A little girl, her shoulder length hair blowing in the wind, energetically got off her school bus with a few of her friends, laughing and talking with them as they were finally able to come home from their fifth grade classes. Fall was like a heavy blanket over the town, the sidewalk and lawns covered in the gold and orange leaves. The kids played in them as they walked home, throwing them at each other with little ineffectual fistfuls of leaves that showered the whole group rather than their intended targets. The little girl, still laughing, noticed a small white flower lying on the edge of the sidewalk, its pure white petals softly stirring in the breeze. The girl bent down to pick it up, but just then a small gust of wind blew it onto the edge of the street, the little girl following it.
Jarus leaped from the battlements and fell through the air as it softly rustled the feathers of his wings and the hair on his head. He let go of all of his thoughts and let the wind guide him down, down to infinity.
The little girl walked eagerly towards the innocent white flower, which was yet again blown further into the street, and still followed playfully by the little girl. The girl, not paying attention, jumped towards the flower and finally caught it. Suddenly, she looked up at the sound of a horn accompanied by screeching tires. The girl screamed and clutched the flower tight. The vehicle tried to stop, but it still slammed into her, rendering her world black and senseless.
Jarus suddenly snapped his eyes open. Pain wracked his body for a moment, intense pain, and then it was gone. He had an image of a little girl being hit by a human car and dying. He gasped as the pain came again, and tears came to his eyes for the little girl.
The girl blearily opened her eyes, and saw that she was floating through white…water. She looked to her hand, and saw that she was still clutching the flower. She smiled, not knowing what had happened, and clutched it to her breast. Just then, she saw a large man swimming or flying towards her. As he came close enough to her, he grabbed her gently. The girl was not scared, even felt a little happy at this man's arrival. Suddenly, she could feel the air on her face again, and could feel a subtle but deep pain throughout her whole body. She gasped, and slowly fell into pure darkness once again.
Jarus closed tight his wings and dove into the moat with nary a splash. He hurtled through the water: white water that was all around him. He suddenly spotted the girl and grabbed her as he neared her. He effortlessly held her and continued through the water until he tore through the other side into her world. He hurtled towards her body, hoping and praying that he was not too late. The girl had fallen limp in his arms as he neared her earthly body. He noted the blood: the vast amount of blood that covered her body was terrible to behold. People were screaming and crowding around her, staring and crying at the same time. Jarus gritted his teeth and slammed into the ground.
The crowd, numbering close to twenty people, was shocked by a slight rumble in the ground, and the slight cracks that appeared near the side of the girl's body. They looked around in confusion while the fire trucks and an ambulance blazed through traffic only a mile away from the crash.
Jarus felt a tear slide down his cheek and onto the girl's body as he laid her soul into her mortal shell. He placed his hands over her heart and began to pray with all of his might, with a fervor unmatched by any save for the Lord himself.
The girl slowly and blearily opened her eyes again, the image of the man fading and sharpening at the same time. Unimaginable pain coursed through her body and seemed to tear her very soul for a few brief moments before it began to recede. The pain suddenly spiked and forced the breath from her lungs before it disappeared altogether. She sighed in an aching peace, and smiled at the dissolving face of the man who had helped her. She felt his hand clasp her hand holding the flower before he completely vanished.
The crowd, seeing her alive and impossibly well, began to joyously shout, her parents falling to their knees and shouting praises to the Lord with all of the fervent gratitude and love in their hearts.
The ambulance screeched to a halt as the paramedics hastily took the girl into the ambulance, the parents with them, and tore off towards the hospital in an instant.
The Lord looked down on this event with a smile on his face, and love in his heart. Jarus had finally found someone worthy to have him as their guardian angel.