Flames Aren't Always Bad

by xXDOVAHKIINXx

A girl named Flame wakes up in the world of the guardians. confused about where she was, Flame ended up joining up with the wrong side. the bad thing is, is that the guardians want her to. Fighting breaks out, while Flame recalls lost memories of who she was before. who's side will she choose? will Flame choose to look at herself as destruction or light? ( Skyrim involved)

1. Chapter 1

A/N Hey guys this is my first story. I love reading all the new stories that appeal to me. Great job guys! This chapter is very short and I'm sorry, but new chapters are on their way!

Chapter 1

This is the story of me and how I became a guardian. Along with Jack, I also became a guardian by sacrificing my past life for another. Though I didn't remember it at first, I had some new friends to help me out. You may think that I was friends with the guardians from the beginning, but that is not even close. My name is Flame and I am the fire wielder guardian, though I didn't know at first.

I feel warm, hot almost. I opened my eyes and was met with the moon, the bright bright moon. Sitting up was a little challenging because I was stiff all over. Automatically I looked at my hands; they were covered in black flakes. Not only my hands, but also my whole body was covered in the black ash. Strangely, my clothes were black with bright orange wavy lines that lead to all my limbs, and met together right at my heart! Shocked, I observed my surroundings, and saw that most of the roof was gone on this what looked like a burned down house.

Standing up, I felt like I was not alone. Spinning around, I was met with a cold nothingness. Then faintly I heard a little laugh, almost like a chuckle that was echoing in every direction. Terror took over my body and I wanted to run, but I was frozen, glued to my spot. My body was tense and ready to react to anything that tried to come at me.

"Don't worry little girl, I am not here to hurt you," a masculine voice cooed behind me, sensing my tense body. Ever so slowly, I turned my head then body in pursuit to face the man. He was tall, lean, had hair as black as night, pale grey skin, and dressed all in black.

Without thinking, I let out an animalistic growl. I took off right after that. Slipping through a hole in the wall just big enough for me to fit through, and ran out into the forest right behind the house hoping to loose the man. I felt the blood boiling under my skin keeping me going, not stopping to catch my breath in fear that the man would find me. The next turn I took... he was there, just waiting for me to run this way!