Friday, December 29, 2006

Angel Protector Chapter 6: Ignorance

Christine walked out and saw a guard running towards her. He was panting heavily and while he catching his breath, she stopped him and tried to calm him.

"Why are you in such a hurry? What happened?"
"Miss Christine! We're under attack!"
"Again? Those demons don't give up! What's the status?"
"The cherubim's are holding off the assault for now."

Christine pushed open the door and shouted to Michael.

"Sorry to disturb the moment boys, but it seems we're under attack again."
"What? What's the status report?"
"The cherubim's are already holding them off."
"We need to hurry, Sera you stay here, come Christine let's go."
"I'm already ok! I can fight!"
"This is just a small scale attack; they'll leave once they get tired of hitting the shield.
"But..."
"Yes you're in no condition to fight yet, just stay here for the time being and get some rest. You should listen to me if you don't listen to Michael at least."

Michael and Christine both rushed out and flew to the gates of Divinia. The cherubim's were already there. Cherubim's are angels who specialize in using the harp to defend or support the others. They were all dressed in pure violet long robes except for the chief cherubim who were dressed in white and violet. There were 4 groups of them now at each corner. Each group was concentrating in playing the same tune to keep out the demons. As they were gracefully playing, demon after demon attacked the shield that was formed around the castle.

Michael and Christine soon reached and Michael stopped to talk one of the guards.

"How many are there?"
"About 100 sir."
"What are they thinking? Attacking only with 100, bring my sword; I'll bring all of them down."
"Sir here's your sword."

Michael took his sword and took it out of its scabbard. His sword was made of the finest metal and it gleamed against the light as he pulled it out. He flew outside and came face to face with the 100 demons outside.

"Do you think you can defeat all of us Michael? You're just a pathetic seraphim."
"I'll let my sword answer that."

Michael flew quickly through the mob and slashed a few before flying high again. As more ran towards him he evaded them nicely and delivered more slashes to the mob. Christine was watching from the top and smiled to herself as she saw the mob slowly decreasing in number.

Suddenly a few demons came from behind Michael and attacked him! Christine tried to shout to him but it was too late. Michael was slashed by the claws of the demons as more came to attack him. His right arm was now bleeding heavily and so were his legs. Someone was now flying to help him. Christine watched helplessly as she saw tried to see who the person was. Her eyes widened as she saw the face of the person.

"Christy..."

Christy was the older sister of Christine and she was the chief cherubim. She flew above the mob that was attacking Michael and magically set her harp to float on the sky. She closed her eyes and played a slow melody. The mob turned around and ran towards her. Christy suddenly opened her eyes and changed the melody to a very loud and unmelodious tune that made everyone cover their ears. The mob stopped too but started to attack each other, destroying each other in the process.

Christy stopped playing and there wasn't a single demon left. Everyone cheered as she slowly brought Michael back inside. Christine laid him and took out her staff.

"Thanks for saving him Christy."
"It wasn't much of a problem to save him." *smiles*
"I'll take care of him now."
"Yes please do."

Christine tapped the staff on the body of Michael and an oval blue light covered him. As she flew away Michael was being magically chained to her by the blue light. He was being slowly healed even as he lay down inside the light. He was brought to his room and Christine put him on his bed while using her staff to heal him and put him to a deep slumber.


Back on Earth Ayumi had already finished school and was at home. Still wondering where Sera was, she seemed listless as she sensed something had happened to him. While in her own thoughts, she accidentally tripped and dropped her pen under her bed. She bent down to take it but saw something shining under her bed. Curious, she took it and looked at it in surprise. It was a yellow stone in the shape of a star and white clouds could be seen inside moving around. She stared in amazement as the clouds inside moved. The clouds inside started to form words 1 by 1 as she continued staring at it. She read out the word each time it was formed.

"Call"
"my"
"name"
"it"
"is"
"Scyra"
As she said the last word the crystal opened and filled the room with smoke.