This is my first attempt at a fanfiction, so I'll appreciate any advice. I'll also use Dragon user X's idea to have the characters answer questions, since this will be handy for subjects that aren't in the storyline. So it begins.
To understand who the Guardians are, you must go back to the beginning of The Guardians of the Ancients, which is a secret organization founded billions of years ago by Vag. The Guardians of the Ancients was created to preserve pieces of history, those pieces are artifacts and records. Yet there are those who oppose the Guardians, they are The Tar’sorith. The Tar’sorith wish to use powerful relics from the past for their evil purposes. You will learn more about them later in the story. For now we will focus on Shadow, a being who was cursed with the power to control something evil, but uses it for good. Little did he know that his actions would change the futures of those around him. So begins our tale.
He ran. He had been running through this world of darkness for what seemed like hours. He was pursued by creatures the went unseen in the darkness. Out of nowhere, a giant mouth with razor sharp teeth smashed into the ground where he had just been. As he continued, he was met with a giant fist that launched him through the air. He skidded and came to a stop, and was able to leap aside just as another mouth snapped at him. He stood there, before him were three beasts, each two stories in height. “You can not escape the darkness.” The first beast growled. At this, he awoke. He was sitting on a hillside. His name was Shadow. Shadow glanced around, and shivered at the memory of the dream. He then got up and continued on his search.