"The Last Guardian Angel" by Jacqueline ´Jac´ Tanner

The Last Guardian Angel

The last guardian angel was sent down to earth to be protected. The attack had come without any warning. The angels know nothing about war and soon were being destroyed. Guardian angels cannot be truly killed, as they are already dead so to speak. But they can be destroyed. Sometimes they can come back. Sometimes they need to be willed back into existence. That is why they sent her to earth. She was one they knew they could trust, and one they all loved. She also was just, in human terms, a child. Protecting her was protecting the entire guardian angel communion.

They didn't know where they were sending her on earth in the haste of the moment but the only safe place for her was earth. The angels didn't think that the guardian angel communion could be penetrated by other species. The Devilish Ones had come with no warning, and the guardian angels had no idea that they could have gotten in. Soon the guardian angel communion was ruined… all that remained was one 'child' who was now on earth…

She skipped happily along the very busy Lygon Street in Melbourne. Lygon Street was a bustling, busy street, with people wanting food, going shopping and going about their day. This was the first time ever Mwella had been in Australia and it was all just a little exciting. She didn't really know how she got here. Before skipping she couldn't really remember much. Frowning in concentration her silver eyes squinted as she tried to remember where she was before. She remembered pain, she remembered suffering and betrayal, and she also remembered she had been sent away to be protected. But sent away from what? Shrugging her shoulders she continued skipping, managing to dodge a hurrying businessman, a fat looking shopper eating food and a girl with her arms full of bags. Her blonde hair flowed out behind her as Mwella skipped, and her bright silver eyes shined with the happiness of being free. This thought startled her… she was free? But what was she free from. She came to a stop then and almost sat down in the middle of the path wondering how she could be free now… what was she before? She was obligated to help, but who and what? She was something important; she had to do something important but what? As she stood there thinking someone behind her pushed her over and she felt tears well up. It was then that she remembered Gwain.

Gwain was an elderly looking man but he had so much to give. He was always helping others and looking after Mwella. Gwain had sat her down and taught her a lot about… What had he taught her? Shaking her head with jumbled thoughts she couldn't remember. But she remembered Gwain's gentle kindness as he would speak to her about how to care for others. How to make sure that the human's on earth had someone they could talk to and someone that they knew they could rely on. But some human had just knocked her down, that wasn't nice. Again she was shocked by her thoughts but all this thinking of Gwain and she could practically see him in front of her. In fact, HE was in front of her. A businessman standing right there and smiling at her.

"Hello Mwella, thankyou for remembering me. You have begun your task already and you are doing fantastically" He smiled his kind smile at her and took her hand. "I think it is time to go home don't you?"

Mwella looked at Gwain uncertainly. How had he appeared out of nowhere? It was then that she remembered her task. She was to will the guardian angel communion back into existence… but that would make her… a… a… Her eyes widened as memories flooded back into her head and her jumbled thoughts again became coherent. She was the last guardian angel, saved by the others, like Gwain, to help save them all. She stared up at Gwain and smiled a huge smile with her soft red lips.

"Yes Gwain, I am ready to go home. Are the others going to be there too?" She asked in her small shy voice that was like the sound of music playing, it was a soothing voice and was a reason the others loved her so much.

"Not quite yet child. You cannot go home until you have finished your task. But I can, I can start fixing what was destroyed. All you have to do is remember each one of us." Gwain looked around and clicked his fingers. Mwella also looked around and realised that Gwain had made time stop so they could talk. She wondered if she could do the same thing. Seeing Gwain smile at her she guessed that she could but didn't really want to try until he had gone back home. Gwain knelt down so they were eye level and smiled at her.

"I think you need to go somewhere a little more quiet to regain your memory" Again he clicked his fingers and they were in the Botanical Gardens. Beautiful plants surrounded them and there wasn't another soul in sight. She was sitting on a nice chair that was made completely out of wood. She almost felt at home here. Gwain smiled at her. "That is because home looks a lot like this my dear child. Now I must be off… I need to figure out how the Devilish Ones got in before you remember too many of the others. You will know when you can return, and you will know how. For now I say goodbye and thankyou for letting me come back."

"I am glad I remembered you first Gwain, you are like a father to me and I love you" with those words Gwain smiled and disappeared back home. Mwella smiled and then sighed looking off at the plants and resting her light little head on a arm and began to remember.