Monochrome.

Ch. 1

A/N~ Ha ha ha, is the title just a bad play on words, or a REALLY bad pun? I have no idea. XD

But anyways! As promised, a fist installment of the lovely prompter/filler's own 'Black Knights and Writhing Shadows' prompt created by the lovely pretzel_logic. Hope this lives up to your standards! Please enjoy!

NOTICE! This is very likely to remain Gen through and through (for once) so don't get too eager for slash!

Now edited!

Pairing: N/A

Genre: Humor, hurt/comfort, tragedy, adventure.

Rating: T (for swearing and violence)

Enjoy!

~S~

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A long time ago, far longer than any one person can remember, there lived a general.

This general was noble, brave, honorable, and kind. He was strong where others were weak, and courageous where others were fearful. He was a man who fought in a war against fear itself, a true knight amongst the people who loved and admired the man who swore to protect them.

The war of the Fearlings and Dream Pirates was a fierce battle that spanned galaxies, and the general was known throughout each and every one of them. The Knight of the Golden Army he was called – by the enemy he was known as the Golden General, the slayer of fear. He fought as viciously yet gracefully as a wild cat, and as time in the war passed, the mere mention of his name would send their enemies fleeing.

And yet, admired and beloved as he was, those who truly knew him knew he fought not just for the people he was to protect, or the planets he was assigned to guard. No, he fought for only one person, all of whom was always waiting for him to come home.

His daughter. A lovely girl of obsidian black hair and forest green eyes. She was who he fought for. It was her life, her future, her safety he fought for. It was every father's wish to make the world safe for their own child, even if he must move all heaven and hell for them. If presented with the opportunity to give them a brighter future, they would take it.

It was bittersweet though. The general rarely got to see his beloved daughter. But the few times they were reunited, not a single second was wasted in their time together. From playing, to horseback riding, shopping and sight-seeing, to stargazing and reading bedtime stories. These were the moments the Gold Knight fought for. These were the moments he would look forward to once the war was put to an end.

And end it did.

But there was a catch…

The darkness was contained and captured. Locked away in hundreds of prisons and cages, the Fearlings and every other dark force was trapped and imprisoned. But like every prison, it needed a guard, a warden.

The Gold Knight volunteered himself to guard the black prison, even though he knew he would likely spend the rest of his days as such.

But as long as his daughter was safe, and as long as he would continue to keep her safe, he would gladly throw his very soul away.

He never would have guessed his own words would come true…

A long time ago, far longer than any one person can remember, there lived a general…

This general was once a noble, brave, honorable, and kind man…

But that was a long, long time ago. And like any old story, a new one would take its place.

Today, legends dictate of a knight, clad in midnight black armor. He is said to wander the earth in a seemingly pointless journey atop a sable steed. But this is not so. This knight, the Black Knight, has a duty. His job was to seek and destroy any and all Fearlings and other dark entities, and defeat Pitch Black.

The Black Knight has wandered the mortal world of Earth for thousands of years, and yet, nothing is known about him by others. Not even the other spirits know more than what vague legend dictates.

Some say he isn't even a 'he', but merely just an animated suit of armor created during the Golden Age to combat the darkness. But no one is completely sure as to what the Knight's true intentions are – no one even know who made it, if it was made at all.

All they know is that, despite its enigmatic nature, it is good at its job of slaying Fearlings and other dark entities.

And due to this, the Man in the Moon decided now might be the time to call upon the Black Knight and his Guardians before it's too late…

To be continued…

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A/N~ Hm, kind of a monologue-y start, but that's how I like to start off stories like this. Hope you all like it!

Next time! The Guardians are warned of a threat by Pitch, and are told to seek the help of the mysterious Black Knight.

Look forward to it!