My Guardian Angel

Chapter 1

Dakari's POV

"Oh, prince Dakari!" said a servant, Garai, after entering in my room. "Prince Dakari, where are you?"

"Yo, Garai, I'm here!" Garai turned to the outsider gardens and there I was. I was laying face-up on the grass staring at the sky. The wind blew through my short blonde hair as my blue eyes never went off the sky. That day I was wearing a black non-sleeved jacket above a white short-sleeved t-shirt, gray pants and a pair of blue shoes.

"Isn't it gorgeous, Garai?" I asked.

"It is indeed, majesty," answered Garai.

"Garai, I've already told you to call me just 'Dakari'! We're friends, remember?" I said sitting down and turning to my friend.

"I would, majesty, but Your Highnesses wouldn't allow me to do it."

"Okay, have it your way, then."

"I apologize for the interruption, but King Azibo and Queen Sagira are waiting for you at the throne room, sir." I gasped.

The ceremony! I had completely forgotten about the Leaving Ceremony! I though in aghast. I quickly stood up. Since I was 17-years-old, I had to go to this world "Earth" and find a human soul mate. And I was late for the ceremony!

"I gotta fly! I'll see you at the ceremony, Garai!" I said. Suddenly, two white wings emerged from my back as I flied through my room and to the principal room.


I hadn't gotten to the room, but I could already hear the priest talking to my father.

"My apologies, sir, but if prince Dakari doesn't appear soon, we'll have to procrastinate the ceremony until next year," he said.

"Well, if that's the case, I guess I should…"

"Father, wait, I'm here!" Everybody turned around as I crossed the room and landed in front of the thrones, my wings disappearing from my back.

"Hm. Now that the prince has arrived, we can start the ceremony!" said the priest. I walked nervously towards the king.

"Prince Dakari, today we'll send you to the planet Earth to find a soul mate. You won't be able to return until you've found it. Are you willing to accept these indications?" he asked standing from his throne. I nodded and knelt down with one leg.

"Very well then; you shall have only one year for this task," added Sagira. Garai, who had just entered the room, handled a sword to the king. My father took the hilt of the sword and its end touched my head.

"Let the ritual begin!" he said as I disappeared from sight.


"OW! That hurt!" I had fallen on a tree and then to the ground. I rubbed my head as I stood up. I started walking through the place that I thought was what humans called a 'city'.

This so called 'city' has a lot of buildings! On Habibah we just got the palace and some houses, but this place is totally huge!

I was turning around a corner when I bumped into someone. The person fell to the ground.

"Oh, I'm very sorry!" I said. "Let me help you!" I handled a hand to the stranger.

"Thank you," I heard. The person took my hand and raised the sight. It was in fact a girl around my age. She wore a blue headband with her short black hair and two purple bands that went to the left of her face. The clothes she used were a short-sleeved blue shirt with black pants and white shoes, not mentioning the silver necklace with form of silver wings she also wore. I gasped at what I saw. Her red eyes… I had never seen anything so beautiful. I helped the girl to stand up.

"Excuse me, miss, can you tell me, what city is this? I'm kinda lost," I said. She smiled gently.

"You're in Cairo, Egypt, young man," she answered. Then she started to walk away.

"Wait!" I called. The girl turned back.

"Um, my name is Dakari," I said politely. She smiled again, and I couldn't do anything but blush.

"I'm Eberia; it was nice to meet you, Dakari. Have a good day!" she said grinning gently.

"Whoa, whoa, wait! What if you give me a little 'tour'? You know, so I can know better this place?" I asked. Eberia stared at the sky. It was getting darker.

"Well, I must go home or dad will worry. But, you know what? Meet me here tomorrow and I'll give you a little walk around. Until then!" said Eberia. She turned again and walked away. I just stood there, thinking.

I can't wait until tomorrow. Man, she is so kind! I thought. All I have to do now is find a place to stay. I let a sigh out of my mouth and started wandering around.


After walking for a very long time, I found myself on an old abandoned shop with a broken roof. Well, it wasn't certainly a shop. It was more like an abandoned garage or something; maybe a farmyard. No, that was saying too much. It was all dusty, anyway. I turned to the broken roof.

OK, there's one good thing and one bad thing about the roof, bad thing: I'll freeze on winter; good thing: the sky looks amazing! I thought. Actually, I didn't care at all for the winter. I just cared about being the next day with Eberia. Then I laid face up on the floor, staring at the stars.

Eberia… I couldn't get her out of my mind. I tried to think on something else, but the image of the young girl invaded my thoughts. She was so beautiful… and her smile…

But I just knew her! What if I meet another person? No, I can't see anybody else. It wouldn't be the same. Agh! Why can't I stop thinking about Eberia?! It was useless. I had fallen in love at first sight.


The sun pierced through my eyes as morning arose. I rubbed them before waking up completely. I looked around. No, it hadn't been a dream. I had actually been sent to Earth and now I had to meet this girl in about 3 hours.

Man, did I sleep so much? I wondered in a yawn. Then I heard a strange sound. I turned to my stomach.

Great; now I'm tired and I'm hungry, I thought. I stood up and went out of the shop. I decided that I would first get some money and then eat something. But how did humans get money?

Garai once told me that some humans worked. What kinds of job can I find in Cairo? Life as a human would be harder than I thought.


"Where can I get a good job?" I wondered sitting in a bench in front of a park pushing my arm against an arm rest. I had gone there since the calmness always made me feel more secure and surer about my decisions. That's why I had that garden outside my room. I stared at the sky and started singing a song that my mother had taught me when I was younger.

Lead me to the light,
Take me to the edge of heaven
I'm standing in the night,
Looking for the edge of heaven…

Suddenly, my voice was interrupted by the ones of three little kids running around with a guitar on the hands of one of them. They were exactly the same, except for their hairs. One had brown hair, the other had black hair, and the last one had his red. The kids wore a green t-shirt and blue pants. Also the three of them had orange eyes. I also saw a man with a typical security guard suit chasing after them.

"Come back, you little thieves!" he shouted. I stood up from the bench and ran behind a building. The children were about to escape from their chaser, when they bumped into someone… of course, they bumped into me. Before they could run away, I caught them by behind. The man reached us and stopped for air.

"Thanks… a lot, sir. These kids have been going to the music shop where I work plenty of times, but today they wanted to steal a very precious guitar," he said. "Mr. Rick, the owner, will be very satisfied with your work."

"Ooh, I'm glad he will be satisfied," said the red-haired kid. "Now, could you please let us go, dude?" The other two kids stared at him.

"If you give back the guitar, I'll let you go," I said. The red-haired kid saw the instrument in his hands and then gave it to the security man. I freed the three kids.

"What should you say to this man, children?" I asked them. Their heads looked at the floor full of embarrassment.

"We're sorry," they said in unison.

"You're forgiven, kids. Listen, you can keep going to the shop, but don't try to steal again, all right?" asked the guard. The boys nodded.

"Thanks again for helping, young man," he said shaking his hand with mine.

"Excuse me, Mr. Security Man, but isn't Mr. Rick looking for a singer to attract people in the shop?" asked the brown-haired kid.

"Well, he has mentioned it a few times… why do you ask?"

"Because before this gentle man caught us," said the black-haired one staring at me, "I heard him singing. He has an incredible voice that will sure get the attention of many people!" The guard looked closer at me.

"Is that true, sir?" he asked.

"Well, um, I… I don't know if mine is a great voice, but, I do sing," I answered.

"Please come with me," said the guard. "You can come too, children. Just remember our deal." The three kids smiled and followed the man with me behind them.


"Mr. Rick! Mr. Rick, I brought someone!" shouted the guard entering the shop with us entering behind. It was quite big; at least bigger than my place. It had the images of many instruments pasted on the wall, and on another there were instruments hanging from the roof. The counter was just at the end of the third wall, and it had some sheets with different notes on it, and beside there were stairs that probably went up to a second floor.

Just then, a man came down the stairs. He had aquamarine eyes, short gray hair, and he wore a black job suit, with coat and tie.

"Who is this young man, Gregory?" he asked.

"Mr. Rick, he helped me catch these three little thieves," said the guard pointing to the children. "But that's not why I brought him. He seems to be a singer, sir." Mr. Rick also took a closer look at me.

"Gregory, give him the guitar," he said pointing at the instrument in Gregory's hands. The guard obeyed him and handled it to me.

"What am I supposed to do with this?" I asked with a confused look.

"You do know how to play it, don't you, young man?" asked Mr. Rick.

"Well, um, I don't, but I could try," I said. I sat on a little chair next to the window.

This looks like one of Habibah's 'paratis'. Maybe it works in the same way! I thought. A 'parati' in Habibah was an instrument with a keyboard-shape, but it was played like if it had chords. I took the guitar firmly in my hands and stared playing it like if I was playing a parati, with a song going out of my mouth.

I wanna heal, I wanna feel,
What I thought was never real,
I wanna let go of the pain I've held so long

I wanna heal, I wanna feel,
Like I'm close to something real,
I wanna find something I've wanted all along,
Somewhere I belong

I just sang that piece. Mr. Rick was with his mouth half-opened, you could say that it was almost touching the floor. He clapped.

"That was wonderful!" he exclaimed. "I've never heard anything like that!"

"R- Really?" I asked impressed standing up from the chair.

"I told you he was a singer," said the black-haired kid triumphantly, "and I was right!"

"Yeah, you were," added Gregory.

"What's your name, young man?" asked Mr. Rick.

"The name's Dakari, sir," I answered.

"All right, Dakari, would you like to start singing in my shop?"

"Well, you see, I don't have time right now, and I need to get money before I meet with this girl…"

"The money is not a problem, Dakari, I…" said Mr. Rick. Then someone entered the shop. It was a woman, with long black hair, orange eyes, and she wore a dark-red jacket with a skirt at the length of her knees, with shoes and a purse of the same color. She gasped at seeing the three kids. She ran to hug them.