It has been 50 years since the last war had broke out. The major powers of the world fought and fought for a new material they had never seen before. It possessed special properties, it enhanced a humans mental abilities to the point where they could control the elements, move things with their thoughts, and much more. But everyone wanted it, to make an army of super warriors none could match. Their greed overwhelmed their minds, claiming this war was needed to be fought for the safety of their countries. Nukes had been used for the first time since WWII and soldiers killed all who stood in their way. The ware raged on for years, destroying and leveling whole towns.
But the nuking caused for unexpected results once they had hit a deposit of the material in the Earth's crust they thought so highly off. It exploded, sending shards in every direction and it turned to a gas as it swept over the globe from the intense heat of the explosion of the nuke. This gas filled the lungs of the humans that remained on the earth during the war. The animals seemed unaffected but the humans were highly effected by it. Some of them had died from inhaling the gas, others simply hid from it as it swept through the Earth and thus was not effected. Though some, some were lucky enough to put their fears off death away as they discovered that the gas awakened their minds. They noticed they had gained unique abilities never seen before and only talked about.
The greater governments of the world though sadly could not take advantage of such a situation. They were heavily weakened from the massive war and their leaders killed off by the gas, if not the nuclear blast. This left the worlds power open and free for the strongest to claim. There became utter chaos once all order was lost, some abusing their powers to get what they wanted and leaving normal humans in fear of these 'superior' humans. Though few had homes and food was no longer so easy to find. People struggled to survive, even the ones blessed enough to gain powers.
The Earth was put through unimaginable destruction. Whole cities crumbled and the Earth shattered as waves of destruction pulsed through it. The beauty that once surrounded the Earth seemed to almost vanish, some spots of the earth left as beautiful as ever but others a waste land. The Earth began to reclaim her land slowly though, plants sprouting through out what use to be urban areas that could no longer be maintained. Surviving animals roaming free but harder to catch in the new landscape filled with broken buildings, rubble, and other various new obstacles from fallen cities.
In the carnage and chaos, the control of the Earth released a new power rose up to try and take control. A group called the Wraith, lead by a mysterious leader began to try to take control. Their power terrible and tremendous, abusing the powers that were gained after the war and even stripping powers from their fellow human to increase theirs. For a time they ruled, they grew greatly in strength rapidly and took anything and everything they wanted. Food, land, weapons, and even other humans to extract their abilities.
But with every power that takes control by force comes people who are willing to stand up and strike back. A group of rebels joined together, coordinating strikes against Wraith hide outs and members. Sometimes ending in the bloodshed of innocent people, even those without abilities. This group of rebels was commonly known as the Wanderers, they have been known to constantly keep on the move to avoid detection but often having places were they temporarily stay for rest. The areas being well hidden from the grasp of the Wraith's and a safe place for their leader to stay hidden. Their leader is unknown to most, keeping hidden and directing others. Not yet willing to risk announcing their presence in fear of being killed by the Wraiths and the only true resistance being sent into a confused frenzy.
Some had lived in peace after the war though. Till they began to noticed yet another one starting between the groups. This caused an uproar in those that could live in peace. Someone had to stand up and stop this senseless fighting, it was clearly over the humans greed. A man rose up and began to gather together those who wished to stop this fighting and do whatever it took to stop the killing of the innocent and of the human race. The man called this group the Guardians.
The Guardians began to fight against this growing threat to the peace that was beginning to come. They tried to never kill and to encourage others to stop their fighting. They would use force if necessary but often tried to find a different path. Both friend and foe to all but sadly to few in numbers to fully stop the two forces from fighting.
These powers they have gained far more destructive then any weapon but still in the weak humans body meant that weapons still were quite effective against even the Awakened. This gave the normal humans hope as to being able to protect themselves from this seemingly endless violence that surrounded them.
But the nuking caused for unexpected results once they had hit a deposit of the material in the Earth's crust they thought so highly off. It exploded, sending shards in every direction and it turned to a gas as it swept over the globe from the intense heat of the explosion of the nuke. This gas filled the lungs of the humans that remained on the earth during the war. The animals seemed unaffected but the humans were highly effected by it. Some of them had died from inhaling the gas, others simply hid from it as it swept through the Earth and thus was not effected. Though some, some were lucky enough to put their fears off death away as they discovered that the gas awakened their minds. They noticed they had gained unique abilities never seen before and only talked about.
The greater governments of the world though sadly could not take advantage of such a situation. They were heavily weakened from the massive war and their leaders killed off by the gas, if not the nuclear blast. This left the worlds power open and free for the strongest to claim. There became utter chaos once all order was lost, some abusing their powers to get what they wanted and leaving normal humans in fear of these 'superior' humans. Though few had homes and food was no longer so easy to find. People struggled to survive, even the ones blessed enough to gain powers.
The Earth was put through unimaginable destruction. Whole cities crumbled and the Earth shattered as waves of destruction pulsed through it. The beauty that once surrounded the Earth seemed to almost vanish, some spots of the earth left as beautiful as ever but others a waste land. The Earth began to reclaim her land slowly though, plants sprouting through out what use to be urban areas that could no longer be maintained. Surviving animals roaming free but harder to catch in the new landscape filled with broken buildings, rubble, and other various new obstacles from fallen cities.
In the carnage and chaos, the control of the Earth released a new power rose up to try and take control. A group called the Wraith, lead by a mysterious leader began to try to take control. Their power terrible and tremendous, abusing the powers that were gained after the war and even stripping powers from their fellow human to increase theirs. For a time they ruled, they grew greatly in strength rapidly and took anything and everything they wanted. Food, land, weapons, and even other humans to extract their abilities.
But with every power that takes control by force comes people who are willing to stand up and strike back. A group of rebels joined together, coordinating strikes against Wraith hide outs and members. Sometimes ending in the bloodshed of innocent people, even those without abilities. This group of rebels was commonly known as the Wanderers, they have been known to constantly keep on the move to avoid detection but often having places were they temporarily stay for rest. The areas being well hidden from the grasp of the Wraith's and a safe place for their leader to stay hidden. Their leader is unknown to most, keeping hidden and directing others. Not yet willing to risk announcing their presence in fear of being killed by the Wraiths and the only true resistance being sent into a confused frenzy.
Some had lived in peace after the war though. Till they began to noticed yet another one starting between the groups. This caused an uproar in those that could live in peace. Someone had to stand up and stop this senseless fighting, it was clearly over the humans greed. A man rose up and began to gather together those who wished to stop this fighting and do whatever it took to stop the killing of the innocent and of the human race. The man called this group the Guardians.
The Guardians began to fight against this growing threat to the peace that was beginning to come. They tried to never kill and to encourage others to stop their fighting. They would use force if necessary but often tried to find a different path. Both friend and foe to all but sadly to few in numbers to fully stop the two forces from fighting.
These powers they have gained far more destructive then any weapon but still in the weak humans body meant that weapons still were quite effective against even the Awakened. This gave the normal humans hope as to being able to protect themselves from this seemingly endless violence that surrounded them.