Vanguard: Light Speed

Chapter 1

A New Light

The reason anyone can take a game such as Vanguard seriously is because their life isn't on the line, and thus they can play it purely for pleasure. Yet no one can deny the ability in humanity's nature to take something meant for the simplest of peaceful purposes and turn it into a weapon of war. The first to do exactly this on a horrific scale was who is still an enigmatic being known as Void. Twice this existence nearly turned all off life into its name, and twice it was defeated by heroes who stepped up to fight the darkness. First by the Yugi Muto of Vanguard Sendou Aichi and his friends, and then again by many equally brave students from Vanguard Academy. They thought peace for the game they love has finally been achieved, but little did they or anyone else know a new battle 40 years later was beginning requiring new heroes to rise up and meet the challenge.

"It is nearly complete my master." A young man said to a mysterious person hidden by shadows.

These two people were in some kind of large cybernetic room with a gaping expanse, and separated with the only other things in it a bridge spanning from the entrance to a mysterious device. The young man who spoke first had dark brown hair tightly combed in a military style, deep blue eyes, he's wearing a plane dark blue sports jersey, and is speaking in a noticeable light blue accent.

"Do you have an estimation Quinn? This prophet will not last much longer, and my full power must be restored whatever the cost." This mysterious person said as a silhouette of them clenching their hand can be seen.

"That is not my field of expertise. I was only asked to tell you this by the person directly overseeing the project's completion." Quinn explained.

"I see…. I'll have to ask him later then. We cannot afford a repeat of the disaster at the Vermillion Stadium 10 years ago." This mysterious person said.

"Were it not the invention of the V-Wheel Vanguard would have been turned into a dead card game, and your goal would have been hard-pressed to be achieved." Quinn pointed out.

"True, but don't forget I had my hand in that pot for that reason. Hmm…. It seems I have a customer, so I'll give you your next assignment later." The mysterious entity retorts.

Sometime later in a small time mechanic's garage people covered in grease were busy as they went about repairing damaged cars, motorcycles, and even the new sensation that were V-Wheels despite being a new kind of mechanical existence. Little did they know a man who worked at this garage and a strange young woman were reaching the end game of a card fight they were having.

"Hero of the Skies, Perseus attack!" the young woman yelled.

The young woman had short cut yet girly orange hair, bright blue eyes, and has a pink hair clip clipped to the right side of her face. She's wearing a white tube top with a red ribbon wrapped around her chest, dark blue pants, and matching shoes.

"Damage check….. and no trigger, so I lose." Said her greasy male opponent.

This aforementioned garage worker save for the scent of motor oil can be described in a nut shell as a Mexican/Italian mix version of Scooby Doo with a dark colored scarf and hat, but he always takes them off when working.

"Then you'll keep your end of the bet?" the young woman asked.

"Yeah as agreed I'll join the team your putting together, act as the chief mechanic, and let you move into the spare room in my apartment." The young man said.

"Now all that's left is to find more members. You would know more about the lesser known talented fighters in this city then I, so do you have any suggestions?" the young woman asked.

"Yeah…. I have someone in mind, but unlike me who is easy going he's a bit stubborn though I think if you rouse his inner-fighter enough he'll turn around." The garage worker said.

"Where do I need to go?" the young woman asked.

"A place I've been to a few times called Comic Odyssey. On a weekend he should be there in a few hours from now…. that is of course if he decided to go today." The young man answered quickly glancing at his watch.

In another time and yet another place, light shines into the bedroom of a young man. That light however was not the light of the sun, but rather the light of a fixture as it creeps through the slowly opening doorway of this young man's room.

"Big bro it's time to get up." Said the voice of a young girl.

To Be Continued

Next time on Vanguard: Light Speed "A World Born Anew"