[ WP ] A child needed a protector . The demon needed redemption .

The babes crying drew him out of his revere. He looked down at the child and sighed. So this was his new charge - A human girl not 4 minutes old and muleing in its mother's arms. 
 The child's mother looks up eyes filled with tears and holds rocks rhe baby gently. Her pleading expression would have once filled him with contempt, but now.. He knew he was now responsible for her life, her survival! 
 He reached down and strokes her head with his gnarled talons and looked the mother in her eyes again, but it's too late. The mother is dead. 
 The baby is still crying, still discoloured with her mother's blood and filth. He sighed again and took the child, held her against his blackened flesh and gazes around. 
 The pit where he found her is filled with the dead and dying. Why not leave her here? She's likely to die whether he helps or not. The world into which she has been born is cruel and all the odds against her. 
 She suddenly falls silent and he looks down, expecting to see her tiny life already leaving her but is shocked when he sees her tiny hand grasping his claw. She was looking straight into his eyes. 
 He smiled, exposing his huge fangs and she smiles back. With a snap he's wings flicked out and the two of them where suddenly gone, vanished into the night. They're story has started.
