Thirty-Eight

Bobby

I watched as the old woman I knew as Anna was transformed into a horrible creature. I was so shocked I couldn't do anything but cower on the floor. I listened as Cole stood up to the demon with no fear and put himself in front of me.

The demon threatened him. Threatened us both. And something in me changed. The sting of electricity shot through my veins and a voice boomed in my head. " You are my sword. You will protect the power and the chosen one. "

I stood just as the demon advanced on Cole and he didn't back down. His clenched fists started to crackle with the power of the blue lightning, but the voice in my head was there again even louder. " You are my sword! "

Jumping up I could feel the power course through me, and I knew what I needed to do. Cole and I were one, he was the one I was made to protect, and his power would change everything. Throwing my arm out, a sword of lightning and blue flames appeared in my hand.

"Stand back," I yelled at the demon. At first it looked from me to Cole unsure who was the bigger threat, and when Cole was shoved into my chest, that's all it took to put me in motion. I was his protector, and nothing would ever hurt him again. Tucking him behind me, I pointed the sword at the demon.

"You really think you can hurt me with that?" the demon asked and seemed to grow even bigger.

"I know I can." I lunged forward and drove the sword into its chest. It bellowed so loudly the house shook and I was thrown back away from where it struggled to pull the sword from its chest. It shrieked and screamed while clawing at the sword, but its hands only passed through it.

Cole slowly walked around me and touched my arm when he passed by. Everything seemed to slow down, and he turned to look at me and smiled the way he had this morning when we had been in bed together. Full of love, and trust, and everything good in the world. He then turned to the demon and gripped the sword. "I banish you in the name of the archangel Haniel. You will never return to this world again."

His whole body ignited with the blue lightning and a bolt of it shot down the sword into the demon. It screamed before it was blown apart and drifted away on small glowing bits of ash that disappeared before they drifted to the floor. He spun around to me just as the sword appeared again in my hand, still flaming a brilliant blue.

"You're beautiful," he said before rushing into my arms. "My sword."

I wasn't sure exactly what that meant, but I knew no matter what it was I'd be there for him whenever he needed me, and we would figure out exactly what our roles were. "Are you okay?" I asked him and held him at arm's length to get a good look.

"I'm fine. There was nothing it could have done that would have hurt me. But I wouldn't have been able to destroy it without you. I can hold the sword but only you can use it when needed. I didn't understand what Haniel meant when she said you would be my guardian and my sword, but now I know." Cole looked at me like he was seeing me for the first time, and I understood exactly how he felt. He was fire and electricity all in one. And his power was amazing, but he needed protection. I would be his sword and I would strike down anything that tried to hurt him.

"I will always be there for you," I said, and I meant it with every cell in my body. "I will be your sword." His hand glowed a pale blue as he reached for me.

"And I will be your heart, together nothing can stop us, and soon the other demons and creatures of the night that try to take powers meant for good will know." Cole met my eyes again before pressing his lips against mine. "Thank you. You could have chosen to walk away that day when you saw me hit with the bolt from the blue."

"Nothing would have made me leave you. I needed to know you were okay." It was true and the strange pull to him made more sense. We'd both been chosen that day, but we both had to choose to accept our destiny.

"You really are my guardian," Cole said, and held me close. I wasn't sure how all this would work, but we'd figure it out. And if anyone or anything was stupid enough to think they could hurt him, they'd have to go through me first, and my sword. My super cool demon killing, flaming sword. Cole pulled back and met my eyes.

"Really?" he said with a smirk.

"You promised you wouldn't read my mind all the time," I reminded him.

"You were screaming it so it made it a little hard to ignore. I was imagining you spiking a ball into the ground and doing a victory dance. Whatever that looks like," Cole said. It was obvious he didn't feel guilty at all.

I breathed out a deep sigh and crossed my arms. "So, this is my life now."

Cole ruffed up my hair and kissed me with a smack. "No, this is our life."