Rise Against

I watched as the girl ran with more girls behind her. Maybe those other humans are part of her herd; if they have herds. She continued running until a wall stopped her. The other girls walked slowly to her like a pack of wolves do to prey. The girls took out some sort of weapon. It looked small, and it popped out of this mini protection thing. I don't really know how to discribe it.

"Do you girls have your pocket knives?" The leader of the girls said. So that's what their called. I leaned my head forward, suddenly interested in what's about to happen.

"Why do you girls hate me so much? I didn't even do anything to you!" The girl demanded.

"You like Jack, and Jack is starting to like you. And we might break up. All because of you." The leader said slowly. They inched forward, and the girl backed up, and bumped into the wall.

Please don't let me die, please don't let me die. I'm too young, and I still haven't gotten a date to the prom. A voice said. It must have been the girl.

"Ready to die, Justice?" The leader said. Her "herd" laughed. It wasn't funny. I had to do something. I had a plan. Right before they stab her, I will jump and knock them out. My plan should work.

"Please! Celeste, don't! I don't like Jack!" The girl named Justice said.

The girl named Celeste didn't listen, obviously. Because her and her "herd" just kept coming.

Right before they stabbed her, I jumped at them. Knocking them out. But I guess one got Justice, because she screamed in pain. That, or she was scared about my coming out of nowhere. But when I looked at her, there was fear in her eyes. And blood was pouring out of her side. I had to get her to the Healers of her world.

"Who or what are you?" She asked.

"My name is Freedom, Justice. And I am, what you can say, your guardian angel. But, I am not an angel. I am a ghost horse."

"How do you know my name?"

"I am guilty of eavesdropping."

Her eyes rolled to the back of her head and she passed out. I knew one was from the loss of blood, and the other must have been from the news of me being a ghost horse and all.