Sentinel

A large energy signature appeared on the sensors of a rather small robot with a compass like shape with a blue eye at the center. his front side rotated and twitched a bit revealing that he was in fact a double sided compass, shape wise anyhow. In actuality this orange and blue ghost was a prototype robot developed by the sentient being called the traveler. The Traveler knows that the darkness will find them and follow its path, even if they have a few millennia, the Ghosts mission? To find the greatest warriors and immortalize them for battles to come, that is not to say they are to build statues of them to raise moral. No their mission is to convert men strong enough whether they be alive or cadavers into machines that could survive the millennia, and when the time came to fight the darkness they would brave that as well. To some this no doubt seems unethical even horrific to convert men to machines and force them to fight against their will, it is I won't argue against that.

The traveler has yet to be discovered by man and vice versa the Traveler has yet to understand man, it has no concept of ethics, only that of survival. It started this mission to ensure not only its own survival but the survival of this species that would undoubtedly get caught in the cross fire and perish. The Traveler would give them the strength to fight this coming darkness. Now back to our little orange and blue ghost, he was heading toward an extremely powerful signal at a rocket's pace. He needed to make sure that he made whatever this was into a guardian not only because of the sheer power that rolled of him or her but the sheer light that radiated from this person made them the ultimate conversion. "locking onto power vector, traversing to origin of signature" ground out the ghost in a rough grunt of language it was obviously not familiarized with yet.

Slowly the signature began to fade and that only served to make the ghost increase further in speed no longer caring for the protocol of remaining at a unnoticeable velocity. "disregarding protocol 112 b to assure conversion of target U". Rocketing over a waterfall he plummeted downward and sighted his target lying on the ground of what used to be a lake that was slowly refilling. he wore a ragged red cloak that currently flapped over his hair, he wore and odd mix of orange and black for the clothing on under the cloak and had what looked to be a katana with a red hilt lying next to him. Foreseeing that the refilling of the lake could interfere with the process he began levitating him and his chosen sword out of the indentation of the crater and lake. Putting him down he decided to go ahead and begin.

"Initiating process of biological to mechanical conversion" he grunted as an intense blue light attempting to convert his body into a machine appeared. a few seconds later it was evident that it was a slow going process, slower that calculated. "Subject some how resisting conversion, calculating rate of conversion verse rate of resistance" he stopped the light for a second. "conclusion only key parts can be converted, Referencing priority database...Skeletal system, Brain, Eyes, top half of major organs only, major extremities, not enough for torso to upper knee conversion everything inbetween will be exempted from conversion, everything on head besides brain will become unneccesary with armor to cover head only brain conversion, as well as eyes. Restarting conversion process with new parameters, calculations indicate even with increased rate of resistance conversion will be successful."

Over the next hour his body slowly converted into only noticeable changes were his arms and legs as well as eyes, to which the ghost left the original eyelids to conserve energy. "process nearing completion" came the statement of a tired ghost. the armor the was being applied to his arms and legs were of an bright orange base as well as a Dark red trim and tribal design, hey if he had to be converted and forced into fights might as well offer him the most comforts available. His eyes as they were now replaced with photo-receptors, which were dark but when activated would glow a deep cerulean. "I hope you're strong and that you can forgive me for doing what I know is unforgivable even if my Traveler does not. Beginning storage of subject U as well as associated melee weapon." A blue light again surrounded him and his body began disintegrating and flowing toward the ghost that shared a liking of orange with him. once he and his katana were completely stored the ghost paused.

"Projecting current power levels... not enough to return to traveler" the ghost sighed "Searching for elevated position to absorb light and maintain stasis over Subject U... Located en route" he added to his audio log which could be accessed by any ghost that found him it was at this time a standard protocol for ghosts operating alone. Flying above to a statue of a man who looked to be in a complete set of armor he began landing pausing for a moment to examine the waterfall next to the statue wondering if it could be a problem. "Disregarded too late to move, beginning stasis over Subject U as well as ambient light absorption to maintain it, This is going to take a long time." the Ghost sighed but knew he and his new partner if he forgave the little light, would survive the ravages of time, it is what I was meant to do bring Guardians back to the traveler and I won't fail.

Time passed, oh so much time passed, Mountains grew taller and more rounded, valleys grew deeper and lakes wider. Time passed and the world around them crumbled and rebuilt, seemingly endlessly the cycle continued. Not that either bared witness to these changes the ghost turned off its photo-receptors millennia ago the energy drain was too large.

So empires rose and fell but the two statues while no longer recognizable as such still stood with the ghost atop it with his precious cargo. Until finally after so many millennia The Traveler came into its final stages and created the new line of ghosts in its dying breath though none knew of the first models. That secret had never been shared and most Exo"s memories had fragmented with the stress of conversion another reason the conversion was later discontinued.

A few more years passed darkness began to spread throughout their residence for so many years but they had yet to be noticed, by any fallen that started to encroach on earth.