Guardian Demon

This is an original story by StardropTheSeaNightHybrid
==Warning==
Mild swearing (hell, crap), and censored cussing.
== Prologue ==
"We have too. I gave her almost no flaws."
"But sir-,"
"I know. Send one in, please. The Devils are very impatient."
"Yes sir"
A few minutes later
 "I don't want to be her 'guardian'. "
"You have to, you will get a reward, I promise."
"What kind of reward?"
"A good one."
"......Fine."
"Thank you."
== Chapter 1: 18th Birthday ==
Birds chirp outside as my alarm wakes me from sleep. I turn the evil device off and pull a pillow over my head, tired and ready to sleep in. A few minutes later, my mom walks in without knocking and I'm forced to get out of bed. "Good Morning! Happy 18th Birthday!" Mom said. I smile and head over to my bathroom
"Good morning, Mom. And thanks." Mom heads over to my walk-in closet and goes to pick out my outfit. I spread some toothpaste over my toothbrush and peeked out at my mom. She pulls out a cute white t-shirt crop top and a see-through, thin jacket with daisy-like designs on them. "What do you think?" she asks. I give her a thumbs up and finish brushing my teeth.
I wash my face and rinse out my mouth. When I exit my room, my mom's not in there anymore and there's the outfit she chose for me earlier with a pair of light blue jeans. All, school appropriate, and cute. I put the outfit on and take a picture of myself, captioning it "Happy 18th to me! Finally getting a guardian!" I head downstairs, and almost instantly, I'm attacked by my twin. "CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?!" Vikki yelled into my ear "WE'RE 18!!!!!!"
I catch our older brother, Leo, rolling his eyes before taking a seat at the dining table "Calm down, Viks," he says "She's going to become deaf." Vikki shoots him a deadly stare and he puts his hands in the air. Vivian enters the kitchen and grabs an apple before heading out. "Happy Birthday Twins!" she calls before driving off to work.
Vikki and Leo roll their eyes and gobble up their cereal. "Vikki, Nikki, I gave you two a day off of school so you can get to know your guardians more," Mom says from the sink. I look up at her, horrified
"Mom!" I say "My perfect attendance!"
The room laughs, but I don't. It was almost the end of the year and Mom decides to ruin my perfect attendance streak? Nuh-uh. "Oh, Nikki" Mom says after she cooled down "School isn't everything in life, you need to live a little." I huff and lean back in my chair.
I mumble a "Fine," before cleaning up and heading back up to my room to find my little notebook of drawings. I flip through the pages until I find a blank one. My hand moves across the page, creating small shapes and lines. There's a knock at my door a few moments later. "Come in," I say, wondering who it is. Vikki enters. "Are you really mad that we get a day off from school?" she asks "SCHOOL?"
"I had perfect attendance!" I argue back. Vikki shakes her head. "You're so weird," she mumbles, then has the audacity to plop herself on my bed. She takes out her phone and tries to be sneaky about taking a picture of me, but I notice. I ignore it until my phone dings and I see that she posted a picture of me on Instagram with the caption, "Our mom gave us a day off from school, and this girlie is mad about it." I shoot her a glare and she giggles before putting the phone away. "So who do you think our guardians are going to be?" she asks.
"I don't know," I answer her, cause really, who does?
She was about to answer when we hear Mom. "Victoria! Veronica! I forgot I booked a doctor's appointment for you today! Go get ready please!"
Vikki and I looked at each other and shrugged. An hour later, Mom, her and I are all in the car and headed for the doctor's office.
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When we arrive home, Vikki instantly goes into her room and closes the door. I look at the time and realize that it's 10 till 12:35, the time in which Vikki and I were born. "See you later, Mom," I kiss her cheek and head to my room too.
I keep my door open and sit crisscrossed on my bed. I check my Instagram post from this morning and see it's already gotten 1.2k likes. Smiling, I scroll through comments and see a bunch of birthday wishes. I like them all and I receive a text from Daisy, my female best friend:
Daze: OMG! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!
Me: Glad you finally remembered XD Thank you! <3
Daze: Ha! I remembered hours ago! Just couldn't find the time to tell you. btw WHERE ARE YOU?!
Me: My mom gave me a day off today.
Daze: NOT UR PERFECT ATTENDANCE!!!!!
Me: ikr!!
Daze: K, gtg see you after school <3
Me: Bye, see you
I put my phone down and leaned back. I was about to fall asleep before there was a bright light. I was asleep before I could see what it was about.
== Chapter 2: Guardian Demon ==
I wake up to someone poking my shoulder. I slowly open my eyes and jerk back when I see a shirtless guy with dark hair and deep maroon eyes standing over me. "Oh good," he said "You're awake."
I stared at him. My cheeks are flushed and I realize that he isn't leaving. "W-who are you?" I ask him. He looks at me and smiles and rolls his eyes.
"I'm your guardian," he says casually.
Shocked. That's what I am. "What?"
"Your guardian," he says
My jaw drops and I slowly start to laugh. "Very funny," I say, "Where's my real guardian?"
The devil chuckles. "I wish it was a joke too, shortie," he says "Name's Damian"
I stand there in shock. "Uhm, Nikki," I respond "Why you?"
Damian shrugs. "I don't know. You can't be that bad though," he says the last part while staring me up and down.
I take a deep breath and sigh. "Fine," I say. "I have some rules though."
Damian's smile disappears and his eyes turn a bright red before he closes his eyes and they go back to their normal maroon color. He mumbles something that I can't make out and then disappears. I sit there and immediately go on my phone and try to figure out why I have a devil instead of an angel. After having no luck, I decided to go to the library for some answers.
I grab my phone and purse and head downstairs."Mom! I'm heading to the library! Need anything on the way?" I ask.
"Yes, actually" I hear her say from the kitchen. I head there and grab my keys. Mom is in there, wiping her hands. "Could you get me these?" she hands me a list and I look it down. "Sure-"
"Ugh, why though? What's the point?" Damian interrupts. I ignore him and kiss Mom on the cheek.
"I'll be back before dinner," I tell her.
She nods. "Be safe," she says.
"Don't worry, Mom." I say "Bye!"
I leave through the front door and get into the driver's seat in my white Toyota. Damian gets into the passenger seat. "Where we going?" he asks.
"Well," I start "First the grocery store then the library," I turn the radio up and tap to the beat.
Damian changes the station to something else, and I hate it, but if he wants it then whatever. He sees that I "don't mind" the music change, so he changes it again. After Damian changes it a couple of more times, I've had enough. "Just pick one! It's not that hard," I yell at him. My grip on the steering wheel tightens and my jaw is clenched.
Damian smiles and sits back. Then I realize something. "You were messing with me," I accuse. I've never accused anyone before. Ever.
He looks at me. "What? No" he says, innocently. "Although, I didn't think you could be fierce."
I hold back I smirk and turn left, into the grocery store parking lot. "You coming?" I ask, grabbing my purse. Damian shrugs "Do I have to?" he asks. "Do you want to?" I shoot back.
Damian huffs. "I thought you were supposed to be a perfect angel," he mutters.
"Is that a yes or no?"
Damian mumbles something then proceeds to get out of the car. I lock it up and swing my purse over my shoulder. I start humming a song and I see him slightly nodding to the beat. I smile.
Once we finished getting the things on the list, I drive to the library. It's a 10-minute drive there from the grocery store. The ride is quiet and awkward, but the music fills in the silence. When we get to the library, I don't even ask if Damian wants to go in or not, knowing he was supposed to go with me anyways.
"Hello, Victoria!" a voice greets. I look over to the front desk and find the librarian, Ms. Josph. I smile and walk over.
"Hello, Ms. Josph!" I greet her back.
"What are you doing out of school?" she asks. I sigh "My mom gave me a day off." I mutter.
She laughs and types something on her computer "Well," she starts "You needed it."
She glances up from her computer and my hand instinctively goes up to my hair. For a few years, my hair has been turning gray from stress. Although I managed to control the stress, there still some grays. "Well thank you, Ms. Josph," I say "Where's your section on guardians?" I ask.
"Over there, Nikki," she points to a nearby aisle.
"Thank you," I say and head over.
"Are you looking up how to get an angel guardian?" Damian asks, sounding slightly offended. I turned around to face him. "Are you offended?"I ask, teasing him.
He puffs "Me? Offended? Ha!" he scoffed "I'll be very happy to be replaced,"
Okay, not the nicest. "Ouch," I say and look at all the books. Guardian History, Angels, Famous Guardians, Guardian Devils, God's Reason, ... wait. I go back to a couple of books. "Guardian Devils," I read So I'm not the only one... I take the book, and head over to a checkout station. I scan the book and take it out to my car. Damian gets in and I drive off.
I arrive home and unlock the door. The smell of dinner hit me and my stomach growls. "Tori? Is that you?" Mom calls.
"Yeah, it's me!" I tell her. Her head pokes out from behind a counter. "Oh good! Do you have the groceries?"
I nod and give her the bag. "Call me when dinner's ready," I say as I head to my room. When I get to my room, I close my door and hop on my bed, taking out the book. "Guardian Devils," I whisper, tracing the golden letters. The book wasn't too thick but big enough for me to think that I'll enjoy this reading. The pages were yellowing and as I flip through them, I feel that they're fragile.
Opening the book, I read the first page.
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"Ughh....." Damian groans for the twentieth time, "Are you done yet?"
I glare at him without moving my head. I read a bit more before I find something. "Here!" I yelp, " It says, 'Over the years, there have been rumors that every 50 years, one person in the world gets a devil or demon-' " I stop, "What's the difference between Demon and Devil?" I ask.
Damian scoffs. "Uh, duh! A demon is a male, while a devil is a female," he says.
"Oh! Okay," I say and continue to read out loud "' The first known person with one, was a young girl named Willow Thea Lopez, almost 100 years ago.'" I look back at the name. "Willow Lopez?" I mutter "Where have I heard that name before?"
A knock sounds and Vikki comes in. Her black hair swish and sways behind her and she plops herself on my bed. She's already in her pj's and she leans back on my pillows. "Whacha doing?" she asks.
"O-oh!" I stutter, closing the book almost as soon as she came in. "Uh, nothing!" she glares at me and tilts her head. She squints at me and sits up, legs crisscrossed. "You know you can't lie to me," she says solemnly, and immediately smiles "Just kidding! Man, you're too easy." she laughs.
I nervously laugh too and slowly slide Guardian Devils under my pillows, opposite of Vikki. "So, uh," I start "Do you..need something?" I ask.
"Can't a girl hang out with her twin?" Vikki asks, which makes me suspicious of her. She sucks in her breath as I glare at her "O-okay, fine," she confesses "I heard you talking about a devil, as a guardian?" she asks.
My eyes glance over to Damian. Luckily, everyone can only see their guardian. "U-u-uhm, yeah!" I say honestly.
"I heard from someone that if you have a devil as a guardian, God created you as flawless," she looks at me, her dark green eyes bright "No imperfections."
== Chapter 3: Me? Perfect? ==
Everything flares up. Damian stands up, I sit up, Vikki raises an eyebrow, and my library book is heavy under me. "What? I'm-No one's perfect," I tell her.
Vikki shrugs. "I asked Mom about it, and she said she's heard about that too, from Nana Willow, who she says had a guardian devil." That's where I know that name! "Nana Willow!" Vikki looks at me weird.
"Uhhh, yes, Nana Willow...?" she says again.
Before any of us can say anything else, Vivian comes to the door,(which, might I add that Vikki forgot to close), her skin dark, and her blond orange hair in a ponytail. "What's up, V's," she greets with her usual hello when she sees us together, "Mom said dinner's ready, I'll be down in a minute." she leaves to go change.
Vikki and I head to the kitchen and takes a seat at the kitchen table. The table is set with plates with dinner placed on them. I sat across from Leo and next to Vikki and Mom. We say a small prayer and dig in. The dinner is delish. A few minutes later, Dad and Vivian join us.
Dad works at home, but lately, his work has been getting more and more time consuming and we've been seeing less and less of him. He couldn't get a day off today, but for tomorrow yes, which works because tomorrow is also when Vikki and I agreed our b-day party would be.
Vikki wanted it to be on our actual birthday, but after I mentioned that Mom wouldn't agree with a party on a school night, she agreed with having a party the next night. So basically, it was a win-win that Dad got a day off after our birthday.
The table was quiet for 5 minutes before Dad breaks the silence. "So how was everyone's day?" he asks everybody.
Vikki instantly speaks. "After we went to the doctor's today..." her voice drifted as my mind went to other things.
Nana Willow had a Devil too... Does that mean it's a family trait? Every 50 years one of us gets a devil or demon as a guardian? "Nikki?" I look up. Vikki, Vivian, Mom, and Dad were looking at me. Leo was chewing something slowly and looking at me too. I swallow my food and say, "Yes?"
Mom and Dad look at each other. Mom sighs. "We should've told you this," Dad starts "But..." he glances at Mom and she places her hand on Dad's. I bite my bottom lip. "D-dad?" I stutter out. He looks up at me and stops. "Yes, Nikki?" he says softly.
I pick at my food. "Uhm, did Nana Willow have a demon or devil as a guardian?" I ask nervously.
The whole table became silent. "What's the difference between a demon and a devil?" Leo mutters. Behind him, Damian is ready to choke my poor brother, but I shoot him a look. His hands fall to his side and he crosses his arms, face looking pouty. Leo, thinking the face was for him, puts his hands up "What?" he asks "There's actually no difference!"
I hold back my tongue to keep my secret. "Nikki, you better tell him the difference!" Damian says. I shake my head. Damian grumbles something and his eyes turn into a bright red. "Kids," Mom says sternly "Your dad is trying to speak."
Leo leans back and continues to eat his food. Vikki and Vivian are halfway done with their food, and Dad is still picking at his food a bit, deep in thought. "Dad?" I say. He looks up at me putting his fork down. "Yes, Nikki," he says "Nana Willow did have a devil as a guardian."
"Wait, what?" all of my siblings say, probably shocked.
"Do you know what they were like?" I ask, wanting to know more. Dad rubs his temples. I notice bags under his eyes and say "We can talk about this tomorrow if you want," He looks up and smiles "If that's what you want," he tells me. I nod.
My family finishes up dinner and we all head to our rooms after.
When I arrive at my room, I go over to my closet and pick out my PJs. While I'm choosing, a shadow casts over me, but I don't move and reach for a nightgown. "I hate you so much," a deep voice says from behind me. "No, you don't," I tell Damian "You're just upset I didn't-" I turn around and I'm face to face with my guardian, inches apart.
My cheeks heat up and I see hints of red on Damian's cheeks too. He steps back a few paces and rubs the back of his neck. "Uh, sorry," he mumbles.
I shake my shock away and try to muster out a word. "Uh, no, that's...okay," I take my clothes and head into my bathroom. Damian wants to come in but before he can, I say, "I need to shower you dumbo," The door is halfway closed "You can stay out in my room or over in my sister's," I tell him.
He made a face. "Why would I stay at your sister's?" he asks. 
"Because our rooms share this bathroom," I inform him "So that makes her the most threatening thing when I'm in the shower."
He thinks about before saying, "Alright, I'll go over there and protect you from her," he disappears and I close the door to my side of the bathroom. I sigh. I go over to the shower and turn the water on. While I wait for the water to warm up, my phone rings. It's Daisy.
Daze: Hey, I think cookie likes u ;)
Me: Wait, what? 
How do you know?
Daze: I overheard him talking about going to your house later and telling u he's going to confess!!!!!
The ship is finally starting to sail!!!!!!
Me: OMG! Shut up!
I smile and another ring comes from my phone.
Dylan: Hey loser, can I come over?
Me: why? 
Dylan: Cause I need to tell you something...
I feel my cheeks heat up and smile.
Me: ooooh a secret?
Sure, I wanna know all the tea
Dylan: Lmao, see ya then, dummy
Me: see ya
I place the phone on the sink counter and get into the shower. I rinse my hair and wash my face. After 10 minutes, I get out and dry my hair. I braid it into two low pigtails. I brush my teeth and while I'm doing that, Damian comes over to my room. "Did you know your sister likes a girl?" he asks.
I stop and look at him through the mirror. I blink and spit out the foam in my mouth. "Uh..no? Why do you say that?" I ask. "Cause she was calling someone and saying, 'we can't tell them, they won't like that I'm lesbian...'
"What?!" I screech. Damian takes a few paces back and puts his hands next to his face. "Uh, yeah?"
Suddenly, the door to Vikki's side of the bathroom burst open. "What's wrong?" she says to me.
I stare blankly at her. "Uh, n-nothing," I say.
"Then why'd you scream?" she asks, relaxing a bit.
"Because Dylan just said he's coming over!" I tell her excitedly. At least that wasn't a lie.
"Who the hell is Dylan?" Damian asks the same time Vikki shrieks.
"REALLY!?" Vikki asks. I nod excitedly. 
She grabs my arms and we shriek in excitement, together.
After a minute, we stop and hear Vivian call out to me. "Hey, Nik! Someone's at the door for you!"
"It's him!" Vikki whisper shouts. "I know!" I say back.
"Well, go! I'll wait in my room," she tells me and heads over to her room, phone in hand, staring at the screen.
"I check my reflection really quickly and start heading to the foyer. Before I can leave my room, Damian stops me at my bedroom door. "Who's Dylan," he says, more than asks.
"Who's Dylan?" I repeat. He nods. Dylan is my boy best friend. He's my crush, he's my future, and my past. 17 years, we've known each other and still counting. I can see a future with him, but not one without him. (That got sappy XP) "He's my best friend," I settle on.
Damian relaxes a little and lets me pass. I go willingly, and stop when I arrive in the living room.
Dylan's wearing a plaid jacket over a white t-shirt. he's got on some dark blue jeans and some white shoes. He's carrying a hawthorn and a box wrapped in a Christmas wrapping. I smile. His family never had enough wrappings for any birthday presents. His honey-brown hair is messy as always and his green-blue eyes look like the ocean.
Makes me feel bland with my pale yellow PJs and two pigtails. "Hey, Dylan," I say.
He looks my way and his eyes brighten, which makes my insides jitter, "Hey, Ronica! Happy Birthday!" I see small hints of pink on his cheeks. I feel mine heat up.
Suddenly, the door to our house burst open and Daisy's there. "What's up, b**ch!"
"Daisy! Watch your mouth!" I greet her back.
She rolls her eyes and comes over to hug me. Her long brown hair is down and her light blue eyes are brighter than usual. Her shirt is white and her shorts are even prettier. "I missed you!" she says, "Where's Vika?"
"Since when have you cared about her?" I tease, a bit jealous.
Color creeps into her face and she stutters out, "I-i just wanna wish her a Happy Birthday too,"
I nod and tell my bestie Vikki's in her room. Daisy says thank you and heads out to find it. After she left, I look back at Dylan. "Here," he hands me the box, and holds the flower, gripping it a bit tighter. I smile up at him, "Thanks," I tell him.
He gives me a shy smile and I have to hold back my smile. I sit down on the L couch and I pat the seat next to me. Dylan comes over and sits beside me. He leans back and watches me unwrap his awful try at wrapping the box in the paper. I tear it open and open the box.
The box contains a necklace, bracelet, earrings, ring, and burette.
The Necklace chain is thin, and there is a charm hanging from it in a heart shape, made from a moonstone. The bracelet is a charm bracelet, and I have to keep myself from screaming. I've always wished for a charm bracelet! The chain seems to be made of silver metal with streaks of emeralds. There was only one charm and it had a birthday balloon on it.
The earrings are dangle ones and they have heart-shaped quartz at the ends. The ring is also made of silver and has the outline of a heart.
And the brunette. Oh, the burette is so pretty. Made from a pearl, it's shaped like a cardinal and the eyes are made of rubies. I take out the little thing that holds all of it and I find a note. before I can even touch it, Dylan reaches over really quickly and takes it. "uhm, read this when I leave then text me your answer," he says
I look at him weird and I notice his cheeks are flushed. Heavily. "Ooookay?"
He smiles awkwardly. I smile back. Damian is behind him and he looks bored out of his mind.
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