Darkness engulfed the world as the night took hold, creatures of all kinds returning to the safety of their homes to rest. No different for the Guardians, stationed on their ocean side fortress, the moon was full and sky cloudless, the heavenly stars shined brightly in the night while the soft caresses of the sea crashed her waves upon the cliff side, its gentle roar like a sweet melody to those sleeping within the castle. But just as quickly the night take hold of the world, it was soon driven away by the light, the celestial body of light and life began to peek over the horizon. With long, warm arms the sun stretched across the ocean before bathing their home in its wonderful light. In the high tower of the castle a young male slept, a silken sheet covering his half naked body, the suns light creeping up his form before bathing him in its light. His eyes stirred slightly beneath the lids before slowly opening greeting the new day with a soft sigh and yawn, slowly sitting up the male turned his head gazing out the window looking over the vast ocean as the light reflected of the surface making it seem as gems sparkled upon the liquid surface. His crimson hues narrowed slightly as the light reflected off his twin katanas perched upon their small alter on the wall, with a heavy sigh, lifting his hands slowly running his fingers through his messy black hair before tossing the sheet aside rising to his feet revealing his well toned muscular body to the world as the sun warmed his skin. Walking to his window looking out towards the cliffs edge he already saw Azon waiting. How he dreaded training, groaning softly in annoyance he turned walking to his wardrobe, opening its doors as he removed the pants he slept in, trading them for a pair of loose fitting black pants, then retrieving a silky fabric vest shirt that was kept opened, foregoing his gloves since they were simply training he returned to the weapon stand gazing upon the flawless gleaming steel before wrapping his digits around the hilt of one sword lifting it from its resting place slowly running his fingers down the face of the blade before sliding it into its prison, the rasping of the steel was almost like a cry as it returned to the darkness of its sheath. Repeating again with the second sword he held both in his left hand as he approached his window, peering down at the courtyard below he closed his eyes sighing once more before hopping up onto the ledge and with one step he fell from his window.
Free falling from his chambers, the wind whipping at his hair and clothes, his eyes snapped open at the last second and as his feet made contact with the cobblestone his knees bent, absorbing the impact as he landed with a dull thud. Clearing his throat he made his way to the main gate that led out to the spot where Azon waited, securing both swords to his left hip, his foot steps silent as he approached Azon's side. Greeted by a burst of fresh ocean air as a wave crashed upon the cliff side sending a fine mist of salt water into the sky. Smiling as he welcomed the embrace of the sea his crimson eyes gazed out over the vast horizon waiting silently for the others to join them.