Legend of the Guardians: Soren's Quest

By Commentaholic

A/N: Okay now, hear me out with this one. Normally I would stay out of movie fanfictions, due to their often misportrayal of the stories they are based on, but this one just wouldn't leave me alone! This one has definitely been a plot bunny in my mind for about 2-3 weeks now.

I've never read the book series, and any characters listed are in the movie. (Names obtained from very slight perusal of a wiki on the series.)

Now that that little tidbit is over... On with the plot bunny! er- Story!

Prologue: Waiting

"I've got to go, Gylfie," Soren said, stepping around the small elf owl.

"No, Soren! He tried to kill you!" Gylfie was in panic now. If Soren left, he would be out there all alone, Boron having already refused his request for reinforcements to help with the search.

"He's still my brother. I have to save him if I can."

"Save him from what?" Gylfie asked, obviously confused.

"From himself..." Soren replied, launching himself off of the lonely platform without saying anything else, catching a seaward breeze under his wings, and disappearing into the night, taking nothing with him but his helmet and battle claws.

A shadow crossed the moon, then nothing more.

"Wake up, young one. You'll be late for your lessons." said a gruff voice that Gylfie immediately recognized as Ezylryb, one of her teachers. She shivered in response to the cold morning air as she opened her eyes, looking at the aged screech owl.

"Sorry, I'll get started right away." Gylfie said, obviously a little distracted.

Ezylryb understood, of course. The young owlet had come out to watch the eastern sea every night since Soren had left three weeks earlier, drifting off to sleep only when her body forced it upon her.

Ezylryb watched the tiny owl flutter off to her morning lessons before turning to look at the Sea of Hoolemere.

"Oh Soren... If only you knew how much they miss you..." he murmured, watching the sun rise, the dawn's clouds alit with orange hues.

-One Year Later...-

A year passed with no news of the young owl. Life at the tree continued as it usually did, with young owlets being trained in the ways of the Guardians. Some of the new owlets were those brought in after the assault on the Pure Ones' stronghold.

The remaining members of the small band of heroes had gone their separate ways as well.

Gylfie had been sad to see them leave the tree, but it was inevitable, to be honest. It had been Soren's courage and determination that had brought the group together, and without him, they had lost their anchor to stay together. They had promised to visit occasionally, of course. They'd gone through too much together to not share some sort of bond.

But Gylfie remained, ever hopeful of her best friend's return. It was a common thing for the owls of the tree to see her tiny form silhouetted against the setting sun, gazing out to sea, awaiting Soren's arrival home.

"Soren."

A/N: Yes, VERY VERY short, but I kinda wanted to save important moments for legitimate chapters instead of dinky prologues. Next one should be longer. Review if you're interested, or not. I find that not many people review, or... at least, not as many reviews come in compared to the number of hits. Just thought I'd branch out into other categories, and this is just one that came to mind.