The Guardian Origins

Earth, 2017,4,16

Miles's pages fluttered as a warm breeze blew in through the cabin window.A small but annoying mosquito also passed through the lush trees and in through the window into his fathers cabin, hidden deeply in the woods. The cabin itself was small but felt much more empty to Miles as he cracked open a bottle of water and took a swig. Being the age of 18, most of his friends would go out to party and get drunk, but Miles enjoyed reading and sleeping more than he felt the need to get wasted. Although his scores in school were above average he would not attempt to brag or look down upon anyone. Hell, he didn't even talk to anyone in school...not even the teachers. Although he maintained a slightly fit body, he never even came close to joining his high school football team, mostly because he didn't really care to run around in the hot sun chasing after a ball.

Miles was a perfect example of a "Loner", he didn't enjoy being in other people's business and neither did they. Although his impressive height of 6'2 and messy black hair made him stick out like a sore thumb in a crowd, he wasn't given much attention by anyone at school, and he like it that way. As Miles sat on his reading chair, immersed in a book, the mosquito that had been flying around the cabin landed quietly on his arm. Normally he would be able to hear this bu,t due to the loud music playing through his earphones, he read on, unaware of the annoyance that had settled on his arm. As the mosquito greedily sucked his blood Miles felt the tinge on his arm and angrily slapped at the mosquito.

"Oh for fucks sake!" Miles yelled as he wiped the dead mosquito off his palm and onto his pants. "What is it Miles?" asked his sister Elysa. "Just a fucking mosquito," he grunted as he tried to get back to his reading. "Whatcha' reading there?" Elysa asked as she flopped down on the couch across from him. Elysa was his sister, although many people wouldn't be able to see the family resemblance (Mainly due to the way Miles towered over her height of 5'2) she was still a sister to Miles. Elysa flipped her long black hair to the side as she tried to get a closer look at the book Miles was reading. "Just a book," Miles said as he put his earphones back into his ears.

"That's what you always say Miles," whined Elysa as she attempted to snatch the book from her brother's hands. Although she failed miserably as he stood up and held the book above his head. "No fair!" she pouted as he grinned and walked towards the fridge to get himself some thing to eat. Defeated, Elysa turned on the small ratty television set that her father had insisted to keep in the cabin for "Sentimental Purposes". As the two siblings were doing their own things a silent but deadly danger crept through one of the windows on the first floor.

The drifter had gone for a 2 days without sleep, and to top it all off he was lost in the forest after trying to lose some dogs that were set on him for escaping a prison. He had run away because of the constant rape and beatings that were given to him in the cells. He had tried to eat the berries but ended up very sick instead. He had robbed an old farmer's house and stole his gun, getting bitten by the dog in the process. As he was walking through the woods, he spotted a small cabin on a dirt road. "Jackpot," he had thought to himself as he silently crawled through one of the open windows. There was a wrapped pie on the wooden table which he proceeded to devour ravenously. As he finished eating, his eyes drifted towards a small chest on the top of a closet. "Well, I am already breaking and entering," he chuckled to himself as he dragged the chair to the closet, hoisting himself up.

As Elysa was watching the old television, she decided that she should play a small prank on her brother as he stooped down to fix a cabinet he broke. She silently crept towards her brother with the bottle of water he had left on the counter. "LOOK OUT A FLOOD!" she yelled as she poured the water down his shirt. "Agh!" Miles yelped as he turned around and pushed his sister. The sudden commotion upstairs made the drifter realize that he wasn't alone. As he hastily tried to remove himself from the chair he stumbled, causing a crash. The two siblings upstairs froze as the crash downstairs reached their ears. "What was that?" asked Miles as his sister immediately hid behind him. "You should probably go check," she whispered as she grabbed a frying pan from one of the cabinets.

"Ugh, fine" Miles said as he slowly headed down the stairs with this sister close behind him."Whoever you are, I'm calling the police!" Miles yelled. The drifter panicked as he pulled out a dirty M1911, that only held 5 bullets after his encounter with the dogs. He held it up with shaking hands at the bottom of the stairway. As Miles stepped down the stairway, the drifter panicked at the sudden movement and fired rapidly, hitting Miles in the chest multiple times.BANG BANG BANGG As Miles went down like a bag of bricks, gasping for air he could hear a shrill scream from the stairway. Thee drifter snapped out of his shock of just killing a person and ran upstairs. "I am not going back to jail," he thought to himself as he cornered the girl at the balcony. In blind panic of getting sentenced to death for murder, he pulled the trigger. BANG

The bullet passed through her chest and painted the wooden cabin walls. As she lay there gasping for air through her punctured lungs, the drifter felt his legs give away as the realization began to set in. He ran up to the fallen girl and checked if she was breathing. She was, but barely alive. As she looked up at him with pleading eyes, he closed his eyes and said "Sorry, but i can't go back" as he pulled the trigger for the last time. As the bullet passed through her skull and rendered her boy motionless, the drifter turned around to see the first person he shot crawling up the stairs. The drifter, now out of bullets and scared senseless jumped out of the second story balcony and stumbled into the forest.

Miles's mind was spinning as he saw his dead sister's blood pool into a puddle on the carpet. As he lost more and more blood, his sight began to go black as he embraced the warm darkness ahead of him.

Darkness

Warmth

Emptiness?

Miles awoke in the darkness, trying to look around himself. His attempts were met with failure as his physical body was no more. The only way he could explain this situation was as if his soul was in space. He could not speak, breathe, nor move his body no matter how hard he tried. As panic began to set in a bright light appeared in the void.

FLASH

As the bright light appeared, Miles heard a voice call out to him.

Hello my child.

Miles could not say anything as he had no mouth.

One second

As another bright light filled the void, Miles could feel a tingling sensation in his mind as a glowing body appeared around his consciousness.

There, that should allow you to speak.

Who are you, and where am I? Where is my sister?!

You are dead, this is purgatory, or rather known as "The Void"

As realization hit Miles, he began to grow even more confused, and angry.

What happened to the son of a bitch that shot me and my sister?!

He is dead as well, but unlike you he went straight to hell.

Why am I here?

You were lucky to die when you did, it appears that once you reached the void another soul from a different world merged with yours.

How the hell does that mean i am lucky in any way??!

You will be given another chance at life, but with another body, in a different place.

But what about my sister?

She too shall be given another chance, given the position that you hold now.

What position? I'm just a high school kid!

All will be revealed soon, for now close your eyes, your journey will begin soon.

Fuck no! Tell me where my sister is you fu-

As Miles passed through the void, the bright light laughed softly and dissipated into the void.

To be continued.