there, but I couldn’t risk a Demon mistaking me for one of the Guardians. Any movement would queue them in my direction, and death by Demon wasn’t in the cards for today. Only a few minutes more,
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