A/N: First of all, I'd like to thank everyone who read Supernova, my first fanfiction. This story takes place alongside Supernova's plot, but it can be read as a free-standing work of literature as well. Due to a busy schedule, chapters may take much longer to be released in comparison to Supernova. Here's a little teaser to keep you guys occupied. Comments and reviews are welcome. Enjoy!
Prologue: A Word of Advice
"Ezreal, Soraka, come here." A firm hand pats the living room couch, motioning where to sit. The soft cushions muffle out the sound. Two young Star Guardians, Ezreal and Soraka, take a seat next to each other and listen attentively. "Listen carefully because this is important." Folded hands hint at the seriousness of the coming lesson.
"In the beginning, there was nothing but First Star. She had immense power and wisdom. Any attribute of strength you can name, she possessed. All, but one. More than anything, First Star craved company. So, she divided her power to create everything - the planets, stars, galaxy, and humans. She loved the humans dearly because they possessed a unique ability - the ability to love. But for every good, there is a bad. First Star also created voidlings, which as you know, attack humans. Consequently, she blessed the most courageous humans with immense power. She crowned them Star Guardians, those who are destined to protect the humans."
"But we know that already," Ezreal whines. He kicks his feet up onto the coffee table and leans back.
"Feet off the table," a hiss replies. "Let me finish." Ezreal quickly puts his feet back down and straightens up.
"Guardians pass on First Star's legend as if she were some hero. In reality, she's just as cruel as the voidlings she's created. She forced destiny on us, but humans are free to choose their own. How is that fair? Don't think that protecting humans is your top priority. It's not. If you feel like you're in any danger, run. Run even if people will die. Think about it this way: only we can protect humans. If we're lost, then humans are lost. So, if you're going to protect humans at all, protect yourselves first.
"Sounds a little selfish…," Ezreal mumbles. He rubs his hands together uncomfortably. Soraka pouts, but pays close attention.
"We're without parents, but that doesn't mean we don't have families. You two are a part of our family. Therefore, I ask that you trust me. I'm telling you this for your own good. Family first, humans second."
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"That was harsh, Ahri," Sarah whispers as Ahri passes her in the hallway. Ezreal and Soraka stay in the living room to think over Ahri's words. "Reality is too cruel for them."
"I'm trying to protect them. If they live their lives thinking Destiny is absolute, then they'll end up like... them."
The two share a moment of silence.
"I'd easily throw everything away to keep you all safe," Ahri sighs.
"Their dreams aren't yours to throw."