A Second Chance

Summary: They were given second chances, yet they didn't need them. Now they get a chance to protect those close to them. Yet…they will be divided…

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Aquarion. I would not be able to come up with something like this.

SPECIAL THANKS: I give a special thanks to the new…er…what was that new movie was…it had to do with robots…but it wasn't transformers…give me a sec. *goes to look on Google* TERMINATOR SALAVATION!!! That was the movie! Special thanks to that for the idea for my prologue.

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November 18th, 2009

"What are you gonna do Sydney?"

"There's not much I can do Steph. I'm gonna be executed for a crime I didn't do."

"…"

A pause. A shuffle of papers.

"What's this?"

"If you sign this…you'll be brought back to life in the future."

"That's science-fiction, Steph."

"No…it's a second chance."

"…"

"Please do this Sydney. Your innocent, you don't deserve this."

"…Gimme the pen."

A heartfelt sigh.

"Thank you, Sydney…thank you…"

The sound of a pen being put down.

The squeak of a chair.

The rustle of clothing.

"Before you go Steph…"

"What is it?"

"Bend forward."

Chocolate brown eyes stared into crystal blue ones as warm cheeks gently cupped cold ones.

"Wha-what are you doing?"

"Please don't be mad."

Warm lips pressed themselves against chilly ones.

Shocked crystal blue eyes stared into closed ones.

Slowly…warm lips detached themselves from cold ones.

"…So that's what death tastes like…"

Insulted, the owner of the blue eyes, stood up and marched towards the prison cell door's, taking the paper with her.

"Stephanie?"

Pained, blue eyes turned back to stare at serious brown ones.

"Tell my parents that I'm sorry…"

The owner of the blue eyes nodded, turning forward and walking down the hall.

~an hour later~

After being led to the execution room, being stuck with needles and tilted forward towards the tiny crowd. The owner of the chocolate brown eyes looked at her best friends. She gave them a shaky grin and, to the best of her ability, a thumbs up. Her friends eye's glittered with tears, and they all gave her a thumbs up back.

Satisfied, the owner of the brown eyes rested her head against the headboard and waited for the inevitable.