The dark guardian

One

The shadows of the underworld advanced rapidly covering everything that was crossed in their path, the demons positioned themselves from the bottom of the underworld to the top. A new battle was approaching.

•

"Do you want to die, fucking stupid?" Anyone who gets involved with my classmates will be paid dearly - I was bragging a guy with a very bad facade, with a black hat, with torn shorts and a shirt with certain holes, apparently he was drugged.

"Yes, of course..." I got off my way.

"Son of a bitch, is that all you have to say?" he pounced on me raising his fist, on it he carried a knife heading to my chest with great speed.

When I saw him, I instantly dodged him to kick him in his hand, throwing him to the ground. I immediately hit him repeatedly on his back while he was writhing in pain.

"You have to help him or he will finish killing him!" shouted his friends from the same facade.

"Are you crazy?" I don't dare fight with that guy, you can see that he is dangerous, just look how he has hit him - another guy trembled with nerves.

"Listen to me assholes!" I pressed my fist, I could hear the sound when I wielded it. "Which of you did that?" I pointed out. "It was a cluster of flowers on top of several graves, it was an accident in which three children had died, they were mistreated.

The guys' breathing was agitated, they were almost whining.

"I asked them who did that!" Or are they deaf? "You," I pointed out to the guy who was in a red shirt shaking.

"Me?" he scolded, "I think it's a gift from his mother, they are for the three children who died there." He scratched his head.

"That's right, apparently you do know," I quickly approached them, I managed to hold their neck almost suffocating it. "Why are those roses battered and dirty?" I stared them in their eyes with a frown.

"I think we stepped on them for accidents while we played soccer around here," her voice was desperate.

In fractions of seconds, I hit one on his side leaving him on his knees and immediately turned around, extended my leg hitting the other subject's chest almost fainting.

"Damn stupid, you will have to apologize to me right now because otherwise in another one that comes back here and the same thing happens, those same flowers will be for their own Tombs," I struck them with my gaze.

"He's crazy, let's go, he's crazy!" they shouted as soon as they left.

"I hope I don't see those damned people around here again or I'll have to beat them until they are hospitalized," I whispered.

"Please excuse me for what has happened, I promise you that those guys will not bother their graves again," the three spirits of the children who had died in that place emerged from the ground.

"We thank you very much, if it weren't for you these guys would always make fun of our graves—their looks shone like the sun, one had his hair turbulent, knee-length pants and striped shirt, the next one an orange overall apparently was the youngest and the last one a black cap, white shirt and shorts.

"Are you going home?" the youngest crossed his arms.

"Yes, I feel a little tired," I hooked my backpack to my shoulder.

"Take care of yourself and thank you again," the eldest smiled.

"It's nothing," I arranged the flowers a little, cleaning the dirt they had left," bye, "I said goodbye.

Something I hated was seeing injustices in front of my face.

•

My name is James Brixt, I am twenty-two years old, I study at the University of London, my parents are designers, they met on an excursion trip. I have two twin sisters named Katrina and Katrana. I have a hidden secret, I am half wolf and half demon, but I haven't discovered it yet. Which allows me to have skills when fighting, I can also see the souls of all the dead, I think it's a kind of curse, but I've gotten used to it.

•

"Good night, I've already arrived," I opened the front door of the house, you could feel a pleasant smell. A smell of food.

"Hello, James, just at dinner time." Dad was in an apron, apparently he had made dinner.

"What about Mom?" I wanted to know since I wasn't looking at her.

"She will be coming very night, so she decided that I would make dinner," my father said.

My sisters were in the dining room waiting for me.

"We were waiting for you," Katrina said.

"Serve me now!" he ordered, Katrana. "I starve.

"But what manners!" I scolded them when I sat down.

"Do you think we were going to wait for you all the time?" Katrana rolled her eyes.

"Tell us, how did it go at the university?" Katrina served dinner.

"The same as always, listening to those boring teachers and the hours that pass eternal," I denied with my head, "you will realize it when you enter university."

"We must be grateful for the food." Dad sat at one end of the table to put his hands in the form of a prayer." Let's be silent, please.

•

"It was delicious, Dad, now if you'll excuse me... I have to go to my room," I went up the stairs.

I pounced on the bed stripping myself of my clothes, I hooked my bag in my wardrobe. I felt very tired. The university was quite far apart.

•

The next day I woke up very hungry, I went down to the kitchen.

"Good morning," my sisters were having breakfast.

"Good morning, James, how are you feeling today?" Katrina smeared jelly on her bread.

"Well, aren't Mom and Dad?" I wanted to know.

"No, Mom, it came very night and very early today they left together." Katrana bit the bread.

There was a news of a strong explosion in a building.

"That's bad, isn't it?" I wish there were no deaths," we paid attention to the TV. "today people are crazy, according to what they say it was a terrorist attack."

•

On my way to college, I passed by the site of the explosion, I immediately felt a dark force stalking me. I looked at the debris and behind a wall was a shadow that could not be well identified, I only noticed two eyes as red as fire staring at me.

"But... What the hell is that? - I narrowed my eyes. I immediately ran out of the place, but the shadow followed me.

I ran as much as I could reaching a dead end, the shadow was pounced on me when suddenly I saw another shadow that crossed in front of me intervening, there was a flash that caused my eyes to be temporarily out of vision. As my eyesight became clearer, there was a silhouette of a man in front of me on my back. He wore a kind of black suit similar to a tuxedo and some species of small katanas in his hands.

"Wait...wait," I stretched out my hand. Immediately he looked at me over his shoulder, disappearing instantly.

•

The dark night had fallen, I was lying down trying to process what I had seen. For me it was surprising and illogical.

Immediately I felt a shiver all over my body, I turned my head towards my window and there it was. Again, the silhouette of the man I had seen earlier was in my room. I began to tremble with fear, I thought it would kill me.

"What are you doing here?" My voice sounded trembling.

"Don't worry, I'm not here to hurt you," his voice sounded distorted, entering my room.

"So what are you coming to?" I got back into bed.

"As you can see, what you witnessed was just a common demon who wanted to snatch your soul, I just destroyed it."

I am the vigilante of the underworld and I come for a mission entrusted to me.

"What kind of mission?" I was surprised at the meaningless things he said.

"Apparently in the underworld there have been countless events that we do not know and for some reason certain demons have crossed the barrier of the dead and the living." My duty is to tear them down before one of them takes the soul of an innocent human being as it was going to happen with yours recently.

"So if you say they are demons, how do you explain that I can see them?"

"In case you didn't know, inside you have a spirit different from a common spirit, it is a combination of wolf and demon, this is the seal that is used every ten thousand years, where I come from it is said that the gods use a particular human to be the bearer of the seal and be in charge of establishing order, this time it was you as the one chosen from your mother's womb."

"And why or what?" I frowned.

A strange noise was heard outside the house.

"What is that?" I paid attention to where the sound came from.

"Surely he's another demon trying to look for you," he positioned himself out. "Come, follow me."

We went out into the backyard, it was very dark and behind a tree was a kind of shade with deformations on the part of his face.

"But what... is that!" I pointed my trembling finger.

"Stay here," he unraw his katanas.

An intense fight was taking place, where he could only watch this guy use his katanas impressively, on the other hand that demon had sharp claws as hard as metal. The impact was heard when they were hit, their movements were so fast that they hardly looked at each other. In a turn he took in the air, he cut off his head, immediately fading his body.

"How did you do that?" I straighted up my eyes, trying to think that everything was a nightmare.

"Do you mean how I fight?" kept his katanas. "veras, all my life I have struggled with this kind of thing, his world is delimited compared to ours, but you will get used to seeing this kind of thing."

"What do you mean by that?" I didn't know what he was saying.

"I'm here for you, James!" he pointed to my chest.

"For me?" I pointed to myself.

"Yes, for you." You are the chosen one and that is why the demons are looking for your soul. You are the hope of many in my world.

"Me?" Being a young student from London - I got - please, I've had enough with what I've seen today and now am I going to believe all that story? - I went back to my room.

"Wait, don't leave yet," he approached. "soon your soul will undergo a transformation that you must master, I'm here because of that." I am your guide so that you can perfect it, but when you are ready we will have a trip to my world.

"Yes, of course." Be careful and suddenly I take out fangs like the demon you just murdered—I said goodbye entering my room.

"Remember it, I will always be close to you," he vanished into the shadows.