Dec 29, 2011

Short Story: The Contingency

So it begins.

          The fire raged on, the building collapsing around him as Micheal shoved his way through soot and smoke. A rough cough getting fainter by the second was all that drove him. The child was in pain and the fire was raising the temperature of the building by the second. Micheal needed to save the girl. It was his purpose. It was his pulse.

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          Charms of course was outside, trying to bind the flame through a ritual of control from across the street atop another building, to keep out of sight of mortals gawking at the raging inferno. The incense lining the outside of the casting circle was a slow burn filling her nostrils with a magic sent that calmed her nerves and helped her focus the containment spell. The sirens snapped her concentration as an explosion rocked the third floor. Micheal better hurry up.

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          The door frame collapsed from the explosion above shaking Micheal off his feet momentarily. He paused for a brief second, calming himself and extending his aura. The white glow radiating off of him gave a haunting tranquility to the scene before him. Charms... you better be ready for all hell to break loose. He kicked down the door with radical force, hearing a scream.
          The brunette girl in the corner was ready to be saved. Her soul spoke to him. She wasn't a believer to initially, but the terror and rage of the fire had reawakened her lost faith. It was her strong beliefs that had drawn Micheal and Charms to her. The cries of the innocent always overpowered the call of anything else. That of course was the plan. Micheal walked forward slowly.
          "It is going to be okay. I am here to rescue you."
          The girl looked up, confused at first, but welcoming as their eyes met.
          "Mary?" The girl nodded, soot marks coloring her face. "My name is Micheal."
          She jumped into his open arms. The contact from her skin made Micheal feel warm inside, amplifying the power of his aura and forcing the flames from closing in on them. She cuddled up into the niche in his shoulder and started to slowly drift to sleep, the power of his aura too much for the mortal child. The comfort is exactly what she needed.
          Micheal moved slowly though the building, the flames parting as he walked through the collapsing infrastructure of the apartments. The stairwell was destroyed and burning down to the first floor, but it was no matter. Micheal stepped onto the planks of faith and calmly descended to the main level, heading to the front door.

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          Micheal had done it. Charms felt his aura amplify exponentially as soon as he had found the daughter of the praying woman outside the building. Not all prayers could be answered, but all prayers were always worth the risk. Charms cleaned up her casting circle as soon as the aura spiked in power and headed down to the streets no doubt crowded with people watching. Micheal would need help, as jaunting into the Holy plane was always taxing.
          She jumped down the fourteen stories of the building she was perched upon and landed perfectly, pulling her white hood up over her dark hair. The crowd was gathering and started making noise as Micheal strode through the doorway of the burning building with the child in his arms. Most were gasps of shock and joy, but the only reaction that mattered were the tears of joy flowing from the mothers face. Micheal walked right to her and placed her baby, calmly asleep, right in her arms. Charms couldn't hear her, but knew that she was thanking God for helping bring her child out of harms way.
          Micheal just bowed his head in respect and started to force his way through the crowd, now erupted in cheers and patting him on the back. They couldn't see it, but he was ready to collapse right there in the middle of the street just as the fire trucks and local public servants arrived. Charms ran up to him and placed his arm over her shoulders and started to carry him off.
          "Good job partner. You saved her." She was humbled by the work that they did. Always.
          A sly smirk traced his lips.
          "Yeah. Took at lot out of me though. I think you are gonna have to be the one to lead us both home."
          They turned down an alley where no one was watching, everyone's spirits rejuvenated from seeing the miracle they just did. Everyone had forgotten about their petty differences and qualms with one another and started to work on containing the fire through non-magical means.
          "Okay, here we go."
          Charms sprouted her wings from her shoulders and started to fly upwards, Micheal's wings ejecting once they got higher into the sky.

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          The two angels had preformed their jobs, and the people filled with hope and faith below were none the wiser.