The Last Protector

The Last Protector

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We were a proud group of shapeshifters that would protect the next Timewrap who would get the watch, but one night we all were wiped out by MortGore...All except...Me. My parents would always tell me that soon my time will come...after that night I didn't want any part of it. Until the night MortGore and his men went after the Timewraps in hope to get the watch. Now It's my job to protect the last remaining Timewrap. *KittenGirl272 helps in the making of this story. Check out her profile because she also writes good, interesting stories/fanfiction.* *I do not own any of the artwork* Also this story I will be updating at my own pace. After all, this one is just for fun. :)
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The First

I was the first. I arrived in the Glade, and there was nothing and... no one. I remembered nothing about who I was, who my parents were, what happened. A few days I remembered my name, and that's it. That's all that ever came back. There were four walls surrounding me with only one exit. I wanted to go through, so I did, in hopes of finding my way out. What I found lurking on the other side was not an exit but something much worse. I found my way back, and I spent the next month fending for myself. Food, water, a temporary shelter. After a month, someone else arrived, and this person arrived with supplies. Every month a new person was sent up. Every arrival was the same as mine. They couldn't remember anything. I was the first one here, and that means that I call the shots, I make the rules, and I run the place.

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