• Chapter 69: The Sight


    Serenity fastened the cloak around her neck and pulled the hood over her eyes heading for the door. She stood up on her tip-toes and grabbed on to the doorknob using it to lift herself off the ground and putting her feet on the door making herself part of the swinging motion. She held on till the door was wide open letting the wind and smoky air in. Letting go of the knob she hit the ground and walked out the door.
    Repeating the same steps again, but this time being careful not to fall down the stairs, as she listened to Mizuki question, ‘Are you sure you want to go out?’ Serenity rolled her eyes at Mizuki’s remark knowing that it true. She hadn’t left the house on her own choice in months. She only left when she had to.
    “Yes I’m sure.” She took a few quick steps down the stairs and started walking down the streets with her head hung low avoiding everything she could see.
    ‘Would you at least but some iron on?’
    “I’m done with hiding from everything. I’ll just have to deal with the fey and other creatures lurking about at night.” Serenity looked up scanning everything she could see with a Host’s vision. The Sight. Only a single fey was out, who was wearing a human face but nothing too beautiful or stunning. But you can’t trust them to not cause trouble, but all she could do was pretend not to see them. She shifted her eyes again seeing nothing more but the dark covered streets and figures.
    ‘On your left, Serenity’, Mizuki muttered as Serenity turned her eyes a dark purple hearing the pathetic thoughts of some drunken teenagers.
    She watched as an old dented pickup truck swerved constantly around the road with the intoxicated laughter. “Assholes.” She looked over at the silver minivan driving carefully down the other intersecting road. The watched the faerie giggle and take off the human façade and trading it for glamour. But Serenity could see right through her trick, right through what that faerie thought she was smart enough to hide. Serenity could see the amazingly beautiful face with cold ice blue eyes and white icicle hair, “A cold fey.”
    She watched with fear and dark purple eyes as she cold faerie took a step forward making ice crackle in front of her. “No!” Serenity screamed and dashed forward as the ice moved to the swerving tires. But she was too late when the tires took a sudden right turn and smashed into another set along with the colliding sounds of screeching rubber and demolished metal clanging together.
    Serenity didn’t know which way to look, the car crash on her right, or at the faerie that knew she could see her. She moved her terrified eyes to the right seeing the dented truck slammed into the now upside down silver minivan. “I should’ve stopped that fey while I had the chance.”
    “Damn what just happened?” A drunk slurred looking out the window as a straight brown haired woman stumbled from the destroyed car with blood dripping from her forehead.
    The bleeding woman supported herself weakly yelling at the other drivers getting angrier as she noticed they didn’t hear her or see the blood and tears on her face. But she saw that Serenity had caught every word and detail. “Please you’ve got to help me; I have my children in the car! Please! Help me!”
    “I can’t help you,” Serenity said strolling casually towards the wreckage noticing there weren’t any children out of the vehicle.
    ‘Serenity what do you think you are doing? Remember the rules; don’t interact!’ Mizuki said trying to get Serenity to walk away but knew that she was far too stubborn to care.
    “Please just call the police and get help for my children!” The woman called out to her again. “Please!”
    Serenity growled the words, “For the final time Ma’am I can’t help you. I can’t do anything to help you! You’re dead your children aren’t; that’s it!” She paused realizing she was taking all her anger out on the dead mother’s ghost. She sighed at walked to the side of the van pulling off her cloak and tossing it to the ground. “But I can help your children.”
    ‘Serenity what do you think you’re doing?’
    Moving a piece of what was a car door she crawled into the now fire filled car, not minding the smoke pulling at her throat and burning her eyes. “I’m performing my job as a Host. I’m going to save some lives.” But lately all a Host could do was take a life, saving one was pure fantasy.
    “Mommy?” A small brunette hair boy crying shaking what was his mother’s life filled body, but now and empty corpse. That shaking instinct that she herself had used that one dreadful day. The motion that asks ‘Are you really dead’.
    “Here,” she held out her hand to the boy who was no older than she and helping him from the wreck. She ripped him out in one quick motion as he tumbled to the asphalt. She let out a cough of smoke and went deeper into the car to the back seat and pulled a small baby girl out of the car seat undoing straps and buckles of many sorts saving her from the fire that licked the seats and devoured them. Serenity cradled the baby in her arm and jumped with ease around the burning obstacles and out the opening she made.
    Watching as the teens drove away she walked up to the boy and put his crying smoke coughing sister in his arms, “I was never here. You tell anyone about this, bad things will happen. You grabbed her and ran out the car as fast as you possibly could. Understand?” Serenity let out a cough of her own causing her voice to sound less stern and serious. The sound of the dead mother’s thank you filled her ears as she only nodded a response and grabbed her cloak preparing to leave.
    “Thank you Miss Guardian Angel,” the boy cried watching Serenity leave and the ashes fall from the car and listening to the sound of sirens. “I won’t tell anyone for as long as I live.” Serenity turned around quickly and walked over and got down on her knees with a compassionate smile. She leaned down and kissed the top of the now silent wide eyed baby’s forehead. “Thank you so much, you saved us Miss Guardian Angel. I swear not to tell.”
    Serenity smiled warmly and began to book it down the street seeing the flashing blue and red lights reflecting off the black pavement.
    ‘It looks like today I wasn’t the Guardian,’ Mizuki said as Serenity’s eyes began to well up with tears and leak, ‘Miss Guardian Angel.’
    She gave one last look over shoulder gazing at the emergency vehicles helping the two children, the car’s blaze being put out. And the dead mother’s ghost, that The Sight allowed her to see, on her knees praying to Serenity thanking her as if she really were an angel and not just Cain’s pawn.
    “I’m not falling for your tricks Cain, I’m a Guardian. Guardian angels have The Sight to see right through you.”