Ryan sat at the top of a twenty-floored building sipping beer from a can. The light from buildings and Street bulbs illuminated the dark night. It was freezing cold. The ground was covered with cold snow and ice, and people dragged themselves to the comfort of their homes. He took another sip as he watched the cars move on the main road. The moon was barely seen in the sky as thick clouds covered it. His eyes were heavy, filled with suffering and tiredness. It was as cold as the snow, watching people with anticipation of something.
Suddenly, a voice echoed in his ears. His heart began to ache like it had been pierced with needles. He began to sweat profusely.
"Help me" the voice echoed again.
He took the last sip from the can then crushed it with his hand that it shattered into pieces. He disappeared like black smoke, teleporting to where the voice was coming from.
A pregnant lady lying in her pool of blood, calling out for help in a whispering tone. The alley was dim and she was badly injured. Her lips were blue. Her hair scattered around her face to the ground. Her face was bruised, and her stomach was injured. She laid on her belly like a lifeless being. The cold weather helped to clot the blood faster, so she didn't bleed to death.
How long has she been like that?
"Help me" she whispered again.
He walked towards her slowly, stopping an inch away .
"Why have you called me?" Ryan asked
"Please....help me" she said "I can't die like this. Please....."
He crouched to her level and turned her over, placing her head on his arm. Her eyes were red and blurry. Her heart was beating slowly like it was its last. He placed his hand on the injured part of her belly. He remained that way for a few seconds,with his eyes closed.
Soon, her heartbeat evened, and so was her breathing. Her blurry eyes cleared and she looked up at the man in front of her. He had this cold aura emanating from him. He was dressed in black, his eyes were golden like the Sun.
"Thank you" she breathed.
Ryan laid her back on the ground and walked away into the dark.
Who was he?
Was he her guardian?
She felt too weak and cold to move. Maybe she'll just stay here until someone comes or probably freeze to death. She held into her belly as tears brewed in her eyes.
Soon, she heard footsteps coming towards her. As it came closer, she was held and warm arms took her in.
It was him again.
He lifted her up from the cold snow and walked away with her in his arms.