Ptwista note: This is the rewrite of When Saturn Met Mars (I wish I could've found a better title). I think that this one is better or will be better since the last one wasn't really going anywhere. So here's my second shot.

It wasthe year of 2051. A 14-year-old boy was on his way to a graduation dance. He was wearing a brand-new tuxedo with small silver shoulder pads (AN: I don't know what those things on their shoulders are called) and he had a pink corsage, for his date. He was riding on the new air bike his parents bought him for a graduation present. It was white—to match his tux—but he thought to paint it yellow the day after the dance because yellow was his favorite color (and there was no point in leaving it white).

Not to far away, a young girl approaching 14 was getting ready to go to the same graduation dance. She was wearing a beautiful black strapless dress with black high-heeled sandals. The dress had a large gold rose printed near her hip with thin lines of gold leading from it and she had on a pair of golden rose stud earrings to match. She also had on large, gold-colored bracelets that went as far as her wrist to the middle of her forearm (more than half-way to the elbow).

Both the boy and girl knew each other. In fact, they were best friends. But this made them strange. They were not a human boy and girl, however. The boy's name was B.Bop-A-Luna and he was a Martian—yes, Martian—commanding officer from who had just completed his training and was going to start his new career by the end of the summer. The girl's name was Bianca Newles. She was a newly graduated female alien commander who had also completed her training and would soon begin her career in fall as well. The fact that they were non-human isn't what made them strange.

Both were from different planets. B.Bop was from Mars. Bianca was from Saturn. Though the war on the battlefields for these planets ended over 40 years ago, both their species had not fully obtained peace. Martians thought Saturn aliens, or saturnals, to be pompous and arrogant because of their special powers of flight, telepathy and many others. Saturals thought Martians to be "all brawn and no brain" types because of their long history of conquering miniscule species of aliens.

Despite all of this B.Bop and Bianca's friendship remained strong. But tonight it will undergo a test of strength that could end all negative views towards it. Even views from unexpected eyes….

Bianca grabbed her purse and went outside to wait for her hoverlimo to show up (she can't fly to the dance in the dress she's wearing). She pressed some buttons on her wrist gauntlet and it showed the time: 8:05. She was all ready five minutes late!

"Bianca! Bianca!" Someone was calling to her. It was her 10-11-year-old sister, Gabriella. She had an appearance similar to that of a human. She had light brown skin and deep brown hair braided into a ponytail that fell past her shoulders, and eyes that matched the color of her hair. She was about three inches shorter than Bianca and was running towards her—in her light green pajamas and matching fuzzy slippers no less—with two small brightly wrapped boxes tied with gold string. "You forgot these," said Gabriella handing them to her.

"What are they?" asked Bianca.

"Graduation presents from Teresa, Debbie and me, for you and B.Bop," said Gabi. "Want to open it now?"

Usually, Bianca couldn't help but be curious when it came to her sisters, even though they always knew the best gifts to give. But this time she fought the urge and said to her sister, "I'll wait." Bianca looked passed Gabriella and asked, "Are those two planning on going or…WHAT!" She put emphasis on the last word in a very loud voice, causing Gabi to jump back slightly. She was talking about her twin younger sisters who had been in their rooms for nearly an hour getting ready.

A voice from a door on a balcony answered, "God! I'm still putting on make-up!" It was the younger twin, Teresa. She had on a knee-length solid blue dress with straps that rested just beneath her shoulder and a small blue flower resting in the middle of her chest with black shoes like Bianca's. She had brown almost black hair that fell two inches above her shoulders (but she had put it in a bun for the dance) with two strands of curled hair resting on her forehead and was almost the same size as her oldest sister. She looked very elegant.

"It won't make you any prettier!" shouted a voice from the other room door on the balcony. It was the older twin Debbrina or Debbie for short. She was wearing a knee-length crimson strapless dress with deep red rose prints lining the top and bottom of it. She also had on deep red stockings (darker than the rose prints) with even darker red strap-on, high heel shoes. She had curly brown/black hair that fell past her shoulders to her back but held it off of her face with two red rubber bands.

"Ah…shut up Debbie!" yelled Teresa from her room.

"COME ON, YOU TWO!" yelled Bianca from outside.

"Alright!" yelled Teresa.

"I'm coming!" yelled Debbie.

They both had come down about two seconds before the limo arrived. They all got in and drove off as Gabi waved good-bye.

As she headed towards the house and reached for the door, a shadow loamed over her. Someone grabbed her by the shoulders roughly and turned her sharply around, and she let out a small scream before realizing who it was. It was a Saturnal boy about five years older than Bianca. He was in a black tuxedo, had lightly-tanned skin and jet black hair. To any saturnal eye, he would have looked handsome and charming. But to Gabi, from his ice cold stare on her to his crushing grip, he was anything but.

"Did you give it to her?" he asked.

Gabi stared at him and said softly, "I'm still not sure about this, Marc."

She had obviously said the wrong thing. He picked her up to his level and slammed her into the door. Her head banged into it giving her a searing pain from the spot hit to the bottom of her neck. Her wrist hit the door knob and she felt an identical, nearly worse pain in her entire left hand. She whimpered and began to shed tears.

He got closer to her face and stopped when the sweat on her forehead and the tears on her cheeks were visible.

"You didn't answer my question," said Marc holding her by the shoulders of her clothes.

Gabi said in a broken voice, "I gave the gifts to her."

Marc dropped her on the concrete and said, "Good," in a tone as cold as his stare.

"But what's in them?" she asked in the same cracked voice.

He spoke in the same cold tone, "Don't worry about it. The problem you have, it's gonna be taken care of, kitten." He then spoke in a false-warm voice. "You just worry about getting some sleep, huh?" He then flew off leaving Gabi on the ground.

Ptwista: I should've done it this way from the start. I think it's better.