Guardians of the Elements: The Lightning Guardian

The Lightning in the Shadows

- The seals have been turned off - said a strange figure in an electrical limb - and the one of death is rapidly crumbling.

The Spark felt how the Darkness was seeping through the broken seal, trying to escape.

- It is necessary for someone to defeat that demon before Darkness escapes. An element is needed to cover the gap left by Death - Spark sent part of its energy to the missing seal -. Mer borna rax di luner al trost (5).

A yellow sword appeared in front of Spark.

- Sword - Spark said to the weapon that had just been born -, you carry the elemental power of Electricity. Go to the Lightverse, look for a Guardian who will wield you. Together you will fill the void left by Death. Now go, look for the Lightning Guardian, and defeat that demon that torments the creation of Light.

- As you say.

The sword disappeared into the Lightverse.

***

A cloudy sky and the sound thunders in the distance announced the arrival of a storm. On the roof of a building, a blond boy was contemplating the view of the city.

- Uh, what a storm is coming - said the boy, turning around and heading to the stairs - I better go home.

When he was about to reach the door, a lightning struck in front of him, leaving a small crater. The boy recoiled in shock.

- Oh! I almost got hit by that...- he looked puzzled at the object - lightning?

In the center of the crater, was a yellow sword stuck to the ground.

- Guardian... - said the voice of the sword.

- Wow! - The boy jumped back - A talking sword.

- You are my Guardian - the voice reiterated.

- What?

- My elemental Guardian... The Lightning Guardian - the voice explained - You have been chosen by me. You just wield me, and I will give you control over all electrical current.

- Okay... - agreed the boy, a little uneasy the sword shone, and as the glow faded, it could be seen that it now had three intertwined blades -. Wow... You changed.

- The swords, we adapt to the Guardian who wields us.

- Does that make me some kind of superhero?

- You can say so.

- Ok... And what should I do?

- We have to defeat the demon who calls himself the Fifth Horseman.

- Then what are we waiting for? - The boy almost fell when he made a gesture with the sword.

- Apparently first you must master the art of elemental control - the voice narrowed at the moment -, and a bit of sword fighting.

They spent two days training, until the sword decided he was ready. They couldn't afford to waste any more time, and the boy seemed to have a knack for learning. He was sitting on a ledge with his sword sheathed.

- Voice of the sword, do you have a name? - asked the boy.

- What, Guardian? - Asked the voice puzzled.

- You know, like King Arthur's sword was called Excalibur...

- No, Guardian, I don't have a name.

- Then, I could invent one for you - said the boy, and began to think - How about Finity?

- Finity will be, Guardian.

- And stop calling me "Guardian". My name is Raymond, Raymond Tesla.