CALL OF THE STRONGEST GUARDIAN pt1

The blue Guardian, or as some people would like to call it…the second guardian. Foma's stare at my face betrayed the way she felt instantly. Picture an awestrucked child starring at her father after he did something quite common but not common to her…those were the same eyes she gave me.

"The blue knight?" Her sister asked with a wrinkle on her forehead.

"The blue knight," Foma said with admiration. She walked closer to me and she bowed her head. "My lord, I am forever in your care."

"Whoa there," I said, backing up as she bowed.

"What the hell are you doing Foma?" Lemon asked with a judgy tone as she watched her bow.

"What does it look like?" She asked in reply. "I'm paying my respects to my Guardian."

"Well you have a perculiar way of doing it," Lemon replied.

"I still don't believe that he, is actually one of the Gaurdians," Fegor said, folding her arms and staring at me like the lady of skeptism.

"Well you would know," I replied walking towards one of the dead bodies and squatting, taking a closer look. "But you don't have the Author's Sight, do you?"

"Yet," Foma corrected. "We don't have it yet."

"I see," I replied, standing up and looking around. "Well until then, I guess you'll have to take my partner's word for it, I am the second guardian…and you don't have to bow to me. I think it's time we start burying these people."

Fegor nodded. "Yes, a special burial to ensure their spirits rest in peace."

"Nope," her sister objected. "Not a special burial, just a burial…they don't have any living spirit roaming around to attack you if you don't give them a special burial."

"Stop it Foma," her sister reprimanded with a whisper. "You might be heard."

"Heard by whom?!" Foma asked, raising her voice and looking around.

As much as I loved watching them bicker endlessly about their contrast in their belief, time was running out. Laos would be back any time soon and probably take us away to a place nobody would have any idea of, so we had to act fast.

"Gather up the bodies," I said. "we'll leave their funeral to the people who knew them best, their fellow villagers."

The twins somehow came to a consensus after hearing that, and the village chose a more traditional way to bury their dead. It was traditional, yet it gave an aura of technological advancement in the village. At the graveyard, they were placed in coffins that were made of distinctively carved out stone, moss and particular plants that creeped, covering the coffin as though it held the coffin up, when although, nothing but an anti-gravity device held the coffins in midair.

In the middle of the coffin were different ruby stones that glowed in the dark. And because of the particular type of coffin make up, there was no need to dig the earth to bury the bodies. They just slipped the body in the coffin, close it up and the moss and creeping plants start doing their work instantly, and the stone absorbed the smell the process gave off.

There were over a hundred bodies to be buried that day. Friends and extended families cried for their loved ones as they watched them be put inside the coffin. I could not help but feel sorry for them, and feel angry at myself. If I was not present, none of this would have happened. Those dumbass minions of Eldenstar. How did they find me in the first place? What the hell does the moon have eyes even mean?

"Um, Ezra," Lemon voice called. Her fingers snapping in front of me. "Earth to Ezra!"

"Hmm?" I replied, returning from my abstract thoughts. "Sorry, you were saying?"

She was telling me about the moments she spent in the training arena. She almost died, according to her, and I wasn't there to protect her. She could have died if it wasn't for the twins, but from her tone and facial expression, it seemed she did not care about that part of the story. But I did.

"You shouldn't do that again," I said, looking at her. "I can't afford to loose you."

We sat in the lobby of the hotel. It was an hour after the funeral, we were on a small couple's hammock, rocking slowly to the beat of the blowing wind. She looked at me, with a smile.

"Nothing's gonna happen to me," she said softly. "Okay?"

"I'd literally burn the world down if anything did happen," I replied, drawing closer to her.

We slowly drew our heads closer. This was something I only saw in the movies. The protagonist shifts in, closer to his love interest, their heads joins in unison by the bond of a kiss and they go wild, ending nude on a bed after the scene gets cut short. This was it, we were about to have our first kiss, we had not even had a proper date. Nonetheless, we were already too deep in to back down now. Our lips were so close, almost about to touch…then we got interrupted, just like in the movies.

A bright light flashed before our eyes much to the surprise of everyone in the lobby, and two individuals appeared as if it was a transfiguration. They were having a conversation with each other, more like a debate. Lemon pulled aways first, and I smirked, pulling back, our eyes falling on our unusual visitors. My finger gun was already up and Lemon's blaster was already pointed at them, I don't remember where she pulled it out from.

When the bright light dispersed and they stopped arguing with one another, they turned and looked at us. Their eyes focus technically on me. One was a Vykary…an alien seven feet tall, with the body of a greek god. His biceps were large, his chin chiseled and his skin yellow with tattoos of black stars all over his body (these tattoos were birthmarks the Vykarys were born with, not artificially drawn out tattoo). His hair was glowing black and in a huge compliment with his fairytale fantasy warrior attire, he had a really cool cape. He grinned when he saw me.

The other was a female Kion, in an oxblood suit that resembled the outfit of a vampire, and over the suit was a black and red coat, hanging from her shoulder down without her hands in the sleeves. Her hair glowed white and the black straight line mark on her face brought out her ruby coloured eyes. She levitated in the air, her legs crossed like a monk, and her hands folded as she stared at me with a smirk.

"We heard the call of the strongest Gaurdian," she said to me. "A challenge has been made!"

"And I am here to reclaim my title as the strongest Gaurdian!" The Vykary exclaimed excitedly.