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Draft/Request: The Last Guardian

This was a request from my friend Riley. He asked if I could write something about Trico and the boy reuniting and living together, so here you go. I'm fine with taking requests and ideas, so if you have any I'm willing to take.

The slight breeze tickles the man's face. Spectral lights dance around his village. Their movements, a gentle flapping. The blue butterflies giving off the slightest nostalgic feeling. The once rare blue glow he'd see in the ruins echoed within his village.

Once a boy, and now a man. Tohoka took over the rule, protecting his people. They were once ravished by beasts, but now live together.

Tohoka remembers the chaos he lived through. But, he went through with another. A beast. He called the beast by its formal name, Trico. These creatures had before attacked, only taking children.

Their friendship born from containment and trust. The boy had woken in a mysterious place. The place recalled past events and stories. His adventure told of the beginning and end of a corrupt kingdom.

This vast kingdom once prospered. It too had peace with the creatures named Trico's. But, in the past they were called 'Guardians'. They were titled to this name in many ways. The Guardians helped build, keep, and protect their kingdom.

The people studied their powers. The powers of the Runes. Runes held secret power. The power of air, electricity, things beyond their belief. Those who truly followed Runes etched them into their skin. To better wield them, to better control them.

Decades went by. Their technology improved and the kingdom grew. But, so did their greed. The people forgot the peace and equality their ancestors held.

With the Runes, they trapped and enslaved the Guardians. They forced them to be chained and to have armor. Guardians were now only slaves and entertainers to them.

Many didn't agree with the twisted view, they were killed. The ruler could not have any fleeting ideals.

The ruler realized the lack of people soon to come, and the people who would come for him. So, he made a plan. The Guardians were to no longer be only controlled by fear, but him.

He forced his kingdoms image into their minds. Burned the ever seeing eye into their mind. With his actions, more and more went against him. He didn't need them, he had all the power he wanted.

Sending out the Guardians, he collected children. The ruler had their skin covered in Runes. To ensure their place and power. If any of them went out of place, he slaughtered them. He'd put their power and souls into armor. He made them slaves to him.

The man went insane, killing any who weren't under his power. Fearing those who would come to end him. But, even with no threat to come kill him. He still had death to worry about.

The ruler eventually died, but his mark didn't. The children souls still trapped and tortured in the decade old armor. Still with the command to attack all those who entered their ruler's kingdom.

Guardians still went after children in fear of the eyes. The king had placed them everywhere, though many shattered through the years. Enough stayed to make the Guardians fearful.

With each child brought, the 'knights' killed them. Making more twisted 'knights' to stay in the kingdom. Eventually, the Guardians stopped bringing children. They were dying, there was no longer food to sustain them.

The once happy and prosperous kingdom crumbled into devastation and death. Leaving neither Human or Guardians unscarred.

Tohoka shivers at the thought of facing the old king. He's disgusted with the man's blindness. He remembers fondly the time he had with Trico. The battles fought and the puzzles solved.

He had sworn he would protect his friend and that oath continued on. Him and Trico did part ways when it was his time to leave. It brought him great sadness to part ways, but he accepted it. He would not force Trico through pain.

Tohoka remembers the day he came back to his village. He was covered in Runes and had been exhausted. Trico had barely gotten him home, as he had been torn apart by other Trico's.

He told his story to everybody in his village. Near to everybody believed him. From that day forward, he swore to tell the truth about Trico.

He grew and as he did, he reminded everybody. He reminded them that kindness can be shared with anything. That protecting what you love is worth it.

When he had seen a group of boys huddled around an object, he became curious. He found what they were looking at, his old shield. A beacon of sorts, that was now caked in mud.

For the rest of the day he cleaned the shield. And while doing so he told his story to the boys.

One last time, he pointed the shield to the sky. He had the hope, the smallest bit, that Trico would burst through the clouds. It didn't happen, he did feel something. The feeling of reassurance went through him, that Trico was safe.

It was the best day of Tohoka's life when I large shadow swooped over the village. Most yelled and prepared to fight in an instant. Tohoka searched for what made the shadow. He saw a long tail and feathery wings in the sky.

Trico. His best friend had came back. Tears stung in his eyes, he came back. Trico landed in front of him. Happiness glimmered in the beast's eyes.