The Darkness Within

Deep underneath the surface of the Moon, a huge black Pyramid lay. But it was far more than just any Pyramid. This, was the eternal nemesis of the Traveller, the scourge of this universe - the powerful entity, known as Darkness.

Two 25 year old boys stood side by side, facing this monstrous yet beautiful 'thing'.

"Come," the Darkness beckoned.

The two boys looked at one another, confused, and both took a single step forward. But the moment they did, they felt a disgusting feeling. An utterly repulsive coldness, as if someone - or something - was invading their Light. Without their Ghosts, they were completely helpless. If they died here...that was it. No more second chances. This was their one and only life left. If they lost it...it was all over.

Knowing this, they two boys immediately stepped backwards. They were cautious, experienced Guardians - the same ones who fought and fell in the Red War. The last thing they remembered was going on a mission to invade Dominus Ghaul's ship, but it had went horribly wrong. Originally the ones with the element of surprise, their plan was somehow leaked, and they ended up being ambushed by the Cabal instead. Gravely injured and worn down, the two Guardians - brothers - had fled, and have been missing ever since.

But what they didn't know, was that their efforts in fact distracted the Cabal army enough that another Guardian was able to slip in Ghaul's ship while his army was busy dealing with these two, and defeat the Cabal's new leader once and for all. These two Guardians were truly heroes...but no one knew, not even themselves.

"What...are you?" one of the boys asked the enormous black pyramid before them. His voice was quiet and weak, but within the dead silent chamber they were in, his words echoed on the walls around him.

"I...am the Traveller," the Darkness lied.

But the two young Guardians were not fools.

"The Traveller...?" the other boy murmured to himself, narrowing his gaze. "How is that possible...the Traveller does not look like you."

"Let rephrase...I am YOUR Traveller."

"What...do you mean?" the two young Guardians asked in unison.

"The Traveller you once worshiped has abandoned you. The world you once protected has forgotten you. But I...have not."

The two Guardians fell silent, unsure how to respond. Whether what this *thing* said was true or false, whether it was right or wrong, the two lone boys had no way of knowing.

But they knew one thing. Whatever this 'thing' was, its words were tempting.

"I will become your new Traveller, Guardians," the Darkness continued. "I will become your salvation. The Light believes you thankless...nothing more but a pawn to do its bidding, over and over again. But I am different. Everything you do for me will be rewarded - with strength. Power far beyond what the meager Traveller can provide."

The two boys - the two brothers - looked at one another, and nodded. Then, turning back to the Darkness, they stepped forward. And another. And once more.

And just like that, the two Guardians were reborn - but not in Light.

They were now forged...in Darkness.