Those Who Watch
Description: Someone has to protect them…
October was always the most hectic time for your kind. Everyone was racing to make sure everyone was prepared and protected for Halloween, the day all of your humans would be out acting foolish, and the dark of night would tempt them or attempt to harm them.
You were assigned to an adorably chubby cheeked toddler, some odd years ago, when his previous guardian had suffered an…accident…as your kind would say, rather than speak of the things that caused the child to lose their guardian so early in life. Typically, you stay with your human until that human joins your kind, but some rare cases came about where the guardian is no longer…available…and are assigned a new one.
The bond between human and guardian was unbreakable, and would last forever. Thankfully, the human was young enough when he lost the previous one to not be too attached, accepting you easily.
For years, you watched the wide-eyed baby grow into a rambunctious child, then into the mellow teenager he now was, and having long forgotten you existed, but he would always feel like someone was there, he would just never be able to remember what it is. The day finally arrived, you were so anxious to get it over with you were subconsciously picking at your feathers.
For Halloween, Haechan decided to follow the crowd for once, and was attending a group meet up that would then move to go through abandoned buildings, a normal thing for humans to do on this holiday. Although, it did baffle your kind. Did they not know what this day was? What was lurking in the shadows of every dark corner? Waiting for them to make a mistake, so they could taint their pure souls forever? Evidence would say, no, they didn’t. Which is why it was your soul duty to protect Haechan tonight. To keep him pure and innocent, until his soul was ready to walk with yours.
When the other humans came to collect him, you followed closely behind, nodding respectfully at the other guardians of Haechan’s friends, a silent here we go being shared between your friends. The trek to the abandoned building wasn’t far, being one of the long forgotten buildings at the outskirts of town, close to where your human lived. The teenagers laughed and teased each other, nudging each other in attempts to get someone to take the initiative and be the first to enter the deathly quiet walls.
The tallest of the group seemed to decide he was the bravest, and lead the teenagers into the building, their footsteps echoing off the chipping painted walls.
“Should we do it here or go further?” One girl asked, the small group looking around the deteriorating room.
“I don’t think we can trust the stairs, let’s just stay down here.” Haechan chimed in, a murmur of agreement flowing through the group.
“Here it is.” The tall one said, dumping the backpack he was carrying on the ground and plopping down on the dirty floor, the rest following suit. Once everyone was seated around him in a tight circle, each guardian standing respectfully behind their human, the tall boy opened his backpack and pulled a box out.
Ouija board? You thought, shaking your head with a sigh. Could you be more unoriginal?
A mutter of disappointment came from the tall boy’s guardian, while his human set up the board in the middle of the circle.
“I hope you’re ready for a fight,” The guardian beside you sighed to you. “It’s going to be a rough one, I can feel it.”
The teenagers all shuffled closer, and place their hands on the planchette and looked to the tall boy to ask the first question.
“Is there anyone there?”
A soft breeze flowed through the room, ruffling your feathers and blowing the teens’ hair, making them immediately feel uneasy. You could smell them before you saw them, that foul stench they carried with them spread through the room, unnoticed by the human senses as they emerged. The creature seemed to crawl out of the shadows surrounding the teens. Being completely unnoticed by the humans, it’s scrawny arm reached between Haechan and the girl beside him, slowly moving the planchette over to ‘yes’, drawing a gasp from the people.
“Johnny, stop playing around.” Haechan scowled at the boy.
“What? I’m not doing anything, swear!” Johnny promised, watching the planchette moving with wide eyes.
I-T-S N-O-T H-I-M
“How much longer do we allow this?” Johnny’s guardian scowled, his wings twitching in anticipation.
“You know the rules,” You reminded him softly, keeping your eyes locked on the yellow eyed creature amusing itself with letters. “Until it acts, it can talk to them. It makes the first move, just…stay aware.”
Huffing then nodded, the guardian mumbled, “I don’t see why we have to wait for them to do something. Seems easier to just get rid of it before it tries.”
Ignoring him, you kept your attention on Haechan, waiting for the moment it tried to touch him, and you would be allowed to unleash the fury of the heavens on it. That opportunity came quicker than you anticipated. Your eyes narrowed at the sight of the foul creature just barely brushing against Haechan’s shoulder. Something that may seem insignificant, but that’s all it takes to ruin a soul. With the slightest touch from the creature, it would immediately change the human, opening their minds to things they could only imagine were real.
Unable to see what touched him, but able to feel the slimy creature’s burning touch, he all but slammed into the girl beside him, gasping and clutching his shoulder.
“What’s wrong?” She questioned the boy, who stuttered while speaking.
“S-something touched m-me!”
That was all you needed, confirmation the agreement had been broken. In a flash, your hand shot out, fingers curling into the slimy flesh of its neck and hurling the thing across the room, the splat its body slamming against the wall below a whisper to the humans, just the faintest of sound breaching the veil between your world and theirs. The teens jumped as another, slightly louder sound rang through the room, unable to see you throwing the little spawn against the opposite wall, slamming it into the dry wall and keeping it pinned with your fingers digging into its mushy throat. Its jagged nails scrapped at your arms, spitting and snarling in an attempt to free itself from your grasp, but to no success.
Its small body flew through the air, just barely missing the teens, pushing a breeze past them as they huddled together in fear at the sounds surrounding them.
“You over stayed your welcome.” You snarled, grasping its neck tightly in your hand, its claws grasping for anything, ripping a single feather from your wings in the process. “Now. Go. Back. To. Hell.”
A final growl from you, and a particularly harsh jerk to its throat, it’s head flew to the side, neck snapped, leaving it an invisible ball of nothing to be collected by the reapers come midnight.
The teens shook beside each other, waiting for more sounds to come, but nothing did, the room remained as silent as it was when they entered.
“Is it…is it over?” Johnny asked quietly, looking at the spot they last heard sounds of struggles.
“I think so…” Haechan whispered, eyes locked on the spot you were standing in, looking right through you. “Let’s…get the hell out of here…”
Agreeing without a fight, the group packed up and leaving as fast as they could, Haechan bringing up the rear. Just as he was about to leave through the door, the breeze of the guardians following their humans ran through him, drawing a shiver from him and he hesitated in the doorway. Glancing behind him, you wondered for a brief moment if he could see you now, but as he looked over the room once more, his eyes never caught you.
But he did catch sight of something. His curiosity got the best of him, and he slowly walked over it it, kneeling to pick it up, examining it quietly. The abnormally large, soft thing in his hand was almost blinding white, like it had a glow of it’s own.