Gift Fic: Rewind

Aug 23, 2010 12:21

Another Birthday Gift for the_audren_file

In this time travel adventure, Little!Angela gets a rescue from two very interesting people from the Time Heals-verse.

Enjoy!

Rewind

Angela was reading a book under a tree in the back yard when she sensed it.

An energy surge quite unlike anything that should be happening on Earth.

The six year old looked up from her reading and tried to pinpoint where the energy surge was coming from.   She didn’t have time to locate the source before she sensed someone beside her.  When she turned to look, Angela’s heart skipped in her small chest.  There was a click and an ominous hum of a weapon charging.

A man in black and green stood over her.  His uniform wasn’t Plumber issue, but it looked vaguely similar.  His eyes were behind large, yellow goggles and they looked afraid.  His arms shook and the gun wavered, though squarely aimed at the little girl.

“Target acquired.  That’s her.  Shoot her, Morrison,” a voice crackled over the communication wire.

“But...but she’s just a kid.  You didn’t say she was a kid,” Morrison spat into his communicator.

Angela stared up at him with wide blue eyes.  Somewhere nearby, another energy displacement took place, but Angela didn’t have the strength to extend her mana scan to see what came through it.  She couldn’t concentrate with a gun in her face.

“It doesn’t matter.  We have to stop them.  If we stop him, we stop them.  This is the only way,”

“But...I have kids her age...they haven’t done anything.  How could she?  She’s reading ‘The Boxcar Children’ under a tree for God Sakes!” Morrison cried into his transmitter.

“Remove her from the timeline, Morrison, that is a direct order,” the voice crackled.

Morrison’s finger began to tighten on the trigger.

Before he could do anything, a black bolt of energy hit him squarely in the back and Morrison screamed before collapsing under a halo of black, sparking energy.

“I don’t think so,” a deep, smooth voice echoed around them.

Angela turned in its direction and saw a man in black and a metal mask step out from nowhere.  Morrison gasped and struggled until little more remained of him but a gaunt shell.

Angela swallowed, her throat and mouth dry from fear.

When Morrison no longer struggled, the man shook his wrist and the dark energy flickered out of existence.  The stranger closed the distance between them with a few long, graceful strides.  Angela found she could not stop trembling and only managed to look up at him, warily.

“Angela?  Angela, it is alright!   I’m here to rescue you,” he promised.

His eyes were a dull blue with a ring of darker blue around the outside of his irises.  He had beautiful eyes.

He picked Angela up in his arms and held her close fiercely and protectively as he raced into a nearby building.  Angela could hear his heart pounding  against his ribcage and she was suddenly afraid that he would break.  Then she would be left alone to face whoever wanted to do her harm.  Perhaps, though, there was more to him than met the eye.  As they ran, Angela eased her hand onto his chest, allowing the teeth in her palm to secure a hold. She performed a quick, painless mana scan and  pulled her hand back in surprise.

The girl gasped and her rescuer stopped and set her down.

“Find something interesting?” he asked, masked face cocked to the side and arms crossed across his broad chest.

“You...you are Dranich!” Angela exclaimed.

“Not entirely, but close enough,” he answered.

“But...but there are no other Dranich on Earth!” she practically shouted at him.

His eyes smiled then, under metal.

“Not yet,” he answered cryptically.

Angela frowned to herself, not entirely understanding what he meant. He certainly talked like an Earthling.

“Are you alright?  They did not hurt you, did they?” he asked suddenly sounding very concerned.

He knelt down to her level and brushed a lock of golden hair behind her ear.

“N-no.  They didn’t hurt me,” Angela shook her head.  Her eyes followed his hand and darted back to meet the stranger’s fearfully.  She took a few steps back, just out of his reach.

“I’m not going to hurt you, Angela.  I’d never hurt you, understand?  I came here to save you,” his voice became comforting then, rich and smooth and she wanted to believe him.

“I don’t know if I can believe you,” she responded.

Her young mind was racing.  She’d just been minding her business in her own backyard when someone had tried to kill her and another Dranich showed up in the very nick of time to save her.  They had told her before she left Home that Dranichs were not well liked, but in Plumber space their rights were to be respected and enforced.  They were supposed to be.

Before either of them could say anything, another energy disturbance roared to life behind them.  A massive orb of magenta energy surged behind them.  Angela clung to her rescuer’s shirt in fear.  She felt a strong, gentle hand on her back.

“It is alright, Angela.  She won’t hurt you, either.  She is my lifemate,”

Angela blinked and looked from the masked man to the female shape that emerged from the vortex.  It had been a good match on her rescuer’s part.  The life energy of the universe flowed around the humanoid woman like water.  Angela noted she was an ideal lifemate for a Dranich, hybrid or no.

The woman’s eyes were magenta and she had  long, white hair that she kept pulled back in a ponytail.  On her head was some form of black tiara that framed her impish face.  Her rich eyes widened when she saw that the man was touching Angela.

“What are you doing touching her?  Do you want to disrupt the time space continuum? This time travel stuff is difficult work, even for me,” she said as she turned toward Angela.

“Hello, Angie.  I’m Caroline and this is DarkSky.  We’re here to keep you from being assassinated by a rag tag band of rebels.  Easy enough.  You should be safe now.  I made a pit stop in the past and made sure the plan never got off the drawing board,”   
    The way she said it made Angela a little nervous.

“In any case, we’d better get ourselves home.  Can you find your way home from here, Angie?” she asked.

Angela nodded.

“Hear that, Darkles?  You can let her go now.  Come on.  We need to get out of here before any more damage is done to our time,” Caroline said.

Angela felt her rescuer reluctantly move his hand from her back and stand up.  He moved to stand beside Caroline next to the swirling energy vortex.

“Take care of yourself, Angela,” he called out, waving to her.

Angela waved back.

“You too...and thank you!” she called back, honestly meaning it.

Caroline took a few steps towards the vortex, but turned around when she noticed her companion was not following her.  Rather, he was still waving, transfixed on Angela.  Caroline grabbed his arm and led him through the energy vortex which winked out of existence as soon as the two strangers passed through it.

She waited a few tense moments before stepping out of her hiding place and walking home quickly, but warily.  When she got home, there was nothing in her backyard to indicate that anything had been amiss.  Her book lay there, undisturbed and there were no footprints in the grass, nor singe marks from any of the disturbances.  Carefully, she leaned over and picked up her book.

Angela decided to read indoors for the rest of the summer.

little!angela, time heals-verse, darkcaster, charmcaster, darkstar, gift fic

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