The Dark Guardian

"Where am I?"

The room glowed bright from over a dozen candles. She rubbed the sleep from her eyes. She caught movement from the corner of her eye. She froze.

"Who? Who are you?"

Death looked down upon the girl he had watched over since she was a child. "Don't be scared. You are not the one that I am infuriated with!"

"Why am I here? Why, can I see you?" She scooted closer to the corner away from the figure in the black robes.

"I have watched over you since you were born. I have been forced to sit by and do nothing. I can't take that shit anymore. I am not allowed to collect their lives but I can remove you from the situation."

"You? You are my guardian?"

 "Yes. I'm not going to allow them to hurt you anymore. They deserve to die for the shit they have done to my sweet girl." His boney finger trailed down her cheek.

"What are you going to do?"

"it's not what I am going to do. It's what we are going to do."