Disaster Creek: Introductions

Introductions (The Guardian - Cristine Lee)

Sitting silently I listen to the chief of the police while he outlines what took place the night before in my diner. Kim had been shot according to my cook, but her father took her out of there before the police had arrived. It was a good thing for her father that her boss was also assistant mayor. Not that I cared for the politics. My job was simple and after so many years I could do it in my sleep. Keep the humans safe and watch for signs of the war.

My fingers trail along the top of Tergous’ head. To anyone else I was a bit of an eccentric, keeping a pet cougar. My love and me we knew different. Once he chief hung up I spoke softly staring out my window at the large fountain in middle of the park. “It looks like it has begun. Someone thought to take the girl out before her powers came.” Shaking my head my eyes meet Tergous’. “I don’t think I have ever seen a Hell hound to die because of a bullet wound. Maybe he had hoped it work because she had yet to change?”

I bend down and lay my forehead against his. “Just think soon we can shed these skins and once again take to the sky in battle. It’s been so long. Do you think he knew it would be so many years. True we have been gaining strength from the line, but to be denied our true form…. the gods could not of known how long are guard would have been.”

To be made to walk on two legs thousands of years ago, to no longer take to the sky. I have almost forgotten the sound of my roar. If not for Tergous I would have become lost in this human shell. The first of the dark ones made their move, but there is still so much to wait for.  My eyes lock with my love for longer than the written word.

Running my hand through his sleek fur. At least his form is closer to what we once were. “I need you to look for the boy. Protect him from the vile creature that shared in his creation.” I turn toward the window, knowing when I turn around he will be gone, moving like the wind and just as invisible.

I speak to the gods that have grown quite. “Ra return us to what we once were. Give us our wings so we might protect this world from what is to come.” I expected no answer. It seemed once mortals stopped speaking to them, they stopped listening. What I was not expecting was the flash of lighting in the clear blue sky or the feel my wings, though I could not see them.

Yes things are coming and the gods have decided to wake up that which sleeps in me.