A/N: Stupid bunnies!! Please imagine the Creatures in the beginning of season 2, not near the end, but beginning.

Gatekeepers Prologue

Many years ago….

"…Then the human took a swing, but the fellow missed me and hit himself in the head!" A deep voice rumbled in laughter with his audience. The speaker, Najarin, was a blue skinned humanoid that was richly dressed in fine garments. His audience varied from little children to large adults.

"When he came to, I was nowhere to be seen. He went away, rubbing his head, not noticing that I was in the tree above him. Thus, proving that humans are not capable of finishing off an opponent," Najarin continued, ending his story. Applause surrounded him, then a little Creature in the front row called out, "Can we have another human tale? PLEEEEASSSSE?"

"Another human tale, Intress?" Najarin said with amusement at the little tiger Creature, who nodded her head along with a little green skinned boy with spiky black hair. "Oh, all right."

Cheers rang up as Najarin chose his story. "Let's see, ah! Why Perim no longer has the Lights that Reach the Ground is a good one. Back when there were no tribes, the sky would sometimes light up, turning itself into many wonderful and wondrous colors. Many accounts of Creatures witnessing it leave them awestruck at its beauty. But what struck them the most was the fact was that the times that they saw the lights, the lights try to touch the earth, and noises that are rhythmic and vocal filled the air. But when the humans left, the Lights reached no more. The air became silent, and the beauty ran away. But sometimes, in the middle of the night, when the wind blows violently, Creatures can sometimes hear the vocals of the singers that made the Lights that Reach the Ground."

Applause rose up and many Overworld Creatures made their leave. Intress and her green skinned friend gave Najarin hugs.

"Thank you for the stories, Najarin," the green skinned one said.

"You're welcome, Maxxor," Najarin replied warmly. The two little ones left, and soon after everyone said good-bye, Najarin was alone.

"One must wonder," he muttered to himself, staring into the sky, "what made the humans leave?"


5 Years from the Present

The M'Arrillians were defeated and locked back up in the Deep Mines. Double guards were placed to make sure that the doors will never be opened again. Now the tribes were reunited, and a large holiday was established to mark the day the tribes became one to fight a common enemy.

Najarin smiled as he watched Maxxor and Intress, now mates, and Chaor and his mate, Takinom, moved with the joyous music. Danians, Mipeadians, Underworlders, and Overworlders alike moved in time to the beat. Those who were brainwashed were back to normal, and joined in on the dancing. Some warriors, like Tangath Toborn, were too injured to dance, but made their joy known by clapping to the beat.

Najarin looked to the sky, still smiling, but the joyous atmosphere that surrounded him evaporated. There, up in the sky, were the Lights that Reach the Ground. He could even hear the vocals that accompanied them. They were joyful, solemn, yet with a tinge of mischief.

"Najarin!" A shout brought him out of his wonderings, and he turned to see Tiaane right next to him. "Are you all right?"

Najarin looked back to the sky and was relieved to see the Lights gone. "Yes, Tiaane. I'm fine."

Tiaane smiled. "Good. Thought that you were mesmerized by something."

He leaned in closer and whispered, "Watch out for the little ones; they want to hear of the humans again."

Najarin chuckled and said, "Well, I can't disappoint them, now can I?"


Present

Five years have passed since the M'Arrillians were locked up, and Najarin brushed the Lights that Reach the Ground as a trick in the night. After all, he was getting old, wasn't he? Life proved him wrong.

Najarin stared at Blazier, a neutral expression on his as he heard Blaizer's report. "Where did you see these creatures? Please, describe them as well."

"In the Forest of Life, they looked like Maxxor, but their skin tones ranged from pale white to dark brown," Blazier replied. Najarin's horror became apparent on his face and he slumped low in his seat, placing a hand to his forehead. "Najarin?"

"They returned," he simply said. "The humans have returned."

A/N: Please read and review!! It keeps me going!!