Awakened Guardian

The bedroom is silent and still as shadows tucked away in a blanket, was a small boy his blonde hair painted to the tousled sheets. The only movement that stirred the room was his breath lifting his chest; filling him with warmth, comfort, peace. But a chill shook the shadows. Faceless yes glaring through the curtains. An army of ghouls crept to his bedside; a flood of curling lips and yellow stained teeth. But the boy simply turned to his side; sighed a last breath of hope. From the breath, a pulse beat through his companion. A small teddy bear arose from his side. He pulled a wooden sword from his waist and drew it upon the demons. And they hissed at him, surrounded him in a cloud of hate. Their claws ripped through his ear and sliced into his sword through their blackened bodies. None of them expected such a fight. They fled screeching through the windows, the bear limped back to his place in the boy's chest, laid the sword atop a bible at the bedside and laid lifeless once again; his deed done.