The Guardian Angelina

Originally posted to Devaintart on July 12, 2018.

Author’s note : This story was written for PrinceBuffon’s remix challenge, where one writer would review a story by another and re-write it with some different ideas. In my case, I had wtfbrotha36’s “Karmic Balance Guardian Angelina.”

Helena looked down at her slip of paper in one hand as she gripped a stack of books in the other.  Chemistry 101 was due to start at ten o’clock and it was nine thirty.  She turned her attention to a map and saw a three floor maze of poorly labeled rooms.  Her finger tapped her chin as she frowned, searching and searching for answers before shifting focus to finding the main office.

“Mon Dieu!  I hope the faculty knows how to find my classe!”  Helena turned, ready to power walk her way towards the administration, before bumping into something firm.

When her books and paper scattered all over the floor, Helena realized she hadn’t bumped into something, rather, she collided with someone.

Books and papers tumbled to the ground in a mess, warping the heavier books upon impact.

“Hey, what the fuck!?”  said a taller, firmer woman.  The dark skin girl stomped her foot.  “Watch where you’re going!”

“Oh!  Excusez-moi!  I’m sorry!  I don’t know my way around this school yet, and I-” her eyes widened when she felt a violent tug on her necktie, forcing her to her feet to make eye contact with the black haired girl.

“I just bought this, you idiot!” she snarled, and reached down for her book.  “Look at this, the spine’s all messed up!  They’re not going to give me any money back when I’m done with it!”

Helena tried to pull away, but the woman’s iron grip kept her from backing up.  “I-I’m sorry!  I… I didn’t know these were so much.  W-was it expensive?”

“Of course it was!  But I guess you wouldn’t know that!  They don’t give scholarships to people who actually need them!  They give them to rich little bitches like you!”

The more petite woman gulped.  “I-I’m not a rich girl, I’m sorry!  Could you please let me go?  I don’t mean any trouble!”  Helena put up her hands while baring a nervous smile.

Her aggressor pulled Helena closer.  “You better listen and listen good.  My name’s Lita.  I hate seeing rich little bitches like you with your fancy clothes getting a free ride when you don’t need one.  You’re going to stay out of my way, understand?”

“Y-yes!  Yes, I understand!  I’ll be sure to get out of your way!” she shivered.  “Um, now can you let me down, s’il vous plaît?”

Lita locked her eyes on the necktie in her hand and smirked.  “Sure, I’ll let you go.”  She gave one firm, violent tug on Helena’s necktie and ripped it apart.  A laugh escaped her lips as she dangled her prize between her fingertips.

“Hey!  What are you doing?” Helena gasped.

“Putting you in your place!”  Lita took a menacing step forward, wiggling her fingers.  “I think the whole school is tired of you seeing your type!!”

Lita proved to be faster than Helena.  Her strong hands yanked the shirt, forcing plastic buttons to ricochet onto the ground.  Helena’s brazier, decorated with pink butterflies, came into view and framed her cleavage.  She continued to wrestle the fabric off of Helena’s shoulders, as a crowd of students began to grow.

“S-stop it!  Leave me alone!  I-I’m not like that at all!” Helena struggled for freedom, before planting her foot into the ground.  She shoved back against Lita, making the other girl stumble but failing to shake her off.

“Oh, you’ve done it now!”  Lita growled and pulled on the shirt with all her strength, ripping it down the back in the process.  The effort brought her exposed shoulders and decorated bra into the sunlight.

“EEEEK!” she yelped.  Helena, now free from the shirt, wrapped her arms around her chest and turned to flee, when she felt resistance at her waist.  She felt firm pulls on her pants.  “N-no!  Please, stop!”

“May as well see what kind of panties you have on!” Lita laughed, as she gripped the denim tight.  One more button shot off like a bullet while the zipper fell apart.  Lita forced those pants to Helena’s ankles, wrapped an arm around her waist and lifted her, letting the helpless girl dangle her feet mere inches from the ground.

The desperate girl kicked and squirmed in a desperate effort to escape, but her pants slipped away as a result, taking her high heels with them.  Helena’s cheeks turned to a vibrant shade of pink as her violet panties with pink butterflies came into view.  They matched her bra with a bright pink frilled trim that tickled her soft skin.

Her comfortable, yet childish choice, earned more laughs.

“Sacre bleu!  Stop it right now, you horrible woman!” Helena begged.

“Hey, is it true you French girls go topless on the beach?” Lita reached for Helena’s bra.  “Let’s look for some tan lines!”

“N-no!  Stop!”  Helena squirmed, but her pathetic efforts were fruitless.  She felt tension around her chest, and a snapping noise as her breasts spilled out into the morning air in front of everyone at the school.

Her arms swarmed to hide her undressed body, but Lita pried at the feeble protection.  “I don’t think I see any tan lines!  You really do just walk around the beach with the boobs out, don’t you?”

Lita grinned as targeted the last of Helena’s meaningful decency.  The butterfly printed lingerie strained under Lita’s grip, forcing Helena to gasp in a newfound discomfort.  Little ripping noises taunted her ears as the encircling crowd grew louder.

“N-no!  I’m begging you, please, don’t do this!”

“You need to dress in a way that suits you better!”  Lita taunted.  With one final pull, the panties surrendered and tore apart, becoming useless scraps.  The cover abandoned Helena’s hairless womanhood, much to the delight of the growing crowd.

“She shaves!

“That’s hot!”

“I think we should get some pictures!”

Poor Helena fell to her hands and knees, stripped nude by Lita in front of a crowd.  Her heart raced, and her face burned crimson from overwhelming embarrassment.

“Now how about we spank that spoiled little ass of yours!”  Lita rubbed her hands together with a sinister grin on her face.  She gripped Helena’s ankles, and pulled the nude woman closer.

“No!  No please!  Stop it!  Someone help me!”  Helena panicked, kicking and screaming at Lita.  Her socks slipped off in the process, not that they could do her any good.  They were only a tangible reminder of her lack of clothing.  She squirmed and struggled until she felt another mighty hand on her ankle.

“I’m gonna leave your ass as red as your-”

“NOOO!  HELP ME, PLEASE!”  Helena screamed and braced herself.  Nobody answered.  The silence made her struggle as much as the threat did.  She gasped and struggled as she tried to pull her leg away from Lita one more time.  When her leg came free, she raised an eyebrow.  “…huh?”

The naked girl looked back at her attacker, and saw Lita frozen in place with that same menacing grin.  She had an open palm up, prepared to take a swing at Helena’s naked backside.  Helena waved a nervous hand in front of Lita’s face.  Lita didn’t breath or blink.

Helena looked at the crowd around her and saw that they were standing still as well.  Nobody made a sound, as if they were frozen in time.  She took a nervous glance around, before a golden light from above caught her attention.

“Sorry!” came a voice from the light.  “I JUST got these wings!”

“Huh…?”  Helena blinked, before taking a step backwards.  A black haired woman floated down from the shining golden light.  She wore a white robe, and had white wings coming out of the back of her shoulders.  The naked girl took a breath, and put her hands in covering positions.  “U-um… w-who are you?  What’s happening?”

The angel gave a pleasant smile, and brushed some of her silky hair out of her fair skinned face.  “You’re Helena, correct?  My name is Angelina.”  She pinched her robes near her hips, and gave a polite bow.

“Y-yes… I’m Helena… how did you know my name?”  Helena said, taking trembling steps backwards.

“I was sent to be your guardian angel, to protect you from people like her,” Angelina said, pointing her thumb at Lita.  She took a few steps closer to look over Helena’s naked body.

Helena blushed and covered herself before looking at the ground.  “A guardian angel?  Sent from the heavens?  I… I don’t believe you.  This has to be some kind of joke.  Angel’s don’t exist.”

Angelina frowned as she looked at the back of Helena’s neck, seeing a bruise where the necktie once sat.  “Did she hurt you?”

“Well… a little bit… but I think I’ll be fine.  Just um… sore for a while…Now um… if you don’t mind… I should go um… find some clothes.”

Angelina crossed her arms and frowned, but then smirked.  “Are you still doubting I’m an angel?  If I wasn’t one, could I do this?”  She extended her hand, and placed it on the back of Helena’s neck.

Helena tensed up as Angelina made contact with her vulnerable body, but words escaped her in an instant.  A strange, soothing warmth began to flood her body, originating from Angelina’s hand.  The pain from her neck faded, instead replaced by the calming energy that enveloped her.

When Angelina let go, Helena rubbed the back of her neck.  “It… it doesn’t hurt anymore…!”  Helena’s face brightened.  “…Wow… that must mean… you really are an angel?”

Angelina smiled and ran a hand through her hair again.  “Well I mean, I’ve got the wings and a halo.  And if that wasn’t enough, everyone being frozen in time is another big clue.  Now, I’m here to help you out through college and protect you from woman like her.  She’s like, beyond being a bitch, but I’m sure you already noticed.”

Helena leaned back in surprise.  “I’m sorry… w-what?  I mean… I’m sorry, I didn’t expect an angel to call someone that.”

The angel giggled.  “Well, I’m new at this, so don’t mind me having a sharp tongue.  I’ll just help out any way I can.”

Helena blushed and looked at the ground.  “Well, in that case, if you’re here to help me… can you fix my clothes?”  She pointed to the tattered fabrics that laid on the ground.

“Ah heh heh,” Angelina blushed and scratched the back of her head..  “I… don’t have that power.  I can only mend the body and freeze time.  I can’t do anything about your clothes.”  She looked at Lita and grinned.  “You know what you CAN do though…”

Angelina approached Lita, and turned to face Helena.  “You can give her a little taste of her own medicine!”  She pinched a shoulder sleeve of Lita’s shirt, tugging it with a smirk.

“Y-you mean like… stripping her?”  Helena raised an eyebrow.  “Um… that doesn’t… sound like something an angel would suggest… I thought you were more of a protector.”

Angelina tilted her head with a hand to her chin.  “Well… think of it as like proactive protection!  She’s not going to do this to you again when she knows how this makes you feel!”

Helena kept her hands in covering positions and looked at the ground.  “I don’t know… she was horrible to me… but that doesn’t seem like protection…”

Angelina shook her head.  “Oh Helena, sweet sweet Helena.  I want you to take a look at the crowd you drew.”  She raised her hand, pointing to their audience.  More than twenty students had formed a half-circle around them.  “They all have their phones out, taking pictures and getting ready to put you on the internet.  And she was about to make a show of it.”

Helena’s face reddened and she put a hand over her mouth.  “Th-the internet?  B-but… then… no…!”

The angel nodded.  “Alright then, since you know what was about to happen, how about we…”

“Delete the pictures!  Every single one!”  Helena exclaimed.  “I… I can’t… I can’t let them get to the internet!”

Angelina hesitated, before slowly nodding.  “Yeah, sure, we can do that.  And then we can give the bully what she truly deserves.”

Helena bit her lip, before looking back to Angelina.  “N-no.  If we stoop to petty revenge… we’re no better than she is!”

Angelina rolled her eyes and shook her head.  “Helena, sweety,” she stepped closer to the naked girl and put a soothing arm over her shoulder.  “Look, I’ve heard that phrase before.  It sounds smart, but… it really just lets them be them without learning empathy.  Meanwhile, you’ll keep getting pushed around and have to be afraid of her.  Believe me, having to always live in fear is horrible, you don’t want that, do you?”

Helena felt the angelic arm wrap around her shoulders.  The loving half-hug warmed her, and the angel’s touch even made her feel safer… more secure.  Her pulse calmed, though she still couldn’t make eye contact.  “I don’t know…”

The robe-clad girl took a deep breath.  “Look… there’s a reason that I, specifically, am your angel.  This is a horrible thing to experience, and I’m not going to allow you to go through it.  How about you go around dealing with all the embarrassing pictures of yourself, and I’ll deal with her?”

Helena sighed.  “… I don’t think she should have to suffer having her pictures on the internet… no matter how bad she planned on being…”

Angelina put a palm to her face, but then raised a hand, pointing to the sky.  “Alright… I have an idea..”

****

“A-are you sure they can’t see me?”  Helena gulped, hesitating to approach one of the many cell phone wielding frat boys.  “This just… it’s weird… he hasn’t even blinked.”

“They’re basically suspended in time until I allow them to move again,” Angelina explained, carefully holding a pair of scissors near Lita’s clothes.  “So relax.  They have no idea what’s going on.  I could keep time frozen so you could run home and get dressed if you wanted.”

“A-are you sure?” Helena kept an arm wrapped around her breasts.  She saw the angel closing one eye, inspecting Lita’s clothes.  With another gulp, Helena’s trembling feet brought her closer to the first amatuer photographer.

One arm shifted over her naked body, grasping one breast and keeping her forearm over the other.  The free hand lifted the phone from the man’s grasp.  Helena shivered and looked at the screen.  It displayed her decorated underwear ripping apart.  She wasted little time in hitting the trash can button before placing the phone in a small laundry basket.

Helena sighed, and tip toed her way to the next camera.  One by one, she collected every phone, deleted a lewd photo, and stored it in the basket.  First she found a shot of her bra coming into view and deleted it.  Then another of Lita wrestling her shirt away.  The picture became history.  She gasped when she found one clear shot of the smooth skin of her womanhood.  Her finger nearly punched through the trash icon.

Her heart never stopped racing as she approached everyone without a thread clinging to her body.  They never moved as Angelina promised, but Helena still shivered.  Every picture she saw made her blush and made her heart flutter.  Just thinking of her body being displayed on the internet made her squeeze her figure.

“They can’t see me… they can’t see me… they can’t see me…”  Helena whispered to herself, refusing to relinquish her guard.  “I can’t believe… how much they were going to share…”  Helena bit her lip, and waved her hand in front of the eyes of the final frat boy.  His camera was capturing video.  She didn’t hesitate to delete it and add the phone to her collection.

“Okay… okay… I think I have them all…”  Helena panted.

“Hmm hmm hmm…”  Angelina spun the scissors on her finger.  “Took your time, but I get it.  I would have too.  Gotta be thorough considering what they wanted to do, right?”

“I had to delete so many pictures…” Helena put an arm over her naked chest.  “But they’re all gone… I have all their phones right here.”

Angelina nodded, and then pointed at a fountain.  “Alright then, just dump them in fountain over there and we’ll be ready!”

Helena looked at the basket of phones.  “Destroy all their phones?  I thought this was about punishing Lita?”

“Don’t tell me you don’t want to punish people who were going to put pictures of you, bare ass naked, getting spanked all over the internet,” Angelina put her hands to her hips.  “I don’t think you could handle something like that.”

“Perhaps they’re bad as well… but this is about Lita.  The photos of me are gone.  Perhaps we could just… set the basket where they can still find their phones?”  Helena suggested, crouching forward, trying to cover her body as much as possible.

Angelina rolled her eyes.  “Alright, fine.  If that’s how you want to handle people who were out to ruin you, I’ll play along.”  She glanced around, and spotted a distant tree.  “Over there looks good.”

Helena nodded and ran to the tree.  She continued to blush, still unused to having air and sunlight on so much of her body all at once.  The thought of eyes looking over her caused her to shudder as she placed the basket of phones near the base of the tree.  With a deep breath, she kept her hands over herself and ran back to Angelina.

“Okay… I think everything is ready… what did you do to Lita?”  She asked, looking at her attacker, still dressed.

“Oh you’ll see, this is gonna be cool.”  Angelina grinned rubbed her hands together.  She placed an arm over Helena’s shoulder and lead her towards some bushes.  “I still would have gone further if it were me, she’s about as vile as she can get.”

That warm angelic hand caressed Helena’s skin again, bringing a soothing, peaceful touch with it.  Helena twitched in response for only a second, before shaking her head.  “She is horrible, but I wouldn’t wish that on anyone.”  The naked girl felt the calming arm tug her down behind the bushes and she complied without resistance.  “Anyone can learn…”

Angelina smiled and raised her hand.  “Yeah… I’ve heard that a lot myself.  Well let’s see if you’re a good teacher!”  She snapped her fingers, and they both looked at Lita.

“-face!”  Lita shouted, swinging and wiffing her arm into open air.  “…Huh?  Hey, where’d the rich girl go?”

“Hey… where’s my phone?”

“Mine’s gone too!”

“Whoa, look!”

Lita raised an eyebrow and looked down.  Her clothes began falling apart, piece by piece in the shapes of little squares.  They fluttered to the ground like snowflakes, abandoning her body on their way to the ground.  The pile of useless fabric grew at Lita’s feet, leaving her without any hint of cover.

Her eyes went wide and she reached around her chest in a desperate effort to salvage her clothing, but there was no way to keep the tiny scraps in place.  Nothing clung to her body, none of the fabrics were bound and her modesty surrendered to gravity.

“W-what!?  How did… this… n-no fucking way!”  Lita gasped as she covered herself.  “Where… WHERE IS SHE!?”  She gritted her teeth.  “I’ll get her for this… did anybody see her?”

“She’s naked!”

“I gotta get a picture!”

“Did everyone lose their phones?”

Lita blushed and balled her hands into fists.  “H-hey you perverts, I’m not here for you to take pictures!  Now where did that French girl go!?”

“Hey, maybe they’re in that basket!”

“Damn it!”  Lita gritted her teeth and turned to run away from the school.  While she was able to cover her intimates, there was no hiding the fact she was naked.  She fled the school grounds as fast as her exposed legs could carry her, while a stampede of frat boys scrambled for their phones.

“Yeah!  Run bitch!  That’ll teach you for picking on a sweet innocent girl!”  Angelina shook her fist from behind the bushes.

“A-Angelina!  Not so loud!  They’ll see us!”  Helena tugged on her robes.

“Relax, it’s me they can’t see.  I can yell all I want.”  Angelina giggled.  “Youuuu should stay down though.”

“P-please…” Helena shivered.  “Just… stay down… everything is still so strange and my heart is racing….”

“Aww,” Angelina knelt down and caressed Helena’s back.  “Relax.  You have me here to protect you.  That’s my job, and I’m good at it.”

“Th-thank you… but… I’m a little worried… Lita seemed more mad than humbleded…”  Helena frowned.

“Yeah… I don’t think we’ve seen the last of Lita, that’s why I’m staying with you.”

“Thank… you…” Helena sighed as that heavenly palm rubbed her.  “I’d really like to get dressed now… but I’m so far from home… I’m going to miss class.”

“Oh!”  Angelina giggled.  “Well, I guess we’re done here!”  She snapped her fingers, and the hoard of frat boys became frozen in time.  “Come on, I’ll walk you home, you can get some new clothes, come back and find you class!”

Helena stared at Angelina’s hand, and took it.  She covered herself as she stood up, seeing the everyone running to follow Lita.  Then she looked back to Angelina.  “Is… is it okay for you to just use your powers like that?”

“The guys in Heaven said I can do anything I think is necessary to make your life easier.  So it’s cool.”  Angelina nodded and waved her hand.  “I can freeze time for pretty much any reason.  Like if you’re late or need to study for a test.”

“Well… if you say so…”  Helena stood up, and walked together with Angelina out of the courtyard of the school, passing the humiliated Lita in the process.  “Hey um… since we have a long walk ahead… do you mind if I ask some questions about Heaven?  Like, what’s God like?  Is he nice?”

Angelina scratched the back of her head with a nervous chuckle.  “Um…  I actually haven’t met God yet.”

“Really?  You came from Heaven but you haven’t met God?”

“Well, no.  But I wasn’t exactly a faithful little church girl myself.  I um…” she gave a nervous chuckle.  “I kiiiiind of didn’t believe in angels either.  Seeing as how I AM one now, God seems an unconditional love kind of guy.”

Helena turned her blushing face away and smiled.  She kept her hands in covering positions as they continued walking.  “Well… that’s good,” she hesitated for a moment, thinking about the peaceful feelings Angelina brought with a touch.  “Hey um… did you say you can only freeze time and heal?”

“Um… yeah.  I guess I’m a little limited,” Angelina said.  “But we could still get a lot of use out of those two things.”

“Well um…” Helena looked at the ground.  “I just um… I noticed when… you healed me… it felt… really nice.  Any time you… you know,  touched me… it just… made me feel more… calm.  Like I don’t have to be be afraid…”

“Really?  I figured the healing might have done that, but I didn’t know that would happen.”  Angelina put a hand to her chin.  “I guess that’s good to know.”

“W-well… my point is…” Helena gulped.  “I’m still kind of nervous… even though nobody can see me.  If I could just…”  Her hand slipped away from her hips and gravitated towards Angelina.  She could feel her face grow hot with blush.

“Sure, anything to make your life easier!”  Angelina nodded.  She reached out and grasped Helena’s hand.

Helena sighed as that soothing warmth began to flood into her body.  “Th-thank you, my dorm is this way,” she said, smiling at Angelina.