From the moment that they first open their eyes, angels who are meant to watch over an assigned human are trained daily, both in the art of weaponry if a threat was ever to occur to their mortal, and the art of comforting, should the human feel emotional distress. After a few good years of a training, an angel is then called forth by the leader of the guardian angels, where they are to learn everything that is to know about the mortal that they have been assigned to, from their sleep schedule, what they eat, their work, basically anything that could help them make sure that their human is safe and happy in their care.
Though many guardian angels in the making are looking forward to the day that they get their own mortal to watch over, Alex dreaded that day like the plague, for he had no interest in watching over any mortals. How could an angel who could barely keep his temper at bay, as well as remain calm in a situation that required, could possibly be fit for such an important task? Despite his best attempts to convince the leader of the guardian angels ( who just so happened to be his father) to put him in another division, one that would be best suited for his temper and his violent nature, but to his dismay, Ian brushed his concerns aside, stating that it would be a learning opportunity for him and that in the end, he might actually like being a guardian angel.
Now realizing that it was no use and that no amount of arguing could change his fate, the freckled angel went back to his training, head hanging low as he hoped that the leader of the guardian angels would assign him to a mortal who was low maintenance and easy to take care of but with how hard his father pushed him when it came to his training, he feared that Ian might choose a mortal who would be impossible to deal with, just to give his insolent son a lesson for not going through his training with the same eagerness that his peers did.
For several hours Alex buried himself in his sword training, using the rage and helplessness that he felt at how his fate had been decided for him since the day he opened his eyes as a fuel to slash at the straw dummies, a grin spreading on his face as he imagined that it was a person instead, breath hitching up as he convinced himself that the hay that was stinging his face with every slash of his sword was blood but before he could administer the fatal blow, he felt his heart drop as he heard his father call out his name and judging by the stern expression on his face, it wouldn't be good to keep him waiting so it was with much reluctance that he followed the elder guardian angel to his office but instead of it being empty like Alex had expected, there was a raven-haired angel sitting in a chair, sketching in a notebook with a hum, seemingly unaware of their presence.
Frowning and a bit annoyed at the fact that a stranger would be there to witness his life falling apart before his own eyes, without having a choice or a say in any of it, Alex took a step forward to approach the young-man but before he could order the dark-haired lad to get the fuck out of the office, the strange boy lifted his head to look at him and, with a smile that made Alex's anger worsen, asked him if he was the angel that he was meant to work with.
Annoyed and angry at the bullshit that left the stranger's mouth, Alex's hands balled into fists but just as he was about to tell him that no, he wouldn't be teaming up with him, that he would rather go to Hell then be stuck with a freak like him, his father replied that yes, Alex would indeed be working with him, for it was a special case that they where dealing with, so it would be best if two guardian angels would be assigned to the mortal that Ian had picked out for them.
With a long, suffering sigh that made Alex's hatred for his father grow ten-fold, for the leader of the guardian angels wasn't the only one who had better things to do at the moment, Ian began by introducing Alex to Nigel, the raven-haired angel who was supposed to be working with him, stating that because of how Nigel finished all of his training with flying colors, it made him a perfect companion for Alex, for as he already mentioned, the mortal they where dealing with was a special case.
Turning over to his son for a moment with a look that made the latter close his mouth immediately, for fear of angering the older angel in front of Nigel, the guardian angel placed a large folder on the table and as he went through it with the two boys, he told them that while normally mortals where rather easy to deal with, it wasn't the case with Hobo Heart, a strange white-haired lad with a full-skeleton tattoo who worked in a office, whose sleeping problems and tendency to forget to eat was making his life far more difficult then it needed to be and with how tense things where with his other coworkers, then it would be only a matter of time before Hobo Heart puts himself in further danger.
Still annoyed at the idea of working with a guy that he knew nothing about to keep a mortal from destroying himself further, Alex asked what did Ian expect from them, only to feel more irritated at his father's response : to make sure that Hobo Heart slept properly by using relaxing methods to put the young-man's mind at ease long enough to provide him with a restful night, as well as providing him comfort so that his stress levels would go down.
Essentially, their task was to keep the mortal safe from himself and though Alex felt that his father was being far too vague with his explanation, considering that it was something that he had been preparing his son for years, Nigel seemed alright with this arrangement and when Ian asked if they had anymore questions, the dark-haired angel asked if it would be possible to take the large folder along with them so that they could understand the mortal better in order to provide him with the care that he so desperately needed, to which Ian agreed before dismissing the both of them with a curt nod and as the two angels walked out of the office, Alex heard his father urge him to not disappoint him, for it was a very important that he had been given, which stung the freckled young-man more than he liked to admit.
So it was with a reluctant sigh that Alex followed the dark-haired angel that he was paired with and as they flew out of the heavens to make their way down to the mortal realm, the insolent angel made sure to voice his distaste for his new companion by telling him that if Nigel wanted things to go smoothly, then he should stay far away from Alex, for the last thing that he wanted was a freak standing in his way.
While Alex expected a small affirmative nod from the dark-haired guardian angel, or any other sign that his companion understood that Alex wouldn't hesitate to follow through with his threat if Nigel dared to step into his personal space once they started on their task, the laugh that left the freak's lips instead caused Alex's anger to flare up again but before he could ask Nigel what was so funny, the blue-eyed angel smiled at him before leaning close to his ear and, with a smile that made Alex's insides twist in ways that he didn't know to feel about, confidently told him that even though Alex didn't like his presence just yet, he would grow to like it eventually, just like he would learn to love taking care of the mortal that they where assigned to, of which Alex sincerely doubted.
But since he had no choice in the matter, it was with much reluctance that Alex took the hand that Nigel was holding out and when the two angels finally reached the ground below them, Alex quickly let go of the dark-haired angel's hand before walking in the direction that would lead them to the house of the young-man that they were meant to protect, all the while looking behind himself to make sure that Nigel wasn't creeping closer, for the last thing that he wanted was to feel the raven-haired freak's hands all over him.
first yap for 'Guardian Angel' AU, yay :D
