[ WP ] One day your guardian angel appears and tells you about all the kick-ass protection you 've been getting .

It happened suddenly. 
 
 I was walking along the sidewalk, minding my own business. My feet were on autopilot and my mind, as usual, was a million miles away. I was thinking about the new car I wanted. It was a convertible sports car. Big engine, lots of horsepower. I had wanted another sports car since I sold my last one when I went back to college. One more paycheck and I would have enough money saved to buy my new car.... 
 
 My mussing were cut short by a bright flash of light in front of me. The light was so bright I had to shield my eyes. When the light faded....oh my goodness when the light faded. 
 
 When the light faded I saw the most beautiful women I have ever laid eyes on. 
 
 She was just as tall as I was, with flame-red hair that framed her delicate face and curled up ever so slightly when it reached her shoulders. Her pink lips were set in a firm line as she gazed at me. Her eyes were as a blue as a cold mountain stream on a spring day. 
 
 The eyes gave her away. This beautiful creature was enraged with me. 
 
 When my eyes first beheld this beauty, my brain stopped working. My mouth dropped open like a drooling idiot. Time seemed to stop. All I could do for.... seconds? Minutes? Hours? All I could do is stare at her. This creature before me was the perfect female form. It was as if God had reached into my mind and pulled forth my idea of a perfect women. This was her. 
 
 And she was enraged with me. 
 
 The eyes is what gave her away. As I stared into their blue depths, I could see the gathering storm. I swear I could see storm clouds in her eyes, with little strikes of lightening flashing past her pupil to the bottom of her iris. My brain's survival instincts finally kicked back into gear, and my thoughts began flowing again. 
 
 I noticed that this woman was dressed in a flowing top that hugged her curves without too revealing. At her waist was a wide leather belt. The belt held up a knee-length skirt with slits on the sides. Since my brain was functioning once more, I recognized the skirt as an old-style riding skirt. The material was very strange. It looked almost metallic in construction, and did not move and flow when she moved, but stayed rigid. It was almost if a smith had made an impossibly-thin armored dress. 
 
 She also had wings. 
 
 Spread up behind her was a set of nearly translucent wings. These were not the feather-filled wing of birds and dinosaurs, on no. These were wings in their ultimate form. Wings wide enough and strong enough to propel a human body through the clouds, yet light enough to no be a burden on the back. As I stared, the women folded her wings down and crossed them across her chest like a cloak. 
 
 She raised her hand and pointed at me, blue eyes still flashing with lightning. 
 
 `` Enough is enough already!'' her clear voice boomed in the space between. 
 
 I took an involuntary step backwards, then immediately regretted it. My survival instincts were warring with my desire to be near this being of beauty. 
 
 `` Enough?'' I said dumbly. My brain still was n't working well enough for a complete sentence 
 
 `` Yes.'' came the firm reply. `` You are not getting that sports car!'' 
 
 `` Wait... what? I'm not?'' Of all the things this creature could I have told me, that was not what I was expected. 
 
 `` No.'' she said, glowering at me. `` You're not.'' 
 
 I shook my head. `` Why not? I love sports cars. I still miss my Mustang.'' Who was this chick? 
 
 The woman's blue eyes narrowed and she placed her hands on her hips. `` Do you know how many times I had to bail you out when you drove that car? How many stupid things did you do on the road? I hated every minute you were in that car!'' 
 
 `` What?'' I was really confused now. `` I did n't need to be bailed out of anything. I never hurt anyone in my Mustang. I never even got in a wreck!'' 
 
 The woman let a low growl. `` And who do you think protected you when you raced stop light to stop light! Who do you think protected you when you slid across three lanes of traffic after getting your car washed! Who do you think gave your rear tires traction in rain so you would n't be hit by the moving truck!'' She slammed her hand against her chest and a quiet ping could be heard. `` It was me! I saved your life! I kept you for dying too soon! I may have taken guardianship of you willingly, but I'll roast your feet before I see you buy another sports car!!'' she ended with a shout. 
 
 My mouth fell open again. The pieces finally arranged themselves in my head. `` You're.....you're an angel. And.....and not just any angel...... you're my Guardian Angel.....'' 
 
 The woman crossed her arms across her chest. `` We prefer to be called Guardians, but yes, you are essentially correct.'' 
 
 I stumbled down onto the sidewalk in a sitting position. `` You're real....angels are real.'' 
 
 The woman took a few steps towards me, compassion slowing replacing the anger in her eyes. I look up her again in awe. `` I...... lost my faith in God and the church years ago. I have n't been inside a church in half a decade. Yet....all this time you were watching over me....'' 
 
 My angel stopped next to my collapsed form. `` Belief in us is n't a requirement for our protection.'' she said in a soft, quiet voice. `` When I chose you, it was a lifetime vow. Despite your loss of faith in the divine, I have never lost faith in you.'' 
 
 My breathing had gotten ragged as my worldview was ripped away and replaced by a reality I could n't have imagined. My hands began to shake as emotions to numerous and strong to explain began warring within me. 
 
 `` No.'' my angel said in an exasperated voice. `` I did not appear to you with the intent of causing you pain.'' she held out her hand to me. 
 
 I hesitated just briefly before taking her offered aid. With shocking ease, my angel hauled me back to my feet. We stood eye-to-eye now. 
 
 Her eyes no longer held the angry storm clouds, but now seemed like deep pools of tranquility and wisdom. Being this close to her took my breath away. 
 
 She placed a small, delicate hand on my chest and I felt a warm sensation spread outward over my body. My raging emotions quieted and left me feeling calm and clear. I cocked my head at her. 
 
 A small smile curled her lips. `` I told you: I did not come to cause you pain. Though you did not know it before today, we are bonded.'' 
 
 I nodded. Within my new tranquility, that made perfect sense. I held my hand out to her. `` Will you walk me for a while? I suspect you have much to teach me.'' 
 
 Her small smile grew a bit bigger and she took my outstretched hand. `` Indeed I do sir. And you have much to apologize for.'' she said with mock severity. 
 
 I grinned back at her. `` Yes I suspect I do. Also, what may I call you angel?'' 
 
 The angel raised my hand and placed it against her face. `` You know my name sir. You gave me my name when we bonded.'' 
 
 I found I did knew name. `` Miranda.'' I whispered. 
 
 Miranda, my guardian angel, nodded. 
 
 And we continued on our way. 
 

