A Procrastinators Confessions.

A Procrastinators Confessions.

Theodore - Part I

Journal - WritingPosted by MrCIA 2011-11-08 02:21:54


He awoke at night, as his kind always and only did in this world. He was an old soul, one of the oldest of his kind. A Warden of the night for uncounted generations. He looked around his surroundings carefully, searching for anything out of place. He had long since abandoned the humor in trying to find something out of place in a child's room as he focused on searching across the clutter for any clue of his ancient enemies return. It had been years since it had last shown it's ugly head to Theodore, and even though he had been victorious on that night it had almost cost him his life and the life of his ward. Theodore had come out of it with a few new stitches to add to all the old ones. His ward however was almost taken. It had taken years for her soul to heal properly though he suspected that she would carry the burden of his failure for the rest of her life.

Satisfied that nothing was trying to pierce through to this place he sat up in the bed and stretched, his body sore and stiff from the lack of movement during the day. As he stood up he closed his black eyes to better perceive his wards mind. Humans had such lovely mind glows, bright and full of color. So bright in fact that when they were awake they could hold off even the most determined and powerful of foes from his own home without even noticing the existence of them. When they slept it was another matter entirely. The glow was diminished as they lay in their beds and dreamed. Theodore could often see and share in Alex's dreams through the connections they shared. Everything from bright flights of fancy to dark and terrible nightmares.

He sat back down on the headboard and focused his will on the line connecting them together. It was reaching its peak strength. She was getting old enough to properly understand that he made her safe from the things from beyond what her parents knew about. That knowledge, subconscious though it may have been, would tie them together in a bond that would follow them both for as long as they both lived. However nothing last forever, and the glorious bond between them would far to soon start to fade away as her mind grew away from such childish things as what went bump in the night. Soon after she would have no use for protection as her sleeping mind would have grown strong enough to protect her even without a warden present. Though the bond would exist till the day they died.

*** To Be Continued ***

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