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Dawn Turner

My life flashed before my eyes.

I felt like I had died and was brought back to life in a single second. And it was not the pleasant kind of 'brought back to life'. I quite literally felt like someone had broken all the bones in my body, took them out for no reason, and then placed them back in.

My head felt very heavy and even with a lot of effort, I still couldn't move. I wanted to open my eyes but they did not comply. I wanted to yell out for someone to help me but no voice came out of my mouth.

The last thing I remember is driving and seeing a bright light.

The light was so blinding that it hurts just thinking about it. I can feel my head pounding at just the memory of the light.

Then came a loud crash; and after that? I felt numb. I don't know where I am. Who brought me here? Where even is here? What is my condition is like?

Am I dead?

Am I in some sort of waiting room, waiting for God to decide my fate? Is he about to decide whether hell or heaven would be more fitting for me? Is it too late to pray now and ask for forgiveness?

I don't consider myself a bad person.

Of course everyone says that but I'm actually being serious. I have never killed anyone...yet. I've never vandalized... well ... never mind. I've never stolen anything though...except for that one gum pack in middle school.

Okay fine, I confess. I may have done a few minor bad things. I've never done anything so bad to the point where I deserve to be damned to hell though.

I mean sure; I'm clumsy and my clumsiness disturbs the peace of most people around me, but does that make me that bad of a person?

"Girl, your thoughts are too entertaining to listen to. I've been sitting here for about an hour and I still haven't felt bored since then." I heard a voice say. I tried to figure out who the voice belonged to but my senses weren't fully back to normal and I couldn't tell who was speaking.

Hello, unknown creature. I come bearing peace. Do you hear me?

I thought and hoped that whoever was around me heard that.

"Dawn, citizen of earth, yes I do hear you." The voice said again and I felt relief take over me. "Also, why are we speaking like this again?" I was finally able to recognize who this voice belonged to. Zach, my freaking guardian angel that apparently really existed.

I can't move, I don't know why.

"Yeah I mean your body is kind of still weak because you kind of just almost died a while ago. Thank you for the excruciating pain, by the way. Oh, if only I can wipe that smirk right off Bob's face. That annoying old man!" Zach continued muttering to himself. If I was able to move my body around and face palm myself, I would. Are angels even allowed to trash talk each other? Probably if they're not in heaven, I guess.

You're kind of getting off track here, Zachary.

"Wait, how did you know that my full name is Zachary?" His voice held curiosity.

I guessed. Nice name, by the way.

"Why thank you, Dawnery."

That's not my name.

"Whatever you say, Dawnery." I could almost hear the smug tone in his voice. I never thought angels would be this annoying. He's lucky I can't move or I would've...plucked his feathers out? I guess?

No seriously, never call me that again. Also, when will I be able to move around and talk again?

"I'd give it an hour if I were you."

Shoot.

"Language!"

You're a literal idiot.

"You're the one talking to yourself."

We both know you can hear me!

"...."

Hello?

"...."

Hey, I'm talking to you here.

"...."

I know you can hear me!

"...."

I'll pet your wings if you talk.

"Now that's just offensive. I'm glaring at you, by the way."

I can't even see him but I can imagine his eyes glaring at me very vividly.

I can't believe I really have to be unconscious for about another hour and with Zach of all people. How did my life end up like this?

Zach Adams

I can't believe I really have to be unconscious for about another hour and with Zach of all people. How did my life end up like this?

"Hey, you should be honored." I glared at her again even though she still couldn't see me.

Can you stop reading my thoughts? I'll put you in jail, young man.

"You're like thousands of years younger than me." I corrected her.

Well I can still put you in jail, old man.

"You actually can't. There's no rule that stops an angel from listening to a human's thoughts.

Well there should be a rule and here's why-

"I'm going to go make some tea. Toodles!" I quickly left the room before she could say anything else. Well, before she could think anything else.

After I healed Dawn from that accident, I brought her back to my house so she could rest. And no, it's not in heaven. I bought a house down here on earth so that I would be able to get to the humans I'm supposed to protect as soon as possible in case they're in trouble. It's faster to teleport from my house to Dawn than it is to teleport to her from heaven.

Granted, I'm usually still a little late because the higher-ups love overworking me up there in heaven and let's be honest, I'm not really the greatest at my job.

I'm trying to give Dawn some hope by helping her and giving her advice but the truth is; I don't know if any of us are prepared for Alexander. He became a fallen for a reason, and it was a little...never mind. It pains me just thinking about it.

I just hope he eventually gets tired of chasing after her and having me chase after him as well. He's usually the type to get his job done quickly. Killing people with no mercy is what he's known for in heaven and hell.

I'm guessing he's taking his sweet time with Dawn because she was actually able to hurt him back whereas his other victims usually fell to the ground in fear.

I mean, he can literally kill people without even touching them. I'm surprised Dawn is still alive at this point.

The more time I spent following Dawn, the more I began to understand why Alexander is so interested in making her life a living hell.

No offense, of course.

I mean I may not have been hit by her across the face with a pan a couple of times but I do enjoy her company. Let me tell you, watching over this girl has been one hell of a roller coaster ride. Trouble just seems to be following her everywhere, even as a kid.

I've actually been assigned to watch over Dawn ever since she was born. I helped her with a lot of her problems without her noticing but I was unfortunately not allowed to stop her friend and father from dying. It was their time to go and stopping someone from dying when it's their time to go breaks the balance of the heavens and hell. We can never risk doing that.

I was also never allowed to show her my identity which is why I always erased her memory after helping her but now things have changed. The higher-ups allow me now to show myself to her and it's because they realized just how deeply in trouble she had gotten herself into with the most dangerous fallen angel to exist.

Flashback: 16 years ago

"I want to play!" Little Dawn stood up from the bench in the park and started running towards the slides.

"Dawn, no! You will fall!" Her mother ran after her as fast as she could but little Dawn was a really fast and disobedient kid.

I stood near a tree and watched as Dawn tripped over a rock and came tumbling to the ground.

She sat up on the ground and extended her hand which was now covered in blood. Her face displayed a look of horror, alarming her mom. Dawn suddenly started crying. "Mommy, it hurts!"

Her mother ran over to her but I stopped her before she could arrive. "I'll take care of this." She nodded and walked away, not paying any attention to Dawn anymore. It's one of the many tricks angels can do.

"You should've listened to your mother, Dawn. What did we say about kids that don't listen to their parents?" I frowned at her and grabbed her bleeding arm as gently as I could.

"But I wanted to play, zoochey! I just wanted to use the slide!" She continued crying and I rolled my eyes.

Did I forget to erase her memory last time?

"It's Zach, you are way far off." She shrugged and watched as I placed my hand over her wound and closed my eyes. I whispered some words in Latin and opened my eyes again, waiting for the small cut to heal itself slowly.

Once I removed my hand, I saw that her wound had healed completely. I then cupped her cheek in my hand. "I'll continue watching over you, Dawn. You can't remember me though." I gave her a sad smile and closed my eyes. "Obliviscatur"

-Forget- .

"Mommy! Stranger danger! Stranger danger! Get away from me, tall man! You stink!" Young dawn pushed my hand away and started yelling, forgetting everything I did for her.

Kids...

Before her mother could see me, I quickly walked away from her and teleported back home.

End of flashback

I finished drinking my tea and went back to my room to sit with Dawn. Her eyes were wide open now but she was still unable to move.

I hate you so much for leaving me alone for 10 whole minutes. I was so bored.

"Aww, you even counted? God, why am I so likable? It's a curse I tell you, a curse!" I looked up to the sky and yelled out dramatically.

God I don't know what sins I've committed but please save me from him. Get me a new guardian angel I beg you, this one is annoying.

"It's me or nothing, Dawn."

Is there a contract I can sign to choose the option 'nothing'?

I smiled at her response. This is going to be a very long day.