Dark Guardian - A New Dawn

Had he known what would leap out from the darkness and claim his depraved soul on this particular night, President Richardson would have repented for his countless sins before going to bed. Unfortunately, death never forewarns its victims.

President Richardson was always a deep sleeper. Nothing ever seemed to wake the man. But tonight was different. Tonight, he would face his killer.

The president’s eyes widened with a gasp as he looked at the intruder towering above him. It was the figure who men like him feared: the infamous Guardian.

The masked vigilante’s dagger was at Richardson’s throat while his gloved hand roughly seized the president by his sweat drenched hair. Richardson could neither scream nor beg for mercy, helplessly staring into The Guardian’s merciless eyes.

The room was dark, but the president could make out his assailant’s red and black mask almost perfectly. The mask’s features were a repeat of what he witnessed countless times in his nightmares.

Bitter air blew in through the open window; the white sheets around the president were drenched in his sweat. The only sound that could be heard was the low whistle of the cold breeze. Covered in a grey cloak over his tactical suit, The Guardian could smell the terror dripping off of Richardson’s body. The intruder yanked Richardson closer by his hair while keeping the sharpened dagger right against his throat. Shrouded in darkness, the intruder sadistically smiled under his mask.

The captive president tried to say something, but all that came out was a muffled sentence. In a sadistic growl, The Guardian spoke. “You knew one night I would come for you.”

The president did not reply.

“If you’re waiting for your guards to show up, then you’ll be disappointed.” The edge of the blade moved closer to Richardson’s throat. “But you’ll be joining them soon enough!”

Richardson’s heart fell upon hearing those words. His mind frantically searched for a way out, but his heart knew there was no escape from this monster. Already knowing the inevitable, Richardson still let out a cry. “…please…”

The intruder cackled. “Matthew Richardson, I am the creation of your sins. And they have sent me to claim your soul.”

A quick scream.



Following the events of Dark Guardian, Ethan Daniels has fully embraced his alter ego of The Guardian. His mantle has become a symbol of hope for his nation. After two years of spearheading his mission against the corruption and injustice that has ruled over Crown City for so long, his mission is finally nearing its end. It is now the final weeks of the nation’s revolution against the corrupt regime. But every burden takes its toll. The more that Ethan wages his war on countless fronts, the more he begins to lose himself to it. However, everything is not as it seems. From the shadows, a darker game is afoot that threatens to destroy everything that Ethan has worked so hard to create.
Ammar Habib is a bestselling author who presently resides in his hometown of Lake Jackson, Texas. Writing has always been a passion of Ammar’s.

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