The Guardian (protecting Lucifers daughter)

                People fail to discern the certainty of realms, the dimensions in which the world has sperated itself into, the main part of life, the reason for life and what keeps mortals living. The providence, protection, knowledge and wisdom being granted to us. Never was it a coincidence or fate or what we have a right over. It was bestowed by a heavenly being. The unknown one that no one has ever seen.                The heavenly bodies appear to make amendment to the sky, which appear more aesthetic, with its lights and its allied colours. But at night, look carefully, you would find tiny streaks and a quick little flash above. That is not the celestial bodies, they are angles gliding in the sky.                Heaven and hell, one regarded as light and dark, it is exact. The whole earth became a substitute for hell,  darkness, which was created by human. Demons are amongst mortals, so are angels, but they take human vessel either to lure one into iniquity or to protect one from sin. This time the child of Lucifer was amongst men, a stigma which could not be erased and the only way to unconfine Lucifer.                  Curled up on the couch, Mrs Lee snuggled back to the warmth of the chair, a remote control resting beside her and the TV illuminating its light on her face; a result of different scene displayed on it. She had drifted off into a deep slumber and at that moment a divine guest arrived.              He concentrated on her and a golden scroll descended from his hand and rested above her. Her prayers were answered and the blessing being pleaded for, had been brought onto her. She looked peaceful and her face was void of emotions. A clean heart he detected, and he knew the reason for her answers was time and perhaps purity. If only humans were patient enough and live a life of honesty, the world would be bankrupt from little darkness. But due to their impatience and ill desires, they become fretful when the blessings take long and they lash everything with their condemned tongues, then their faith become destroyed.             He let the scroll rest on her and it faded, its faint gilt crown adorning her forehead. He looked around as if inspecting the house, when the door flew open and a lady walked in.            She had lengthy curly dark hair, paired with her dark lashes, which flurried as she listened to the voice emanating from the phone stuck to her ears.  Her skin tone was milky, with a hint of amber. Her eyes were dark and had a ring of yellow in them.  A magnificent sight and she looked alluring in her slender, yet graceful figure.    She looked like the daughters of men, but a strange aura occupied the Divine being; familiar and dark. He watched her every move, from flinging her purse into the couch, her paces as she spoke, her involuntary gestures and the disappointment that swept across her face.       "So I cant get the job?.......... Yes my name is Andexolene Hail......... It wasn't a mistake.............. But you said you'd assign me........" She placed her fingers on her forehead and took a deep breath. "Okay I get it....... Bye"            Immediately,  she placed the phone down and slumped into a couch burying her head in dismay. "Why am I cursed'?  she whispered Crying silently and the immortal had pity on her.            He scrutinized her and her quiet sobs sounded like a tone from a harp but a dark harmony. One longing, lonely and wanting. And he could also see that there was a force holding her back, one generated since her birth.             She hooked her loose tendrils behind her ears and wiped her eyes, before getting on her feet. She advanced towards Mrs Lee, picking up the remote, she turned off the TV, before standing side by side with the Angel and they both took in the sight of the older lady.     "I'm useless" She whispered and the Angel trailed his gazes over her. "I can't get a decent job or even finish up school. So what's the use of me staying with you and leeching up your finances?  I can't be better so I will leave" Her note changed when she mentioned the latter words and the angel noticed her tears strolling out lazily. "I'm a curse, perhaps I could infect you. I'm so sorry but I have to leave"              Admist all the darkness he could see there was love, a pure heart, faithfulness and kindness, but joy and peace were so far away from her. Her gentle cries amused him. Only if she knew how to solve her problems. "Pray" He whispered and she looked directly at him as if hearing him. But the expression she turned on afterwards made him realize that she caught a glimpse of him. With a trail of confusion and shock, she kept on staring at that position, her brows furrowed, before she resolved in  clearing her doubts with words. "Was that an angel?" She squeezed the edge of her dress, to get a grip of herself.  she saw his eyes which shone like the moon.  "Angels does not exist, I'm just seeing things"