We were all chosen.
The snowy fields of the abandoned Cosmodrome in Old Russia howled with the wind. Old, rusted cars were spread out all over the place, along with piles of trash and corroded metal. No sign of any living thing for miles.
We don't know why us particularly.
A small object flew over the abandoned area. It had a strange shape and a single optic light lit its path. A Ghost.
When we awake we have no memory of who we were, so it's not like we could guess.
The Ghost flew around, scanning the Cosmodrome. It checked every car, every alcove. It was looking for something. Or someone.
All we know is that we have a duty. To protect what remains of our people, of mankind. We are gifted with the power of the Light to fight against the Darkness.
Finally, the Ghost found its objective. It was a human woman, half buried beneath rusted metal and rubble. Her body was cold and unmoving. She was dead.
We are Guardians. And that is all we need to know. We were chosen, and we will answer the call.
The Ghost's shell opened, revealing a pool of light within. The light expanded in a flash before the Ghost reassembled its shell.
Time to rise up.
The previously dead woman gasped, eyes regaining color as air filled her lungs again. She was alive.
"Wake up, Guardian."
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Destiny: a New Light
FanfictionFor a long time, humanity thought it was alone. Then the Traveler arrived. In its light, mankind expanded its horizons, reaching throughout the Solar System and advancing in several milestones. But this prosperity would not last. The Traveler's anci...
