The Guardian Angel

Sixteen year old Caitlynn lost both her parents and her younger brother in a car accident. She has now been adopted by her aunt and uncle. She is looking forward to a hard life, but what happens when she meets Tedd, a kind but quite weird boy, and the mysterious Audrey, who tells her a story about different worlds, a kingdom, angels and God?

Note: I put the chapters up as pages - so each chapter is approximately one page in my Word document. AND, sorry for typos and mistakes - I rarely look back at it, so please forgive me.

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“I found you…” he said, and now, still with the tears on his eyes, he smiled at me, a smile of pure happiness that had my insides burning. Then he, once again, pulled me to him, letting me smell this amazing sent that he had. I put my arms around him, allowing him to hold me until he did not want to any more. After a couple of seconds, he pulled away, cleared his voice, clearly wanting to get this back to a more business-ish level.

“You don’t have to do that. I would like you to act like this around me. Be my friend again.” I told him, and the business-mode left him and he smiled.

“But I want to sleep now. I have to go to school tomorrow,” I sighed, wishing that I could just skip it.

“Of course. I will go back outside. Sleep well, Caitlynn,” and then we exited through the window again. When he was gone, I went and closed the window and drew the curtains.

 

I almost fell asleep in class multiple times through the day. It seemed like trying to use magic the day before exhausted me both in body and mind. When the last bell finally chimed, I got off and was the first one to leave the classroom. I yearned to get home and sleep, but as I was walking down the path by the river, something grabbed my elbow, pulling me into the trees. The moment I tried to scream for help, a big, nasty hand was put on top of my mouth, closing of my resort of aid. I tried biting the hand like they always did in movies and such, but it was not possible, and I started to panic. I had my back to the attacker, and he was pulling me hard and painfully by my right elbow. I resisted with all my might, but without success. I realized that this could not be a coincidence. Somehow, Lady Juliet had found out that I had tried to awaken my powers, and sent out a pawn to make an end to me before I could resist on my own. It was clear to me, that whatever it was that had captured me, it was not human. Long, pointy nails bit into my cheeks and face, sending chills down my spine.

I could not see the road any more. I was panicking more and more by the minute. Where was Audrey? I could feel the emblem of the necklace on my chest, but he was nowhere to be seen. Had something happened to him? My mind was filling up with questions, pulling me away from the present. I was roughly taken back, though, when I was thrown at the ground with a force so mighty that I had never experienced anything like it before. My shoulder was hurting badly, my face dug into the earth and damp, half-rotten leaves on the ground. I spat, rolling onto my back to get a look at whatever had pulled me this far. I felt my eyes widen in fear when I say a great beast, more than two meters tall, with fangs hanging out of the mouth like a crocodiles, covered in black fur filled with filth. Its eyes were bright red. All in all, I was reminded of a werewolf. It pulled its lip up, showing off a set of yellow teeth, each of them as long as my thumb. I opened my mouth once again to scream for Audrey, but no sound had left my lips before it had grabbed my ankle and swung me through the air, straight into a young tree, about the size of my arm. It broke by the force, of the hit, but the beast did not let go of me before it had slammed me, back first, into a big old oak. I cried in pain as all air was thrown out of my lungs, my ribs feeling shattered. I fell to the ground, lying at the foot of the oak, silent tears running down my scarred cheeks. My lips formed Audrey’s name silently, as the beast grabbed the front of my jacket and pulled me up so my face was level with its own. I looked at it with disgust, it was all I could do not to bawl, though the tears still fell down from my eyes.

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