Guardian Spirit
By: Blind Dark Fate
Note:
"Normal Talk"
"Spirit Talk"
'Thinking'
Telepathy
[Prologue: Protecting You]
He was just sitting there, crying on the floor. He didn't move, but he kept crying out. There were flames surrounding him, and yet, it didn't touch him. He was alone. he was always alone. I wondered, why was he here, by himself? Where was his family? Did anyone care if there was a three-year-old boy stuck in the middle of his own home being swallowed by fire? Then I said to myself, no one does anymore. Now, I found my sole purpose as to why I exist. I was sent to protect this boy. He may be too young, but he needed someone, and that person is I.
I walked up to that boy. The flames parting as I neared him. I wasn't afraid. I am a spirit, a spirit of flame. So it wouldn't bother me. The boy kept crying. His cries were being muffled into a soft heartrending melody. I couldn't help but admire this boy. His hair was a unique color of mahogany or maroon. His skin was almost a golden color, with the fire reflecting from it. There was this divine aura around him, that it's as if it was protecting him from the fires. I fell to my knees beside him. I bent over, and circled my arms around him. His cries soon quieted down, but it was obvious to me that the boy was still crying. I tried my best to calm the boy down. He clutched on to me, and I held his protectively. "Where is my mommy?" He cried in a tiny whimper. I held him closely. Don't worry, I'll protect you was what I told him, and that was my promise to him that will last forever.
War. It can never lose you. It's everywhere, and people lost all hope once their city it lost. One-forth of our world was engulfed in its destruction and ruled over the Dark Lord. Terrible monsters have inhabited our world, equaling the population of humans. No one was safe in the world, and everyone knows of this harshness. That is why they turn to our Gods, praying, hoping, and sacrificing everyday just for refuge. In return, they sent down gifted people, with extraordinary powers. They are still considered as humans, but with magic and such. There are different classes of people with powers, some I don't know much of. Soon the people began to have faith, but fear is still there. But we're they enough to restore our long-term war? Then the Goddess sent down to the world, Guardians
The guardian's sole purpose is to protect our assigned Chosen. We help fight beside our gifted master. We see to it that they have served the Gods with their talents and guided them to get stronger. But. my master and I are different. It's not like that between us. Yes, I help in making him strong in everyway. I do protect him. I protect him with my life. I fight by his side all the time. Then what makes our relationship as Guardian and Chosen different? The Chosen has an age limit as to when they are really suppose to get their Guardian. That age is when they turn ten years old. I found my master when he was three, only three. There wasn't even a summoning ceremony. I just. appeared to him, that day when his town was engulfed in flames.
The way my master treats me is different from what I see with other Chosen and Guardians. Usually, the Guardians aren't there beside their masters, waiting for their masters to summon them in battles, big or small, or when they are in trouble. But, my master allows me to stay beside him everyday. It's like we aren't just partners, but friends. He even said that I was his best friend. We are fighting partners, never backing down in fights. And we are best friends, always sticking by each other's side. My master said that he would protect me, just as I would protect him. I'll never leave his side, as he wouldn't for me.
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The fires were still burning, even after it began late at night. The city has crumbled, just like all the others that have been attacked by a sting of war. But it was over. It was all over; the terror has ended. Yet, there were still those foreign inhibitors in those vast lands, and Dark Soldiers that want revenge and destruction on the world. The Dark Lord may have fallen, but he knew it wasn't over.
They stood there, surveying the area. There were no sign that there are still any people in the city. It was too quiet, but it's always like that after the city becomes in ruins. "Will they come back to rebuild the city?" A small boy, with messy reddish brown hair, looked around the city with depressed chocolate brown eyes. He had pale skin, compared to his master's. He looks to be around the age of ten. He wore pure white robe like clothing, with a few red colors, and a red sign on his forehead. "I doubt anyone could have survived this."
The one beside the boy was older looking, around the age of sixteen. He has spiky mahogany-maroon hair, with a golden-tan skin tone. His eyes were the same color as the smaller boy beside him, but he had no sign on his forehead. "I hope everyone is ok. I hope she got away safely. I just feel bad that. I wasn't here to protect this city." He told him.
They were at the cliff side, watching the smoke rise up to the sky, turning the sun into a reddish color. "What do we do now Daisuke-sama?" The Guardian asked.
The older boy gave the smaller one a look for adding that suffix 'sama'. The guardian cowers down, bowing his head in shame. Daisuke shook his head, as a sign that he'll let it pass. The Guardian knew how much his master didn't like to acknowledge as something above as he was. He wanted his guardian to be as equal as he was. "I don't know, Takuya. All we can do now is. run." He replied in a soft whisper.
To Be Continued.
((So what do you think of this story? Should I continue? It's a mix of Digimon 2 & 4. The Digidestined are the Chosen, and the Digidestined from 4 are the guardians. The sign on Takuya's head is his Fire Spirit sign. Yes there is Yaoi, and it will mostly be on my two most fave couples, Takouji and Daiken. Everything may be confusing for now, but thing's will be explained later. Of course, if you haven't notice, this is an AU fic. Surprising characters will show up, so be prepared. Please R&R!!!))