There are a chosen few destined to exile the darkness from the universe. They go by many titles, usually they are just thought of as stories to tell the children all they have something to believe in. However, no one understood how real the the legendary few were. It wasn't until she appeared, the woman who was just all around different. Her features were unreal, just as her strength and speed were. She was the first of the lucky seven, The Protectors of the ghosts, The legendary few... the ones who adorned the emblem of their Destiny. She was the first of the fateful seven, and she was determined to help in the conquering of the darkness... But... Before that could happen... These seven saviors had to learn to deal with each other first... Cue that exasperated sigh here...

Ashura wanted wanted nothing more than to hit rewind and go back to the way things were. She would give anything and everything to go back to before the Vault of Glass. Anything to have not have been revived in the first place. Her Ghost had brought her back and had drug her through many horrible things. She was broken from the start... an amputated leg replaced with an Exo leg. Her ghost continued to bring her back, eliciting a self destructive personality from her. Only to then turn and get mad when she found something that could make her accept this life. Sure, she had her two siblings by her side... But then she found something else... someone else...His name irritated her more than anything. Uldren Sov. And she knew from the moment she met him... He was going to make her life hell. Sadly for her, everything else was trying to do the same. Ranging from Seven overly strong and strange guardians, to the final deaths of people around her, to the Taken War, and the Red War, and the prophecies of Osiris, telling her she was the only one who could save the Awoken Prince...She had no idea how she would do it, but if she had found one thing to live for... it was him. She would do anything to save him.