To Protect the Past (From a Foolish Mistake)
Reboot of To Protect the Past
Warning: I do not own or make money from this fiction.
Chapter 1: The Future is Death, for this is my Reality.
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How did it all go so wrong?
How did I end up like this?
Everything had been going so well…
However, I should have known it could not continue.
It was my own fault!
Human bodies are not meant to come into contact with that kind of power…
For they cannot handle the strain.
I foolishly grabbed those emeralds while they were being utilised and the power near fragmented my very existence. How was I to know that my reality was going to change, due to one such event?
Enduring the power of chaos is but the first step into becoming stronger. At first, the differences were not apparent. So no one discerned minute things were changing, becoming more, different…
It was once my eye colour started to shift, along with supplementary parts of my body. This is when everyone started to notice and in concern…attempted everything to prevent the developments taking place.
The changes, as others came to find out, were entirely genetic. They employed many schemes to try to stop the transformations, furthermore they endangered not only myself but eight others who had also been undergoing them.
Becoming fatigued of the experiments, all nine of us chose to escape. Several individuals had a tug to go various directions away from where we escaped. Therefore we created an agreement to locate each other again, hence we disappeared into four groups of two plus one group of three. Unknowing if tomorrow would continue for each of us…
The nine of us became identified as the Guardians. For each of us respectably had been altered, to shield an object of great and terrible power. The pieces were constructed alongside each Guardian, it had become a horrifying burden and that sacrificed their individual souls.
Being tethered to an object of untold energy meant our aging cycle was cut off. We nine were to be untouched by the rivers of time. The changes carried on gradually, morphing each of us uniquely. Till we grew into beings which could control the tremendous energies of Chaos.
Once the foremost changes had passed, individually the nine of us gradually worked out what abilities we had obtained. First, it was corporeal abilities, like strength and speed, then swiftly came the elemental powers, those that served to protect us against the humans and hunter robots. Those who wanted to command the power each of us carried.
Any of us would now be combat-ready to shield the item which we had been appointed to Guard, but this was not sufficient. Gradually the humans overwhelmed us and one by one we died. The Guardianship of each object transferred onto the closest Guardian, in place of the individual that had been exterminated.
Time crawled by while we all worked to survive. Moreover, humans attempted various methods to seize our potential. Clones created from our DNA was the initial step in trying to defeat us. Next lasers with tissue destroying properties were introduced. Following that, appeared the hunter robots including that laser-like weapon built-in.
Through these measures, that humans exercised, slowly they slew the Guardian's, one by one…
Within the first century, three of the Guardian's fell. Their objects of energy transferred across to the remainder left. The three most familiar Guardians were appointed to provide a shield toward the object. A scarce quantity of the elemental energy of that piece was transferred onto the subject but didn't raise their strength.
It was about this moment which we discovered the pieces would combine collectively as a whole. Thus making it easier to protect and conceal within our own aura, making it easier to defend. None of us, though, obtained any more strength from the objects, that they previously held to start with.
Hunting in the ages that went by, we tried to find new candidates to take on the objects of energy. This is when we discovered the true price of what had been performed on us in the past. Binding us to the object of energy, our powerful souls were ensnared in a purgatory of our own making. In attempting to improve the human race, we were in fact deceived and had reaped our own recompense for the selfless actions we had taken.
As we discovered this, more of the Guardians died to those people. Everybody must have become knowledgeable about our abilities, these humans were bringing us down when isolated. Apart from each other and could not defend themselves from being eliminated and additionally being depleted of elemental energy.
By now with the last few Guardians on the run, the present-day had not been kind. Save for a brief moment, before hell entirely broke loose out in the world, we obtained a tiny degree of peace in a wonderful metropolis called Soleanna.
It was not to last…
While we, the Guardians, disappeared from Soleanna. Escaping from another assortment of hunter robots, steering them away from the populous in the city. The 'Flames of Disaster' as they had been so rightfully named, were loosened upon the world. Following all the wars that had transformed Station Square into a wasteland, to Soleanna being fortified, the last real sanctuary of human, mobian and half-breeds. The city was ultimately taken down, by a might more powerful than even Chaos.
We tried as hard as we could to help those people, but they all had found a newfound fear of us. For our true history had been brought to the attention of the populous and once again we were on the run, from a newer updated version hunter robots. These were primly provided by an old offshoot organization, which had once been part of G.U.N. the military group. Using their technology, along with their own advances they rebuilt G.U.N. with a different name and set out to eliminate all the Guardians, to gain what they saw as theirs.
By this time there were only two of us left. We were being exterminated and there was nothing any of us could do. For several more years, the two of us persevered together, pouring all our energy to just survive attacks from three sides. The humans who wanted the items, the hunter robots sent to kill us and the 'Flames of Disaster' themselves, which attacked at different moments anytime and anyplace.
Was it worth all our lives protecting the items from everyone? Could it have been done differently? Mayhap it did in another reality, but not in this one, this future that will someday be my end. Though funnily enough, it was the same item that sent my best friend through the barrier between worlds. Bringing joy and laughter to my life.
The Chaos Emeralds. That is what began it all and will one day end my life…
Can I go back? Change one of the other realities, so at least one of my doubles can live their life? Would I be able to take the place of a different version of me, and try to save the future? I do not know…
Cream. Amy. Knuckles. Shadow. Tails…Sonic. I miss you all. Even if it hurts…
I would do anything to see you again. To interact with you. To hug you. To argue with you. To see you…
I would sacrifice the world and everything I am, if it meant to could save the future of the world. Even if it meant, I would pay the price. I would do it.
For you are worth it. My life. My soul.
Everything…
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End Chapter 1