Guardian Saints: Prologue

[MaxMike01]

Chapter 1: The Beginning

Someone's POV

There I was...

On the ground, my whole body covered in ripped clothing, cuts, bruises and blood. The only thing I saw was complete darkness in my eyes. I can feel the drops of rain hit my whole body as I was lying there. My eyes were opened a little, but I was able to see who was looking at me from behind me. There, face to face, was me and my brother, but I couldn't see his eyes because we wore those goggles with those dark purple shades. We was looking at me, with no emotion on his face. It was like all his emotions were taken away. Then another person came next to my brother with a Chokuto sword in his hand and held it out to Kovamo.

"Finish him," I heard the figure's voice said coldly.

Kovamo held his hand out and grabbed the handle of the Chokuto. He held his to his side, then looked at me again. I was afraid of what was going to happen next to me since my brother was one of them, a Saint of darkness. He stared at me, then held the sword with both of his hands above me, and it was pointing at my chest where my heart was. I was in shock, but I was too weak to move, to yell, to do anything so I just stared at my brother to see what he was going to happen, and I swore while I was looking, tears came out of his eyes.

That's when I heard something from him in a cold tone.

"I'm sorry."

With that, he bring his sword down, and I closed my eyes as tight as I can, waiting for Kovamo to end this war right now.

To end me.

End of POV
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(Now that's over, let's go back to the beginning of all this)

Ikudo's eyes open as he rose himself up on the bed, breathing heavy. He looked around while he was breathing. The teen was white skinned, a little muscly, but no signs of fat on him, black short spiky hair and dark blue was still in his bedroom wearing boxers and a T-shirt, and when he looked over at his desk, on his chair near it was clean clothes that were folded on there.

Blue jeans shorts at the bottom, a white T-shirt next, a black hooded jacket, socks and on the top of all of it, his black sneakers that looked perfectly clean. He was wondering about that while he started to breathe a little lighter, then he turned his head towards the wall next to his window to see the calendar.

On it, there was X's on all of the days that passed, until the 13 year Old’s eyes went towards the 18 which wasn't crossed in a X. The teen sighed then he got up and out of his bed, walking towards his desk. He grabbed a pen, then walked back to his bed.

He got up onto his bed, and made an X across the 18 with a smile on his face, then a quiet cool, voice came out of his mouth. It wasn't deep, but it hasn't high. What he said was the start of a new adventure to him.

"The first day of summer vacation."
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Sorry the chapter is short. I have many other things to do. Now rests, relax, and Review, please!