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gone to just to cheer me up. "Thanks guys," I said in a somewhat choked voice, grabbing a fresh pair of sweats and long sleeved thermal shirt out of the dresser I was using.
"Hey, no tears yet. That's not until the second feature," Sam gently chided me, shooing me out the door. "Hurry up! I'm ready for a chocolate coma and some serious estrogen."
Several hours later, I smiled, glancing at my two lightly snoring friends. True to form, we had laughed, cried, and screamed, much to the dismay of the guys that had raced in to save their damsels in distress, only to discover we were screaming at a melted Freddy Krueger. Grumbling about crying wolf, the boys headed back for more quality time on the Xbox, leaving us to our horror flick. The remains of our chocolate frenzy were heaped on the dresser. My friends had proved to be lightweights when it came to chocolate-worshipping and had finally succumbed, as Sam had predicted, to 'chocolate comas.' I, on the other hand, felt restless. Taking care not to wake my two friends that had both chosen to sleep on either side of me, I had felt their emotions working to fill the rest of my emotional void the entire night. I was touched at their gesture, and felt an overwhelming surge of love for both of them for caring so much. Using my sleeping bag to my advantage, I let the nylon material do the work as I slid down to the foot of the bed. Once I made it out from between my two friends, I dragged my legs from my warm sleeping bag and stood up then quietly left the room with Feline at my heels.
After hitting the bathroom, I headed through the living room laughing silently at the guys that were crashed on the floor. The TV was still on, with the game beeping annoyingly to be restarted. I used the throw blankets Mark had added to the living room to cover all of them up and pried one of the game controllers out of Shawn's hand and laid it on the coffee table. Still smiling, Feline and I headed out onto the patio. I knew I was tempting fate by letting him come with me, but I didn't feel like being alone. I snagged the last blanket off the back of the wing chair in the corner and quietly shut the door behind me.
"Little late to be up isn't it?" asked a quiet voice behind me.
Muffling a scream with my hand, I turned to see that Haniel was stretched out on one of the cushioned lounge chairs. "Ugh, you scared me," I complained in a shaky voice. "Sam forced me to watch a scary movie and having you sneak up on me doesn't help my frame of mind."
"I am not sure how I could sneak up on you if I was already here," he said lightly as I slid into the chair beside him, wrapping the blanket around me first. Feline being as impatient as ever, jumped on my legs the instant the blanket slid into place.
"So, do you sleep out here?" I asked curiously, wondering why he didn't just sleep in the house.
"No, there is no need for me to sleep. I have no need to rest. My sole responsibility is to watch and train those appointed to me," he said somewhat formally as if he was reciting his resume to me.
"Sooooo, there are others you are training right now?" I asked, trying to glean more information from him.
"Yes. Guides and Protectors come in ten year gaps. I have three bands right now, other than yourselves, that are in active duty."
"Are they here in Santa Cruz too?" I asked slightly bewildered.
"No, they were drawn to other locations around the world. Every band has a predestined location that compels them."
"Where are they now?" I asked, hungry to hear more about others like me.
"The other Guides and Protectors are off on various assignments. The skills of Guides are needed more now than ever before. Humanity does not make our jobs easy. Freewill, however wonderful a concept, is a privilege not handled by all of humanity equally. Some simply want more out of your world than they are entitled to. This is why you were created. Humanity has many times
"Hey, no tears yet. That's not until the second feature," Sam gently chided me, shooing me out the door. "Hurry up! I'm ready for a chocolate coma and some serious estrogen."
Several hours later, I smiled, glancing at my two lightly snoring friends. True to form, we had laughed, cried, and screamed, much to the dismay of the guys that had raced in to save their damsels in distress, only to discover we were screaming at a melted Freddy Krueger. Grumbling about crying wolf, the boys headed back for more quality time on the Xbox, leaving us to our horror flick. The remains of our chocolate frenzy were heaped on the dresser. My friends had proved to be lightweights when it came to chocolate-worshipping and had finally succumbed, as Sam had predicted, to 'chocolate comas.' I, on the other hand, felt restless. Taking care not to wake my two friends that had both chosen to sleep on either side of me, I had felt their emotions working to fill the rest of my emotional void the entire night. I was touched at their gesture, and felt an overwhelming surge of love for both of them for caring so much. Using my sleeping bag to my advantage, I let the nylon material do the work as I slid down to the foot of the bed. Once I made it out from between my two friends, I dragged my legs from my warm sleeping bag and stood up then quietly left the room with Feline at my heels.
After hitting the bathroom, I headed through the living room laughing silently at the guys that were crashed on the floor. The TV was still on, with the game beeping annoyingly to be restarted. I used the throw blankets Mark had added to the living room to cover all of them up and pried one of the game controllers out of Shawn's hand and laid it on the coffee table. Still smiling, Feline and I headed out onto the patio. I knew I was tempting fate by letting him come with me, but I didn't feel like being alone. I snagged the last blanket off the back of the wing chair in the corner and quietly shut the door behind me.
"Little late to be up isn't it?" asked a quiet voice behind me.
Muffling a scream with my hand, I turned to see that Haniel was stretched out on one of the cushioned lounge chairs. "Ugh, you scared me," I complained in a shaky voice. "Sam forced me to watch a scary movie and having you sneak up on me doesn't help my frame of mind."
"I am not sure how I could sneak up on you if I was already here," he said lightly as I slid into the chair beside him, wrapping the blanket around me first. Feline being as impatient as ever, jumped on my legs the instant the blanket slid into place.
"So, do you sleep out here?" I asked curiously, wondering why he didn't just sleep in the house.
"No, there is no need for me to sleep. I have no need to rest. My sole responsibility is to watch and train those appointed to me," he said somewhat formally as if he was reciting his resume to me.
"Sooooo, there are others you are training right now?" I asked, trying to glean more information from him.
"Yes. Guides and Protectors come in ten year gaps. I have three bands right now, other than yourselves, that are in active duty."
"Are they here in Santa Cruz too?" I asked slightly bewildered.
"No, they were drawn to other locations around the world. Every band has a predestined location that compels them."
"Where are they now?" I asked, hungry to hear more about others like me.
"The other Guides and Protectors are off on various assignments. The skills of Guides are needed more now than ever before. Humanity does not make our jobs easy. Freewill, however wonderful a concept, is a privilege not handled by all of humanity equally. Some simply want more out of your world than they are entitled to. This is why you were created. Humanity has many times
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