Sock's POV
I look up at the young women and nodded, taking her hand in the process
"Yes, thank you ma'am."
She pulls me into a room filled with light blue paint. A large stack of paper was neatly stacked on the wooden desk in front of me, most likely her desk. She grins as she sits down in a large chair
"Take a seat, Napoleon."
No one ever calls me Napoleon anymore. I hesitate but I soon sit down in a medium sized chair which was placed in front of her desk
"Do you know why you're here, Mr. Sowachoski?" She asks
"N-not really, but I saved a puppy..." I replied unsure
"You did much more than that."
"Wha- how?" I ask surprised
She chuckles and presses a finger on my forehead. A video like image was shown after I passed away. The young boy looked at the pup then to my lifeless body. The father stopped near a grave yard and buried my corpse. The puppy, however, was thriving in the boys jacket. It was going to survive, I knew it. Maybe this is why I was here... But wait. There was a car speeding past when I was hit. The driver of that car must have been drunk or something. I think I protected them.
"You did protect them and the puppy you had, which is now named Spirit." The women spoke up again, snapping me back to reality
"You are going to be assigned a human counterpart to protect, heal, help, and be a general friend to them until they uh..... Get in control over their life."
She hands me a paper of this counterpart I have to protect, I stare at the photo in surprise.
My human counterpart is....
Jonathan Combs
Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! Bai!
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