Soul Guardian 1
Title: Soul Guardian
Pairing: Yunho and Changmin
Genre: Paranormal
Rating: for ages 14+ unless noted for older ages
Author: shilla_dragon
I was born for only one reason. I'm here to protect the soul of my birth brother. I am a soul guardian, an angel of death. I deliver souls to our Lifesource for final judgement and I carry out the verdict. Having an angel of Death like me to be born to the human world is a rarity, but it was needed. One every few decades, the Lifesource creates a special soul. One that has unlimited potential. To keep a long story short, us angels are created using that process of special soul creation. It would highly depend on the life that he/she live what kind of angel he/she will be The type of angel he/she will be would greatly depend on the life that he/she lived on earth.
I was born in a time of war and disease, that is why I became an Angel of Death. Death had been so familiar when I was living that it became very natural for me to take the course of being a messenger of Death. The Elders of our council are hoping for another kind of angel this time, though. They want an Archangel from this soul. Two of our Archangels are missing, and now we are in dire need of replacements. I am hoping the same as they do. Archangels have the strength and the skill of persuasion to keep the balance of the world.
Guiding one to become an Archangel is easy, guarding them from soul eaters is a bit harder, them having enough power to be one is the tricky part. We gain power by survival. Most of us who became angels died between age 23 to 28. Long enough to be wise, short enough not be to jaded. I feel sorry for my brother knowing he will not live long. But things have to be done.
At present, my brother is only 22 years old. I am currently at age 20 with my mortal body. Another rarity. A soul guardian in charge of a new soul is supposed to be older. Usually an older sibling, or an aunt/uncle. This time however, his supposed guardian disappeared when he was already 1 year old. The Elders needed to improvised so they sent me as a younger brother. I hate it. I hate being younger than him, that is.
It is hard to guard and guide someone when you are younger and they are the one who usually have the authority over you. As difficult as it was, I just let it be. Luckily my brother isn't as hard headed as I was. My guardian had so many difficulties during his time guarding me. My difficulties lie with my brother's naivete. He's too trusting, too friendly, too easily convinced by others.
Today, we are in the condo we share near the university. I'm almost done with my homework. I don't really know why I bother, I won't be needing them in the future. I have no future here. As soon as my brother turns, my mortal body will die as well.
There is a knock on my door. I don't have to answer or look or acknowledge him in any way. Same thing will happen, he will walk towards my bed, sit beside me and stare at me until I gave in. "What do you want?" I asked with a curious tone.
"Can we go to Siwon's?" He asked while hugging one of my pillows. I sometimes have thoughts that he would have been a better sister that a brother, he's too cute and too touchy sometimes.
"Why?"
"It is Shindong's birthday, remember? We're invited."
"I'm currently busy. If you haven't noticed. Why not go on your own?" I prefer watching over him using my angel form. I go unnoticed and I don't get distracted by anyone.
He blew air to his bangs. "I don't have a car this week, remember?"
"Take mine, keys are in the table near the backdoor." I continued writing my answers to my homework.
"I also don't have a license, dad took that too."
I took a deep sigh. Our dad bought a new car just the other day and parked it in front of our house, my clumsy brother tried to do a parallel parking but failed miserably, denting dad's brand spanking new car and busting the tail lights. Dad took his car in revenge."Give me twenty minutes to finish my homework and another ten to shower and change."
"Okies. Thanks!" He put his arms around me and rubbed his cheeks on mine. Again, I thought, he would have been better as a sister.
Pairing: Yunho and Changmin
Genre: Paranormal
Rating: for ages 14+ unless noted for older ages
Author: shilla_dragon
I was born for only one reason. I'm here to protect the soul of my birth brother. I am a soul guardian, an angel of death. I deliver souls to our Lifesource for final judgement and I carry out the verdict. Having an angel of Death like me to be born to the human world is a rarity, but it was needed. One every few decades, the Lifesource creates a special soul. One that has unlimited potential. To keep a long story short, us angels are created using that process of special soul creation. It would highly depend on the life that he/she live what kind of angel he/she will be The type of angel he/she will be would greatly depend on the life that he/she lived on earth.
I was born in a time of war and disease, that is why I became an Angel of Death. Death had been so familiar when I was living that it became very natural for me to take the course of being a messenger of Death. The Elders of our council are hoping for another kind of angel this time, though. They want an Archangel from this soul. Two of our Archangels are missing, and now we are in dire need of replacements. I am hoping the same as they do. Archangels have the strength and the skill of persuasion to keep the balance of the world.
Guiding one to become an Archangel is easy, guarding them from soul eaters is a bit harder, them having enough power to be one is the tricky part. We gain power by survival. Most of us who became angels died between age 23 to 28. Long enough to be wise, short enough not be to jaded. I feel sorry for my brother knowing he will not live long. But things have to be done.
At present, my brother is only 22 years old. I am currently at age 20 with my mortal body. Another rarity. A soul guardian in charge of a new soul is supposed to be older. Usually an older sibling, or an aunt/uncle. This time however, his supposed guardian disappeared when he was already 1 year old. The Elders needed to improvised so they sent me as a younger brother. I hate it. I hate being younger than him, that is.
It is hard to guard and guide someone when you are younger and they are the one who usually have the authority over you. As difficult as it was, I just let it be. Luckily my brother isn't as hard headed as I was. My guardian had so many difficulties during his time guarding me. My difficulties lie with my brother's naivete. He's too trusting, too friendly, too easily convinced by others.
Today, we are in the condo we share near the university. I'm almost done with my homework. I don't really know why I bother, I won't be needing them in the future. I have no future here. As soon as my brother turns, my mortal body will die as well.
There is a knock on my door. I don't have to answer or look or acknowledge him in any way. Same thing will happen, he will walk towards my bed, sit beside me and stare at me until I gave in. "What do you want?" I asked with a curious tone.
"Can we go to Siwon's?" He asked while hugging one of my pillows. I sometimes have thoughts that he would have been a better sister that a brother, he's too cute and too touchy sometimes.
"Why?"
"It is Shindong's birthday, remember? We're invited."
"I'm currently busy. If you haven't noticed. Why not go on your own?" I prefer watching over him using my angel form. I go unnoticed and I don't get distracted by anyone.
He blew air to his bangs. "I don't have a car this week, remember?"
"Take mine, keys are in the table near the backdoor." I continued writing my answers to my homework.
"I also don't have a license, dad took that too."
I took a deep sigh. Our dad bought a new car just the other day and parked it in front of our house, my clumsy brother tried to do a parallel parking but failed miserably, denting dad's brand spanking new car and busting the tail lights. Dad took his car in revenge."Give me twenty minutes to finish my homework and another ten to shower and change."
"Okies. Thanks!" He put his arms around me and rubbed his cheeks on mine. Again, I thought, he would have been better as a sister.