The child had stopped right in time, passing what was to be a hole big enough that should he have fallen, he would’ve easily died right then and there. A sigh of relief bestowed the angel as she observed the child, who was only about six years old, walking behind him. The child turned to her, unsure of her identity due to the darkness.
“T-thanks, lady! Even though I’m not supposed to be talking to strangers.” The child’s response allowed her gaze to soften.
“That is quite alright, but we aren’t strangers, you know. Isn’t it dangerous for you to be walking around like this at night? I know the way back home.” When she walked closer to a light source, the child’s eyes widened before a sheepish smile adorned their lips.
“Oh! I didn’t see you there, Ms. Park. I was playing with some other kids but then I got lost.” The child whimpered. Hanael offered her hand for the child to grab.
“That’s alright. I used to get lost a lot along the way too when I was your age. Also, you don’t have to be so formal. I’m your mother, remember.”
Even though Hanael had been assigned this child, an orphan, in particular - she understood what her job was; that until death may take this child’s soul, then she shall be their ever walking guide. Hanael was given orders from her superiors to do anything to be closer to her assignment; whether it be through adoption via a vessel or using a parental figure; anything to get the job done.
Hanael’s current vessel was of a Korean woman, only in her mid-twenties, but not before making a promise to her in exchange. Hanael kept her word of protecting the woman’s family – a younger sister that the woman had – in order to use the vessel.
In her true form, the invisible like barrier that separated her world from the humans allowed her to accompany them in clandestine; the only time she needed a vessel would be to make sure no physical harm would happen to her assignment. Occasionally, she would observe the humans and their each and every move when she wasn’t on duty.
They were fascinating, to put it lightly.
The angel continued walking alongside the child, moving them away from obstacles if they strayed too far. Once they got home, she couldn’t help but sense that something was following them but what exactly?
Her grip on the child’s hand tightened a bit, causing them to turn to her in worry. “Mom, is something wrong?” She finally let go, giving a reassuring smile. She hated lying to the child, but that feeling of danger didn’t seem to ease up at all.
Hanael needed to make sure they would be okay.
“It was nothing, dear. Just get yourself cleaned up for bed, alright?” The child nodded before sprinting to their room. Once the child had showered, changed clothes and was finally put to sleep, her expression grew tense as she watched over them.
It was night time – and she knew from experience – that it was when evil came out to play.
