Soul Guardian 4
Title: Soul Guardian
Pairing: Yunho and Changmin
Genre: Paranormal
Length 4/?
Rating: for ages 14+ unless noted for older ages
Author: shilla_dragon
Yunho strode into the bedroom and saw my sleeping form, he walked towards the bed and sat beside me. Damn, I and my corporeal body need to be joined now. I haven't gotten a chance to use my poor wings tonight. I felt them sag in disappointment at my back, don't worry wings, we'll be flying soon. After my brother is tucked in bed later we'll be flying in the perimeter. I snorted at myself, perimeter, I'm sounding like a G.I Joe. The Lifesource knows even Rambo don't have anything on me. I'm a Death angel, if it’s their time no one can resist me. I side-eyed my brother who is shaking my shoulder to wake me up, pretty roughly, if my shoulder hurts later Imma gonna step on his pretty toes later for vengence. Don't I wish my powers would make it easy to control this cub? I need to ask Ri if I can borrow some of her evil Jedi powers one of this days. I have a feeling I'll need them. If I won't well, its still nice to move thinks around without lifting a hand or having people move things for you.
I moved back to my body, waking up seeing things shaking in my vision. "Is there an earthquake?!" I glared at my brother. "Can you stop shaking me? I'm getting woozy here, see my eyes? They're freaking open!"
Yunho laughed, a bit throaty. "Sorry, I thought you were just sleep talking."
I know you well enough to know how you don't mean what you said, brother. "Yeah, I'm sleeping with my eyes open, my secret talent." Sarcasm can't seem to stop dripping from me at this lifetime, tsk3x. If Papa Lifesource is here, he will be shaking his head. 'You are souring the new angel, my little one. I may not be able to handle all of you if you're all so flippant' Yep, that sounds like something the Lifesource will say during our bi-century meetings. If someone thinks we hold annual meetings, they certainly have no idea how repetitive and boring that gets if you live forever. We have better things to do with our existance. Everyone know, no matter how much the Elders deny them, that the Lifesource himself doesn't like the bi-century meetings. He'll take any chance to escape them just like any others of use who have lived long enough to know how they usually go. We could just use the technology right now and just put them in playback for anyone interested.
I sat up, looking at Yunho while I rub my eyes. "What?" His stare is weird-ing me out.
"You forgetting something?"
"I think I do since I can't recall anything I should remember."
He shook his head and smiled, oh noes, that is the Lifesource TM headshake, he's definitely going to be the straightest Archangel in history, Papa Lifesource will be so proud! Oh wait, might not be the straightest... he might be gay. Not the same context, but still, not 100% straightest. Just in practice, not the preference.
"Have you greeted Shindong a Happy Birthday yet?" I heard his voice cutting through my A.D.D. thoughts.
"Huh?" I mentally patted myself at the back, my sarcastic self did it actually, while telling my very smart self *cought* sarcasm *cough* 'Is that the best answer you can say?' My sarcastic self imitated the Lifesource TM headshake and my smart ego sagged, deflated, wanting a hug.
"Get up, you're already sleeping here when you haven't greeted the celebrant? Here I thought mom thought you really good manners." He did the Lifesource TM headshake again.
I pouted, I'm the younger brother, I can be the silly one. I also thought if the Lifesource can sue him for using the Lifesource TM headshake twice in a row. Copyright infringement right? Then I thought Papa Lifesource will not sue, he will just say, 'Imitation is the best way of flattery, my little. At least when its not in a mocking manner or when there are no profits involved right?'
"I'm going, I'm going. Aish. I'll wash my face first." I went to the bathroom. He tried to follow. I locked the door before he can enter. YES, I'm childish, got a problem when I caught a tantrum?
I made sure Yunho won't hear me before I called out Ri. "Riomin, is there something I can help you with?" She smiled at me, her tone that forever calm and sweet tone. It’s her normal tone. It doesn't change unless she's screaming death curses at you. I only witnessed that once, when some black sorcerer tried to sacrifice one of our kin for an immortality ritual. He got his immortality, alright; he's now spending an eternity of torture. Who said angels are forgiving?
"I'm Changmin right now, sister." I smiled back at her, she has a tendency to call me by my first name. And by first name I meant that Riomin was my name when I was newly created and born in the world, just like Yunho is right now. Ri looked after me when I was a new Death Angel.
"What can I do for you today, Changmin?" Her eyes lit up in amusement..
"There was a succubus here. Got any feel on her?" Ri might be a lot of things, but one of her strongest trait is as a seer.
Her face went stoic, her normal expression. She smiles yes, but she can't hold it long, not without effort. They said its the seclusion, unlike some of us who go to the human world a lot and are sometimes reborn, Ri stays in the council hall most of the time, her powers can't be contained by a human body so she stays near the Lifesource, sharing powers with him, instaed of venturing into the world.
"She stirs trouble. Some will get hurt. Bystanders, humans. Innocents."
"Is it their time or...?"
"They are not slated to die, chances are they'll end up as food."
I muttered a curse. Ri's eyebrow raised a bit. I can swear I got that habit from her. Mine just got natural looking because of practice; her's is more of actual reaction than pestering skill. "You want me for the visit?"
"Its going to be that bad?" I'm surprised; Ri doesn't offer assistance like this.
"At least 37 will go down because of her. I need to go down to bring her back to her world before she stirs too much damage with our charges. Not all of us are immune to succubus kiss."
"Oh." I now know why she offered, our branch of the Life Tree are immune to most, if not all, kinds of demon powers and glamour. When the Lifesource decided to create angels, he created a tree that bears our souls, each branch has its own lineage of sorts. Each has some sort of specialty. Gin, Ri and I came from the 1st branch. Our branch is the most diverse in angel kind and has the most immunity to other beings.Yunho came from the 7th branch, most of them are Archangels or guardian angels, and their specialty is in their ability of talk people into doing things. They can coax you to do anything they want, which helps a lot in their line of duty.
Yunho knocked on the door. "Hey, are you sleeping there?"
"No, I'm done, Just washing my hands." I turned the faucet on for effects.
Ri smiled, "I'll see you tomorrow, brother."
I smiled back at her and waved goodbye. Most of the older ones call me child or little one regardless of my age. The reason is because I died when I was 20 years old, a week before my 21st birthday. In our history, the youngest who died is Ri, she died at age 19. They don't call her child because she is one of the first one hundred angels who were created, older than most of the council. Most angels of her time have decided to 'hibernate'. I like Ri a lot because she treats everyone like an equal - with the exemption of the newly made that she treats like children to be taught the basics and be protected in their first decade of being an angel.
****
We went down so I can greet Shindong hyung. It was pleasant. I was coaxed into drinking a bit more than I can handle - which mean a LOT. Yunho has turned red and started laughing at any joke. Finally the crowd thinned and I was able to drag his drunken ass back to the guestroom.
"Min, let's get more of those fruity stuff." Yunho tugged at my sleeve.
"No, you're already drunk." I pushed his hand away and tried to make him lie down.
"If no alcohol, then lets get chocolates." He smiles with a lot of teeth and wattage at me. I sighed. I rarely meet guys with a sweet tooth like his. I thought he'll outgrow them with age but I was wrong. Mom should see this, she and dad are under the impression that hyung is the one taking care of baby me. If only they know, I should get an allowance increase because of this.
"Ok, I'll get some. Stay there. Don't try to take a bath or showers, with you’re clumsiness you might fall and bash your head. Its going to be hard to take a bath with sticky blood running on the walls you know. Its impolite to stain other people's bathrooms with your blood and brain matter." I left after he- I cringed - pinky promised he'll stay in bed.
The chocolates are in the kitchen of course, the caterers are cleaning up when I came up to one of them to ask if there are any sweets, preferably chocolates, around. A petite girl smiled at me and handed me with a box of shell shaped chocolates, she called them Belgian pralines. They look yummy. And the box she gave me has at least 24 in them. Very generous of her.
I came back to see my brother watching T.V. Lilo and Stitch. I can't complain, I'm secretly fond of the blue, four-armed furball too. I joined him and offered him the chocolate and the coffee they also gave me. We shared the food and watched the show. After witnessing him stifle half a dozen yawns he finally decided its time to sleep. I mentally sighed at having to share the bed. We both stink, the alcohol is seeping through our skin through sweat.
I tried to sleep too. After a couple of hours of staring at the ceiling and listening to him breathe, I admitted failure. I went to the bathroom to dip in a warm bath to help me relax. It is effective. I felt ready to sleep and wake up next week. When I got up though I scrunched my face, dirty clothes. I don't like to sleep in clothe I've sweat on. Dirty underwear. Double no. I checked and there is a fluffy black robe available. I washed my underwear and shirt in the sink, they would be dry tomorrow. Can't do anything about the jeans. I have to wear them when we leave. They won't dry in time. I padded out of the bathroom, meeting with Yunho's glazed eyes. He cocked his head sideward. "Minnie, why do you have black wings? The party is over right?"
I froze. "What did you say?" This shit can't be happening.
"You have wings, black with tips that got silver gray in color." Yunho said, his eyes a bit unfocused. He just described my wing to me. This is real.FUQ. I felt dread closing in on me. The first time I saw wings was when my uncle- who was also my soul guardian- was talking to another angel. I saw their wings. That was the day before my uncle and I died. We were killed within 24 hours and me seeing their wings was a warning. Double FUQ.
Please comment. They are highly encouraging =D
Pairing: Yunho and Changmin
Genre: Paranormal
Length 4/?
Rating: for ages 14+ unless noted for older ages
Author: shilla_dragon
Yunho strode into the bedroom and saw my sleeping form, he walked towards the bed and sat beside me. Damn, I and my corporeal body need to be joined now. I haven't gotten a chance to use my poor wings tonight. I felt them sag in disappointment at my back, don't worry wings, we'll be flying soon. After my brother is tucked in bed later we'll be flying in the perimeter. I snorted at myself, perimeter, I'm sounding like a G.I Joe. The Lifesource knows even Rambo don't have anything on me. I'm a Death angel, if it’s their time no one can resist me. I side-eyed my brother who is shaking my shoulder to wake me up, pretty roughly, if my shoulder hurts later Imma gonna step on his pretty toes later for vengence. Don't I wish my powers would make it easy to control this cub? I need to ask Ri if I can borrow some of her evil Jedi powers one of this days. I have a feeling I'll need them. If I won't well, its still nice to move thinks around without lifting a hand or having people move things for you.
I moved back to my body, waking up seeing things shaking in my vision. "Is there an earthquake?!" I glared at my brother. "Can you stop shaking me? I'm getting woozy here, see my eyes? They're freaking open!"
Yunho laughed, a bit throaty. "Sorry, I thought you were just sleep talking."
I know you well enough to know how you don't mean what you said, brother. "Yeah, I'm sleeping with my eyes open, my secret talent." Sarcasm can't seem to stop dripping from me at this lifetime, tsk3x. If Papa Lifesource is here, he will be shaking his head. 'You are souring the new angel, my little one. I may not be able to handle all of you if you're all so flippant' Yep, that sounds like something the Lifesource will say during our bi-century meetings. If someone thinks we hold annual meetings, they certainly have no idea how repetitive and boring that gets if you live forever. We have better things to do with our existance. Everyone know, no matter how much the Elders deny them, that the Lifesource himself doesn't like the bi-century meetings. He'll take any chance to escape them just like any others of use who have lived long enough to know how they usually go. We could just use the technology right now and just put them in playback for anyone interested.
I sat up, looking at Yunho while I rub my eyes. "What?" His stare is weird-ing me out.
"You forgetting something?"
"I think I do since I can't recall anything I should remember."
He shook his head and smiled, oh noes, that is the Lifesource TM headshake, he's definitely going to be the straightest Archangel in history, Papa Lifesource will be so proud! Oh wait, might not be the straightest... he might be gay. Not the same context, but still, not 100% straightest. Just in practice, not the preference.
"Have you greeted Shindong a Happy Birthday yet?" I heard his voice cutting through my A.D.D. thoughts.
"Huh?" I mentally patted myself at the back, my sarcastic self did it actually, while telling my very smart self *cought* sarcasm *cough* 'Is that the best answer you can say?' My sarcastic self imitated the Lifesource TM headshake and my smart ego sagged, deflated, wanting a hug.
"Get up, you're already sleeping here when you haven't greeted the celebrant? Here I thought mom thought you really good manners." He did the Lifesource TM headshake again.
I pouted, I'm the younger brother, I can be the silly one. I also thought if the Lifesource can sue him for using the Lifesource TM headshake twice in a row. Copyright infringement right? Then I thought Papa Lifesource will not sue, he will just say, 'Imitation is the best way of flattery, my little. At least when its not in a mocking manner or when there are no profits involved right?'
"I'm going, I'm going. Aish. I'll wash my face first." I went to the bathroom. He tried to follow. I locked the door before he can enter. YES, I'm childish, got a problem when I caught a tantrum?
I made sure Yunho won't hear me before I called out Ri. "Riomin, is there something I can help you with?" She smiled at me, her tone that forever calm and sweet tone. It’s her normal tone. It doesn't change unless she's screaming death curses at you. I only witnessed that once, when some black sorcerer tried to sacrifice one of our kin for an immortality ritual. He got his immortality, alright; he's now spending an eternity of torture. Who said angels are forgiving?
"I'm Changmin right now, sister." I smiled back at her, she has a tendency to call me by my first name. And by first name I meant that Riomin was my name when I was newly created and born in the world, just like Yunho is right now. Ri looked after me when I was a new Death Angel.
"What can I do for you today, Changmin?" Her eyes lit up in amusement..
"There was a succubus here. Got any feel on her?" Ri might be a lot of things, but one of her strongest trait is as a seer.
Her face went stoic, her normal expression. She smiles yes, but she can't hold it long, not without effort. They said its the seclusion, unlike some of us who go to the human world a lot and are sometimes reborn, Ri stays in the council hall most of the time, her powers can't be contained by a human body so she stays near the Lifesource, sharing powers with him, instaed of venturing into the world.
"She stirs trouble. Some will get hurt. Bystanders, humans. Innocents."
"Is it their time or...?"
"They are not slated to die, chances are they'll end up as food."
I muttered a curse. Ri's eyebrow raised a bit. I can swear I got that habit from her. Mine just got natural looking because of practice; her's is more of actual reaction than pestering skill. "You want me for the visit?"
"Its going to be that bad?" I'm surprised; Ri doesn't offer assistance like this.
"At least 37 will go down because of her. I need to go down to bring her back to her world before she stirs too much damage with our charges. Not all of us are immune to succubus kiss."
"Oh." I now know why she offered, our branch of the Life Tree are immune to most, if not all, kinds of demon powers and glamour. When the Lifesource decided to create angels, he created a tree that bears our souls, each branch has its own lineage of sorts. Each has some sort of specialty. Gin, Ri and I came from the 1st branch. Our branch is the most diverse in angel kind and has the most immunity to other beings.Yunho came from the 7th branch, most of them are Archangels or guardian angels, and their specialty is in their ability of talk people into doing things. They can coax you to do anything they want, which helps a lot in their line of duty.
Yunho knocked on the door. "Hey, are you sleeping there?"
"No, I'm done, Just washing my hands." I turned the faucet on for effects.
Ri smiled, "I'll see you tomorrow, brother."
I smiled back at her and waved goodbye. Most of the older ones call me child or little one regardless of my age. The reason is because I died when I was 20 years old, a week before my 21st birthday. In our history, the youngest who died is Ri, she died at age 19. They don't call her child because she is one of the first one hundred angels who were created, older than most of the council. Most angels of her time have decided to 'hibernate'. I like Ri a lot because she treats everyone like an equal - with the exemption of the newly made that she treats like children to be taught the basics and be protected in their first decade of being an angel.
****
We went down so I can greet Shindong hyung. It was pleasant. I was coaxed into drinking a bit more than I can handle - which mean a LOT. Yunho has turned red and started laughing at any joke. Finally the crowd thinned and I was able to drag his drunken ass back to the guestroom.
"Min, let's get more of those fruity stuff." Yunho tugged at my sleeve.
"No, you're already drunk." I pushed his hand away and tried to make him lie down.
"If no alcohol, then lets get chocolates." He smiles with a lot of teeth and wattage at me. I sighed. I rarely meet guys with a sweet tooth like his. I thought he'll outgrow them with age but I was wrong. Mom should see this, she and dad are under the impression that hyung is the one taking care of baby me. If only they know, I should get an allowance increase because of this.
"Ok, I'll get some. Stay there. Don't try to take a bath or showers, with you’re clumsiness you might fall and bash your head. Its going to be hard to take a bath with sticky blood running on the walls you know. Its impolite to stain other people's bathrooms with your blood and brain matter." I left after he- I cringed - pinky promised he'll stay in bed.
The chocolates are in the kitchen of course, the caterers are cleaning up when I came up to one of them to ask if there are any sweets, preferably chocolates, around. A petite girl smiled at me and handed me with a box of shell shaped chocolates, she called them Belgian pralines. They look yummy. And the box she gave me has at least 24 in them. Very generous of her.
I came back to see my brother watching T.V. Lilo and Stitch. I can't complain, I'm secretly fond of the blue, four-armed furball too. I joined him and offered him the chocolate and the coffee they also gave me. We shared the food and watched the show. After witnessing him stifle half a dozen yawns he finally decided its time to sleep. I mentally sighed at having to share the bed. We both stink, the alcohol is seeping through our skin through sweat.
I tried to sleep too. After a couple of hours of staring at the ceiling and listening to him breathe, I admitted failure. I went to the bathroom to dip in a warm bath to help me relax. It is effective. I felt ready to sleep and wake up next week. When I got up though I scrunched my face, dirty clothes. I don't like to sleep in clothe I've sweat on. Dirty underwear. Double no. I checked and there is a fluffy black robe available. I washed my underwear and shirt in the sink, they would be dry tomorrow. Can't do anything about the jeans. I have to wear them when we leave. They won't dry in time. I padded out of the bathroom, meeting with Yunho's glazed eyes. He cocked his head sideward. "Minnie, why do you have black wings? The party is over right?"
I froze. "What did you say?" This shit can't be happening.
"You have wings, black with tips that got silver gray in color." Yunho said, his eyes a bit unfocused. He just described my wing to me. This is real.FUQ. I felt dread closing in on me. The first time I saw wings was when my uncle- who was also my soul guardian- was talking to another angel. I saw their wings. That was the day before my uncle and I died. We were killed within 24 hours and me seeing their wings was a warning. Double FUQ.
Please comment. They are highly encouraging =D