In the city of Severn, a cloud of fear hovers over every living creature, and the ability of making it through the day are desired by all who are innocent. There is one being who lives in the shadows that stands up to protect those who are innocent. A celestial being, half human, half bird, commonly referred to as an angel, but better known around the neighborhood as The Guardian. His name is Chadrick Karson. During the day, he walks the streets of Severn as a homeless man, finding recyclables to put into his shopping cart he pushes around. By night, he removes the restraints from under his jacket that keep his wings wrapped around his body, spreads them wide, and flies into the night sky, patrolling the streets with his watchful, expressionless eyes.
Since the night his father was kidnapped and murdered, there is a failure that he has had to live with for the past three years. His failure to save his father haunts him whenever he closes his eyes. Since that night, all that remains on his face is a cold, hard expression. He lost his smile that night.
Dropped from the sky and onto the doorstep of a widowed farmer named Alan Karson, Chadrick learned a great deal from his new father. Lessons about life and love resulting in this extraordinary creature who stands for honesty, integrity, and decency, but with a secret darkness that's pacing inside him like a lion in his cage.
There is a craving inside of him that needs to be satisfied. It's a thirst for lust; the desire for, rough, sweaty, passionate animalistic sex with someone who was just as hungry as he is. He wants it. He wants it real bad. Whatever action he takes, he does it with the right intentions and not his own selfish one, but still, he wants it bad, he wants it real bad.
Soaring through the sky with the cool breeze rushing across his face, the wind whirling under his wings, he scans the streets for anything that is disturbing the peace. Although sometimes when he is flying through the sky, he loses his focus. Flying is his ecstasy. It was something he could get enough of. No matter how much life wreaks havoc on his soul, he clears his mind, clears all of his thoughts and becomes completely weightless when he is in the only place the feels like home, the sky.
As he ascends higher and higher towards the heavens, his nirvana abruptly shatters as he hears the shriek from a woman below. Chadrick curtails his wings and pierces the sky as he shoots down towards the street like a bullet. Slowing down to assess the situation, he flies high above the woman and what looks to be a mugger, and notices them both run into a dark alley.
He peers down at them both and matches their pace until he sees the hand of that mugger wrap around the neck of that woman. He drops from the sky, landing softly and gracefully onto the ground, and tears the mugger off of her. He pulls the mugger's forearm into his body, exposing his forearm to him, and drives his elbow on top of it, shattering both the ulna and the radius, then tosses him aside.
After a few minutes of rolling and writhing in pain, the mugger got to his feet and ran away, leaving Chadrick and an angelic blonde beauty, fixated on each others' eyes.
The woman walks towards Chadrick hesitantly. Taking her time with each step as if she's assessing the pros and cons of every step that draws her nearer to him. Sensing her fear, he tilts his head, trying to reaffix his dark brown eyes with her soft blue ones.
He asks her, "What is you name?"
"Anya" she whispers softly. "And yours?"
"Chadrick," he says back.
"Chadrick" she says under her breath, smiling.
Anya wraps her arms around his neck and whispers in his ear, "Please take me home".
Chadrick slides his arms behind her back and beneath her knees, holding her close against his broad chest.
"Hold on," he says, as he gazes deep into her eyes.
As he expands his wings, he beats them vigorously, creating a powerful WOOSH under his wings like a sword piercing the air. Carrying Anya off into the clear night sky, he feels her grip grow tighter and tighter the higher he lifts her up. Once steadying himself, she loosens her grip and grows more comfortable in his arms while nuzzling his neck and twirling the hair on the back of his head as they both weave through the clear night sky. Chadrick peers down over Anya unsuspectingly, as he begins to feel the muscles in his cheeks about to pull his lips, as if wanting to crack a smile, but it stops just moments after it begins to start.
Flying high through the sky, through the cool, calm night, the stars sparkling bright over them both, Chadrick cradles her close to him. She stares at him in wonder. Asking herself over and over again, How could this possibly be real? The both slowly begin to descend onto the balcony of Anya's condo suite outside of her bedroom. He plants both feet on her balcony floor and slowly lowers her down until her feet touch the floor as well. They both gaze into each other's eyes as he begins to back away from her. He feels her fingers graze across his arm until he is out of her reach. Chadrick quickly turns around and he leaps onto the balcony railing about to leap into the sky and leave until he feels her soft slender hands on his wrist.
"Please don't go," she says softly. She takes his hand with of hers and guides him into her bedroom.