Prologue

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If I could go back would things have turned out differently? Would I have reacted differently knowing what I know now? Would we be in this predicament now? Would it have even mattered?

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A brunet sighed in the brightly lit room. His tired brown eyes looked over at the brightly lit computer screen, technobabble and binary code lined the screen, he had no idea what any of it said, Tupperware would know, but he and the rest of the Freedom Pals went out without him. His eyes traveled to the cords the computer was hooked to, to the person in the bed he sat beside.

A young woman who looked to be in her early twenties laid on the infirmary bed, her eyes closed and the cords seemingly attached to the back of her neck, her long black hair was neatly pulled to the side, as to not tangle with the cords. His hand remained rested on top of her unmoving one, "S-some hero I-I t-turned out to be..." He rubbed his thumb over her cold hand, "I'm sorry L-Leslie..."

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End of the first chapter, they get longer I swear, but this will be a short fic, but I hope you enjoy it!

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