[b]xerox decides to check on him, making sure that he was ready[/b] "Hey, are you there?"

There was static. Then text popped up on the screen. It was from his Ghost and it said. [i]My Guardian is in grave danger! He is being consumed by the darkness and is losing control of himself! COME QUICKLY!![/i]

[b]xerox makes a beeline to his ship and connects to it, she runs aboard his ship, hoping to save him[/b]

He was spasming on the ground and various elemental energies were being released. But his mind was being ripped apart and devoured by the Ahamkara as it's first victim. However he was resisting with everything he had. Different wards or meditative routines or even old memories, anything to prolong his life.

[b]xerox runs to him and focuses on his light, trying to stop the creature from turning him[/b]

The Hive and the Dark Guardian left Shovaroth to his own devices. It felt good to be back. For centuries he had laid in the ground, waiting for the last parts of him to wither away. For that entire time he thought about the past, when his kind roamed the earth. And then those, [i]Guardians[/i] came and brought the entire Ahamkara race to extinction, and for what? The results of [i]their[/i] lust for power and knowledge! Damn them, damn them all! They were the blight to the universe, not him! He would kill them all for what they did! But the Dark Guardian, Grixis. That one was different. When he was miraculously warded off from his mind, he managed to catch a glimpse of his memories. He fought for the Light just like the rest. But when he sought help to be rid of the Darkness that seeped into his being, they rejected him. Some with extreme prejudice. That's when he knew that everything he believed in was a lie. He saw the truth now. The Light was the real evil. It was humorous how much their motives were one in the same. They both wanted revenge. And revenge they would have. Then he felt it. The Light of a Guardian. This was an opportunity he was not going to pass up. He immediately drove his consciousness into it's mind, breaking down any and all defenses that it tried to defend itself with. He echoed everything he thought into the Light's mind. Every word would break it, every word was venom. '[i]Submit, oh prey of mine! You, and all of your kind are one light in a universe of shadow! You drove my kind into the void of extinction! Now you shall all pay the ultimate price of the Ahamkara!'[/i]

The warlock suddenly for some unexplainable reason began remembering his Fireteam. He didn't know how they would think if he died too. If he did die would he be able to be with them. Images of them flashed in his mind and he looked into a bright light and find himself standing in the tower. He heard a voice and turned around to see his Fireteam. They all were smiling at him and there was a light behind them. "Is this real?" "Not yet. But if you don't fight it will." It was Allison. Just seeing her broke my heart again. "You need to find your fire and fight!" Blake. He was his mentor and motivator and all around bro. Tears pricked at his eyes and he shook his head. "But what if I want to be with you guys." John laughed. "You're not supposed to die now. Inside Traveller info." They all turned and walked into the light and vanished. He had to find his fire. With a sorrow filled scream he drove off the whispers. It was it's turn to be ripped and torn.

He could feel the Light in this thing increase tremendously because of the memories of his friends. Good. It would make killing it all the more sweeter. '[i]Do you think you can best me? You, are only one being out of many, who follow a lost hope, given to you by a long dead god! Your friends are dead, and you, will soon join them!'[/i] But instead of getting weaker, it only grew in strength. Then all of sudden the power hit him dead on, nearly driving him out of it's mind. That made his rage grow more intense. He was going to enjoy tearing it's mind asunder. [i]'Come then, oh prey of mine, give me a challenge!'[/i] He increased the attack on it's mind tenfold.

The attacks became more violent and angry. He focused and ignored the pain. Again he found himself on the Tower but this time darkness and fire was eating away at everything including him. "I did not become a Guardian just to watch my friends die again!" With a shout he released the darkness and fire from him. It began to draw together to form something. It rose and took form. The warlock took a step back as the creature finally was recognizable. Ahamkara.

Shovaroth saw the Ahamkara in the Guardians consciousness. He had to admit, it was stronger than it seemed. He couldn't help but laugh. He made sure that the Guardian could hear him. '[i]You are indeed strong, oh prey of mine. This, manifestation of my kind, is testament to that.'[/i] Then his anger boiled over again. '[i]But you weren't there when I was raised from the soil. You don't know what your dealing with.[/i] He drove further into his consciousness. Shadows began to form in front of the false Ahamkara, until they took the form of him. His titanic form towered over the Ahamkara and the Guardian. He gave them both a sadistic smile. "[i]Oh prey of mine. There are far worse things than death."[/i]

With a sudden calm he simply shrugged and said. "You're right. There are worse things." He started taking slow steps with every statement. "And you know what I've seen them. What could be worse than knowing that you were only revived to fight and die over and over. What could be worse than knowing you're expendable. What could be worse than having friends who would gladly die for you. What could be worse than having each one of them die forever to save your life. What could be worse than being rejected by even my own kind. What could be worse than to live everyday with the knowledge that you killed your friends." Now he was directly in front of it. His whole being was trembling and glowing faintly, the stone beneath his feet cracked.

Completely ignoring the false Ahamkara, Shovaroth lowered his head and turned it to where his right eye was in front of the Guardian. "[i]I vowed to drive your kind to extinction, to avenge those I lost because of your lust for power. But now? I realize death is too good for[/i] you." His voice seethed with hate, and a hint of sorrow. The thoughts of his kind dying one by one by the Guardians were teeming at the back of his mind. "[i]I will let you live, and you can watch just as I did as your people die one by one. Then you will know what it feels like to be truly alone."[/i] He lifted his head away from the Guardian, but he still kept his hate filled glare on it. "[i]I can't bring my kind back. You caused me to be alone for centuries to suffer that. And now I have been given a chance for vengeance. Just know,[/i] Guardian. [i]The coming storm that I bring; it is all because of you."[/i] His form dissipated and he returned his consciousness back into his mind, leaving the Guardian to it's own. He opened his eyes and looked out into the void of space. "You will be avenged. The Light will pay for what they did. They will [i]all[/i] pay."