Carrots and chocolate chip cookies. What a lovely last meal. But of course that wasn't what Sayuri and Yuuko were thinking as they giggled and watched T.V.. They didn't know that planes were coming full of bombs to destroy their little town of Tomomi and the rest of Japan for that matter. They were quite normal. The type of people that would just blend into the crowd. Sayuri was the daughter of a accountant and looked just like her mother with black hair and plain green eyes. Yuuko's father was currently gone on a ''business trip'' as her mom called it. She had brown hair and eyes and braces that always shined when she smiled. They were about 13. They never made it past that. Now if you were wondering they were best friends. Sure Sayuri knew many other kids but she never connected with them like she did with Yuuko. Yuuko on the other hand would always be in the back corner, praying not to be noticed. Complete opposites I guess. When the bombs came they were at Yuuko's house hiding in a closet from Yuuko's little sister. They were in a small closet squished together covering their mouths to prevent the laughter from escaping. It was a dark closet. A good place to die with out realizing it. They were whispering when the bombs dropped. Incomplete sentences they could barely hear and as Yuuko's little sister was about to open the closet door, fire erupted, ruble came and small streams of blood were present. They died just so you know. But their lives didn't stop there because they were chosen. Chosen for what you ask? Chosen to be Guardians.