A long time ago on the planet earth there was a group just like us, they were called the Guardians. They were protectors of the light while using the lights powers. Each Guardian had a ghost, these were little machines that came from the light itself. They called the source of this light the Traveler. These Guardians had three different classes. Titans, Warlocks, and Hunters.

Titans were like tanks, they could deal damage while taking damage and even had the ability to make shields big enough to protect a group of Guardians. Warlocks were known for their magic abilities. No other creature could match their mystic ability. The last ones were Hunters. They were the wildcards. They didn't always play by the rules, but were really good shots with any gun they held.

The Guardians disappeared from the galaxy after the Red War and have not been seen since.

In a field of green grass and trees a robotic hand shot up from the fertile soil. Another robotic hand soon joined it and both arms pulled a robotic body out from under a lot of dirt. This robotic person whose face is blue with a horn and green lights for eyes came out of the dirt with a hood and armor that was severely damaged.

"Bear you there?" the robot says with a very soft artificial voice.

"Over here guardian" A faint voice whispers behind him. The robot turned slowly and crawled towards his ghost.

"What happened, Where's the Traveler?" The artificial being asked frantically when he finally was close enough to the smaller bot.

"I don't know" the ghost says "but I do know that the light is gone. There isn't a trace of it anywhere on earth anymore."

"Are you saying we failed?" the robot asked, voice soaked in dread.

"No, but something has happened since we've been gone. We've been out of commission for a long time Guardian." The drone comforted the larger bot.

As the ghost finishes another robotic hand shot out of the ground right beside the robot. Another Robot like the first just without a horn on his head and colored green with red lights for eyes. The robot pulls himself out of the dirt and looks right at the other Guardian with confusion and shock.

"Zack is that you?" The knew robot asked in a staticy robotic voice.

"Donovan?" The now named bot asks in return.

"Were we dead?" Donovan says with shock on his face.

"I believe so?" Zack says but before he finishes another hand this time gloved bursts through dirt beneath them and they both jump back. A human pulls himself out of the ground between Zack and Donovan.

"Reece is that you?" Donovan asked upon recognizing his brown hair and eyes resting on his tanned face.

Reece looked at both Donovan and Zack, giving each a confused look. "Yeah it's me but what's happened to the Traveler, and why was I underground?"

Zack looked at Reece, "I don't know but it seems we were buried a couple feet from one another and there isn't a trace of light on earth at all anymore."

Reece looked at Zack with worry "Did the Cabal win?"

Another ghost pops up around Reece "No they haven't won yet. We are still alive and we must find some of the light."

"I thought there was no more light?" Zack asks

"Well now that the three of us can put our scans together we were able to find a little light." Another ghost says floating by Donovan.

All of sudden a girlish scream resonated through the tree's catching the Guardians attention. "Some girl is in trouble!" Donovan yelled as he took off running that way.

"Wait Dono, we don't know what's out there!" Zack yells but Donovan is already out of sight

Zack looks at Reece and sighs "Let's go and get him before he gets himself killed again."

Zack and Reece then both go and take off towards the same direction Donovan just ran too not realizing that they are now in for an adventure.