Guardians (part one)

Guardians (part one) by Kit Myers

Angels are a myth, but, like most myths, they have a basis in fact. What most people think of as angels are actually a type of elf that died out a long time ago. Elves are beings who live in secret, away from human eyes, they live in the dark places of the world, where people are still scared to go. Wood Elves live in the dense natural forests and jungles and used their skill and magic to avoid explorers, Dark Elves live in caves, deep in the mountains. The Plain Elves, also known as Nymphs, interbred with humans and no-longer exist and the High Elves were a very powerful race of winged Elves that lived up in the mountains. It was these elves that humans mistook for angels, they were the elite, the most powerful, and their Queen, Gradia Sarna, was the most beautiful and powerful of all the Elven races. For every good in the world, however, there is an evil, this evil is known to humans as the Demons, their sole aim is to wipe out all life, for it is abhorrent to them, the chords of our life drives them insane. They almost succeeded once, but after a vicious war with the Elves, were banished to another dimension. In order to perform this massively powerful spell Gradia Sarna, Queen of the High Elves, gave her life. Before she died she gave a sacred duty to the decimated High Elves, to carry on the blood-line of the High Elves, to protect the life of the world, and to guard against the return of the Demons, for she knew that the spell would not hold the Demons forever.

To honour this duty the remnants of the High Elves, inter-mingled with the other elf races, and some took human partners. To honour the other duties, they set up “The Guardians”, this group was a group of elite individuals who showed High Elven characteristics and had distinguished themselves in some manner.

I was recruited to be a Guardian when I was nineteen, the first Guardian of human ancestry for centuries, and, true to my luck, I was born just as the Queen’s spell started to degrade, releasing the Demons in a steady stream. I thought I was finished with lessons when I finished school, but, apparently knowing the history of the elves is part of the Duty, theres even a whole new language to learn, I was crap at French in school. My Guardian name is Darkwolf, a name given to me when i was recruited, I was born Christopher Goodman, Kit to my friends, Goody if they wanted to annoy me, and Chris to my family. This is my story.