The Guardian Marvel Novels & Stories

I shouted at her, hoping she could hear me while she was in the Moon Goddess realm. “A seventh Guardian Knight has been selected, he will be what completes the Guardian Knight bond,” she said in an eerie, ethereal voice. I was confused as I thought Ellie was supposed to make the last selection but in the same breath, I was worried because I didn’t want that light and energy to draw others to us before we were ready.

And then looked at the fire crackling in front of them. “When the civilizations where young, the Lord of the Heavens chose three gifted humans to protect the chamber of knowledge and history. He chose them not because of their lineage but because for their specific gifts. One could summon any creature, both magical and mythical, another could make the elements stopped as if he lorded it while another controls the elements. They’re called the guardians. Their purpose is to protect the secrets which lies inside the Chamber and only them could access it.” “Why so, mama?” she inquired as she inched closer to her mother.

his expression shifted and his smile smoothing, if felt a chill go down my back, he was scarier than Alex without any of his cocky smile. The expression change was so fast, It felt like it wasn’t him that was smiling two seconds ago “Guardians are a lot of things to different people. to some youre a power source, to others a protector and to few” the air thickened “You could be considered a god” his voice seemed to darken at the last bit. “You’re an unclaimed, untethered living battery. If those creatures get their hands on you…” He paused, his gaze serious. “They’ll drain every drop of energy you have…right up until you die.”

Marcus Vale, my old guardian, stepped through a dimensional portal wearing impossible armor made of crystallized memories. "Marcus?" I gasped. "But you are mortal. You cannot travel dimensions." "Was mortal," he corrected. "Until Luna's mother offered me a choice. Stay mortal and safe, or transform into something that could help when you needed it most." He gestured to the portal behind him. "I brought friends." Through the opening came an army that defied description. Not just warriors, but concepts given form. Justice, Mercy, Courage, Hope—abstract forces that had chosen to manifest as defenders.

I responded. The person in front of me quickly looked at me. “The Guardian is a she,” they stated. I paused for a moment, “That is not possible. The last known Guardian is a male,” I stated, wondering if I had really fucked up entrusting this individual with getting more information for me.

He paused for a while, then continued to speak. "I work for an organization called the GOH,Guardians of the Hex. We fight all sort of bad, human and non human. We use advanced technology and combat to fight our enemies" he emphasized. Confusion struck me.I didn't know how to react. I felt proud of my father, I also felt angry at him for abandoning his family to save the world. As I lifted my gaze, I saw my father looking back at me, I smiled, hoping he could not see the anger within me as I was embarrassed to show my true feelings to people I hadn’t known that long.

He held an expressionless gaze, not taking his eyes off the Gargoyle statue. Marcus smiled a little. "We are the Guardians. The last order of the Five. That makes us the Protectors. The Gargoyle represents our Clan and our ancient magic. He's literally the protector of this place, this waterfall only opened up because it doesn't perceive any of you has threats or danger, otherwise it wouldn't have opened up" I listened to him. "It's looks fucking alive" Alle said. "That because it is" Marcus added. "It has magic rushing through it. Only we can communicate with it. Let's say it's like a special piece of the Dermini Clan"

There is a dangerous smirk on his face that only Bronx could manifest, inviting and deadly at the same time. He's intimidating, even as a photograph on paper. He is the modern day personification of the guardians' grandfather, Perses, Titan God of War. Unlike the other guardians, whose human spirits were simply a gift from the Goddess Hecate to our mother, she blessed Bronx's spirit to be strong enough to protect the Mavri Magea.

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,

I question him with my eyebrows narrowed a bit. "She said something about having to stop a huge war, although she said there might be lots of destruction and it would come from a girl with no background. She said it as a parting gift and told me to be on my toes always, she told me to guide you well but I felt she was making up lies and all I never did take her seriously but seeing how this dark trailing thing worked I have every reason to believe her now" marvel explains to me, his words sounded like gibberish as I made no sense of what he said but I know deep within me that he had screwed up big time.