A/N: Yo, I'm back! I'll probably change the end of that last chapter later, whenever I can better write it. As for now, let's just move on to the next chapter, shall we? Thanks to netbattle_zero for my first and only review for the moment. To mention a couple somethings in your review, I have used the name Fisher a lot and thought it wouldn't stand out in Symphonia which is the realm of all strange-named people, such as Kvar or Yggdrasil. Also, I quite enjoy descriptions so there will always be a lot of those. Now, on with the story!

The white light that followed the darkness was blinding, and I squinted past it, letting my eyes gradually adjust. As soon as they had, however, I realized there wasn't even anything for me to see past the white landscape. Heck, I couldn't even tell what I was standing on! It looked more like I was floating in a big, white void than anything else. Frankly, it was more than a little creepy.

Trying to get some kind of hint as to where I was, I spun in a small circle on the spot. However, it did nothing to help since all I saw was white, white, and – you guessed it – more white. But a sudden splash of color caught my attention, and I spun around to face it, only to stare in confusion.

In front of me, walking along whatever surface was in this strange, most likely imaginary place (hopefully it wasn't the inside of my head; that would be really quite sad. And if it was death, then it was just disappointing and boring) was a woman, who looked younger than my mom – about in her twenties or early thirties.

The woman wore green, which is what had made her stand out from the surrounding landscape. Even her hair was a light shade of green, and there were leaves sticking out of it about where her ears were. Maybe the leaves were her ears? Who knew anymore…

Anyway, whether the leaves were her ears or not, she came toward me and stopped about a yard away, just staring for a moment. This made me really uncomfortable, seeing as how I had no idea who this person was, where I was, or what the hell was going on. It was a strange predicament I had somehow gotten myself into, and I wanted out, if anything else to make the lady stop staring at me.

"I've been waiting to meet you, Fisher," she said gently, and I was startled out of my thoughts at her words; both the suddenness of them and…

"How'd you know my name?" I demanded, frowning at her, since I know for a fact that I had not met her before and had not just given my name to this strange, forest-y woman. She just smiled a smile that my mom usually used on my little sisters when they asked a silly question. It annoyed me.

"Like I said, I've been waiting. However, this meeting is much earlier than I would have hoped." This meant nothing to me, not that it mattered anyway since it seemed the woman was more of talking to herself than me. However, her next comment definitely was directed at me. Either that or she had some major split personalities that she had to get checked out, like Golem and Sméagol in Lord of the Rings. "You're probably wondering where you are right now, aren't you?"

For a second, I just stared blankly at the woman. She knew where I was? Or rather, where we were? Then I managed to nod, knowing I looked thoroughly confused as she smiled again and explained. "You are in a space between life and death. Generally, people don't stop by on their path to whatever afterlife they're destined for, however you managed to find just the right point to stop, and here you are. Not yet dead, yet no longer living."

"Wait…not dead, yet not alive? How the heck is that even possible? You have to be either one or the other," I argued, looking around the small stopping point. The way she'd phrased it, it sounded to me like a train stain. I could just imagine a conductor's voice over the intercom, "Next stop, the afterlife!" Yeah, right.

The woman thought about it for a long moment. When I was thinking about just ditching her and trying to find a way back to the 'living' side, she answered. "You haven't yet joined the rest of the deceased that pass by, yet you are no longer able to perform any conscious actions in your world," she explained, and I just frowned, while messing with the hem of my shirt a little bit. "Don't worry, you'll understand in time."

For all of two seconds, neither of us spoke, before I asked a question that had been nagging at me for a little while. "Why am I here then, if most people pass by this 'space'?" I asked, gesturing vaguely with my hand to signal the random void. Then, before she could even open her mouth to answer, I added, "And just who are you anyway?"

"You are here because you have been chosen for a second chance at life, albeit in a different world than that which you are accustomed to," the woman answered, completely ignoring my second question. "It's been decided that you will start up a new life in another world, in order to help there. That is, if you wish."

"Another world? Are you crazy?" I said, half-shouting. I was getting extremely fed up with this, and just wanted to go home, even if I would wake up in a hospital bed after the crash. "There's no such thing as another world, or a second chance at life. All this is probably a hallucination anyway caused by the accident. Besides, even if I did this, I wouldn't be able to see my family ever again anyway!" I was shouting by the end, but the woman didn't seem to mind in the least.

Calmly, she cut in as soon as my rant was over with. "If you go through with this, it will give us more time to stabilize your body on Earth so your spirit might be able to go back to it, over time, so you can see your family," she reasoned, and I didn't answer, chewing it over for a second.

On the one hand, we had an offer of going to another universe most likely, where I would live a new life for reasons unknown to me. It's not like I had any great abilities that would be helpful anywhere other than on the baseball field. And there was still the fact that I wouldn't be home; I'd be surrounded by strangers and wouldn't know a thing about the world I'd be thrown into.

However, on the other hand, there was a chance I could see my family again. I wouldn't be dead, which in all honesty would suck. And that's a major understatement. I'd be able to see Lizzy go to the junior high; join Drazon in college once I graduated; watch little Anna grow up. My parents wouldn't have to lose one of their children, or my siblings a brother. Everything would be perfectly fine, all in a short time. I'd probably awaken from a coma, and everything would be just like it always was. That, and I had promised to go to Anna's soccer game after school.

The second argument easily outweighed the first. I looked at the woman, who was patiently awaiting my decision. With a big sigh, I told her, "Alright. I'll do it. Just try and get me back home soon, please."

The woman smiled, and she started to fade from view as darkness took over my vision. "Oh, and who are you?" I tried again, before everything disappeared. At this, the woman grinned before answering, right as I lost consciousness.

"Martel."

A/N: Alright, I found that chapter fun to write and a lot easier than the last. If you have any questions that pop up here, I promise they will all be answered at one time or another. But voicing them doesn't hurt, because then I know what all I really have to address. So, please review! It'd be much appreciated.