Guardian Tales Fan Art Novels & Stories

It was beating fast—just as fast and just as wild as mine. “I still can’t believe this,” I whispered, still lost in awe and wonder, barely able to grasp the reality of what was happening. “It feels like a dream, something too beautiful and too painful to be real. I can’t believe that a guardian like you—someone meant to watch over from afar, someone bound by duty and rules—fell… all because of a forbidden love with a human like me.” My words made him tighten his arms around me, pulling me even closer as if he was afraid I might disappear if he let go even a little.

Only it has the size of a bear and a purple shaded skin. She was still catching her breath when the prince made his way to her. When Prince Fazan was approaching the gates, he couldn’t spot his father nor Princess Thalyn. He wondered what’s keeping them when he saw both of their seats empty. A feeling akin to disappointment and anger surged through him and he slowed down his pace. He was already thinking of ways to tame and punish the troublesome stone princess. He touched the fair mane of his mount, petting it to calm his raving emotions. Halting the march, he raised his right hand and the trumpets sounded along with the audience praise signaling the champion’s arrival.

I clear my throat quietly and bring myself to focus as she repeats herself once more. “Alpha Wade,” she says slowly, making sure I am paying attention this time. “I, Aliauna Fletcher, 115th Guardian of the Guardian sect, bind myself to you. It is my honor and my mission to protect you at all costs, My life is forfeit if it means that you may survive. My blade and my body are weapons for you to use as protection. I am your shield, your sword, and your confidant.” She takes the stone dagger off the pillow between us and she lifts it up to the sky.

I had gotten used to solving normal human problem’s,but never had I ever had to solve a paranormal problem,a guardian deals with odd cases. Mr Phenyo had made it clear before me and the other initiates signed a work contract to become guardians,he said that the position of a guardian or an agent was not simple,nor safe.He also emphasized that some of his former colleagues had to be admitted to a mental institution for mental health illness due to coming in contact with non human species. “You need to be prepared for anything. Don’t panic when you see odd looking creatures or any spiritual entities.You will be guardians”he stated.

I turned around and faced the person with a calm facade even if my insides were in chaos. "Ah, yes that is my child's. Thank you." I said and grabbed Dame's towel. I lowered my head as my heart quickened its pace. I knew it the moment I turned around to face him... he's a Guardian. He has a large golden badge on his left chest with symbols that says 'Guardian' aside from the dominating aura he was giving off. His calm and nonchalant demeanor contradicts the enormous strength I sensed from him. What a monster. His power made me feel alert and nervous. Mysticuria is really on a different level.

The shadow men wasted to time in piercing the body of the guardian with blades conjured out of the darkness, bringing him to his knees. The guardian turned his gaze up to the back of the shadow leader, to a place where Jason was suddenly standing, eyes wide in shock. The guardian smiled, coughing blood and thanking the gods that it was just a projection. Gripping a medallion, he whispered a short spell, feeling the gem appear in the hands of Jason and with that final act he smiled, Ikir he murmured, somehow clearly enough for Jason to hear,

“Or at least, it’s similar to one of his quotes.” She nodded. “Does all of Black Crimson’s art illustrate some fairy tale or another?” I sent her a curious glance. Motioning behind her, she explained. “Well, that one was obviously Rapunzel. And the one before was the Big Bad Wolf, right?” “Holy shit,” I cried, gaping at her before shaking my head and returning my attention to the road. “I think you’re right. I remember another one having some guy leaning over a sleeping woman and one had a mermaid on it, which must be—”

With that, they stand, turn and in the blink of an eye, they are gone. I turn to look at Liam and Rik. “Well, that was weird. Do you think they mean it?” Rik looks thoughtful. “They seemed to, but time will tell.” Over the next several months, more groups of supernaturals come to our borders, pledging their allegiance to Cara and I as the Guardians. We call Ailduin and Aolis back to chronicle these events and discuss the implications of what it means.

I knew it wasn’t over. “Be advised. The fugitive is still hostile and has murdered two of our men already. Also, he is teamed up with an ally. A young rogue girl. About 5’8, dark hair, light skin, blue eyes. They are highly dangerous, so you are permitted to shoot on sight. Over and out.” The voice on the other end of the radio announced.

The Dreamer's smile became radiant. For one beautiful moment, the fading ancient being looked brighter than ever. And as the memory began to dissolve, the Dreamer spoke words that echoed through every star. "You were never the End." The ancient guardian looked up. The Dreamer's eye softened. Filled with affection. Filled with certainty. Then it whispered: "You were always the Keeper." The title spread across the universe. The darkness surrounding the ancient guardian shattered into silver light. And a new constellation appeared among the stars. A constellation shaped like an open hand.