Light. That's what I know it to be. The only thing I know to exist. It surrounds me, holds me, gives me form. Then all I know is a single gift, something that has eluded me forever. Life. Knowledge. Existence. Thoughts rush into my... head? I've never heard of a head. That's not the word... [i]Mind.[/i] Yes, my mind. Memories of others like me... I'm not even sure what I am, the picture evades me. I find a memory of something that makes me feel... weird. [i]Emotion.[/i] Yes. It makes me feel... happy. "Greetings, young Ghost," a sudden, calming voice echoes. "I am the Traveler. I created you as I have done many others like you. You were born of light, the essence that holds your being together." I find I am able to communicate back. "Are you my... are you my father?" I don't know where the words came from, I just know that they are there. The Traveler 'chuckles.' I say 'chuckles' because it is otherwise impossible to explain exactly what happened. "No, young one, I am not your father. I created you, yet you are not my son. You are much, much more special. You see, I am dying." Dying. The thought gives me another emotion. Sadness. I don't want the Traveler to go, even though I have only known him a few minutes. "It will not be long now, until I am gone. I created you, and others, to protect the light. You have each been assigned another to protect and guide in the ways of light," his voice booms. "Other Ghosts?" I ask. "No, not other Ghosts," he replies, "Other beings. Whether it be Exo, Awoken, or Human, they are all what we call a 'Guardian.' Now go. Find your Guardian. You are filled with much more power and knowledge than you think. Illuminate the path with your light." The light around me is gone, replaced by darkness. The presence of the Traveler has dissipated. I open my eye. Still darkness. Suddenly, light floods my vision. Colors bloom everywhere. I try moving, and I feel myself float forward a few inches. I look around and spot a large group of buildings. [i]City,[/i] I think. I spy the largest tower and slowly drift towards it. [i]Whoosh![/i] An object breezes past me in a flurry of motion, speeding by so fast that I have no idea what it was. I look again and see- another Ghost! He looks the same as me, circular body with a white shell petruding out the sides and a blue eye in the middle. It rushes off before I can say anything. [i]I wonder how many more of us there are?[/i] I 'shrug' off the thought and remember the Traveler's words. Slowly I turn. I am ready to hunt the Earth. I finally drift off in search of my Guardian; beginning my own legacy. [b]END OF CHAPER ONE[/b] This is a new series I have been working on and I hope you like it! I have been trying to find time to make this so no promises on when the next chapter comes. I am generally new to writing so advice is taken generously! Squirrel, OUT!