My name is Kagura Lee.
I used to be the partner of Micheal Johnathan Evans.
Heavens know why he would get such a long name.
*chuckles*
When I first met him, he was such a cold prick.
But I don't blame him because he was the youngest Guardian to become a Level 3 at only 308 years old. Most of us have to reach 400 to 500 years old to get to where we are. So many of the Level 3 Guardians were disdainful of him.
Yet he shown them all of what he could do.
Even as an archer, he could still put up a good fight on close quarters. His excellent record of completing his missions with his temporary partners during training splendidly earned high praise from the Elders; those who hated him to the core, those who liked him and those who stayed neutral about him.
Unfortunately, the Elders have poor judgement to have him partnered up with me, a dance fighter with medical skills.
Well…
That was what everyone thought. They thought it was history's worst pairing but we proved them wrong.
In the end, we got the 'honour' to be selected to go for reconnaissance missions. The threat of Dark Shadow's war was coming. All of us desperately needed a leverage, anything to ensure our survival.
Those harrowing missions were alright… until that one mission.
The Elders said that the information we would get would us. Yet, these crafty people failed to include how dangerous it was. Mike opposed to it strongly because of how our friends came back petrified and some in worse state than before. Both of us knew it was too dangerous and suicidal to do it. Still, we had no power against them.
It was pretty obvious.
I died.
*sighs and looks away*
I was one of the rare few who accepted him as he is.
Without me and my friends, I'm sure he would stay as the moody loner who whispers to the Creator's statue from time to time.
I'm sure he didn't notice but sometimes he just stood right in front of her statue and stare at her face. Almost as if he was talking to her. At times, he would suddenly have a weird expression before stomping away.
*laughs*
Anyway, my death was my fault.
We were badly matched up against Dark Shadow's people, Damon Windsor and Countess. The only way to escape was for one of us to stall them.
*Kagura looks down at her hands with a sad smile.*
I'm sure he regretted leaving me behind in order to bring the information to the Elders.
I wish…
… I had the chance to tell him that I don't blame him. That there was no choice. That we were so unlucky that day…
If given another chance, I would do it again.
Just so he can live for another day. Because… unlike me, he was meant for something greater. I could always feel it. And the fact that I was his partner was something that I am always proud of.
No doubt Mike was an excellent partner. However, his actions worried me.
So, I stayed behind.
Not in the sense that I was in Guardian form but more of a spiritual sense. Like many of my friends who died in action. We were promised to be moved on to be reincarnated but with how things were going, most of us didn't want to leave.
So many things happened after our absence.
The ambush in the Library. The reappearance of the Creator. The weakening of the Library. The death of the Elders…
Many were afraid of what will become of… us. Whether the Library could still stand against Dark Shadow. Whether we could see the light at the end of the tunnel. Whether Dark Shadow would succeed
It was understandable.
There were only just Mike and his new partner, Omen.
Just like a tree, many of our Guardian branches were spread out. But they were slowly being taken down by Dark Shadow and his Army. We were divided, scattered and not unified at the heart.
A forest on the verge of extinction.
...
Fortunately, there was just 1 hope left.
I was immensely glad that Xerxes Break and Sharon Ricci were willing to lend a hand to them.
Xerxes, Sharon and I go way back in our younger days before they switched to work in the Dark Horse Organisation.
Mike hated Xerxes at first sight because of his horrible teasing. He was okay with Sharon but he didn't like her saint-like smile. He felt it held a lot of secrets.
Mike was... How do I say?
He was a complete ice block on the outside… but once you get to know the ice block, he is actually a vulnerable softie, a warm ball of fire.
I feel that he hides a lot of things. Even in front of me. It was like he held a lot of pain and regret within himself. And that burden increases the more I get to know him.
Where did all that come from?
Maybe from his past life.
I know it is near impossible to remember who we once were but it is not impossible. I long suspected that the Guardian contract was only a temporary measure, like a weak dam against a huge body of water.
Yet, I or anyone have never once questioned the existence of the Guardian contract or the disappearance of the Creator. Or how Dark Shadow came to be who he is today…
Maybe that was where the problem began.
But…
The only ones who could find out the truth now would be them.
Mike and Omen.
When Omen first entered the Library, I felt that there was something about her. How I feel about her… was similar to how Mike was like. An individual with a lot of fresh scars.
They were like magnets. Constantly repelling and attracting each other, as though they have an unbreakable string of fate between each other.
I knew it was inevitable that they became partners.
…
Was it some cruel joke set by those who governs us?
Why do they want them to suffer so badly?
*She sighs again. Tears appear at the rims of her amethyst eyes*
I worry for the both of them.
Because... That burden they both have... Can become the key to self-destruction.
*Kagura clasps her hands together. Looks straight at something.*
So, please, please protect these two vulnerable young ones.
Please… at least give them a proper ending.