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...