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 (a/n Your name is Okiddo, japanese for orchid, you are a guardian angel that finds unfortunate people, and helps make their lives better. This chapter takes place when you are taking your first job as a guradian angel. Enjoy!)

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  "Alright! Listen up! This is your subject this time, Okiddo." A tall angel with brown hair and stringy arms and legs, yelled, calming the room full of Angels awaiting their subjects names and locations.

   "U-uh, who is it, Nigai?" You say softly, looking up at the screen behind Nigai.

   Nigai pressed a button on a remote and the screen changed to the picture of a todler with raven black hair laying asleep in the middle of a dark alleyway.

   "His name is Levi. He is four years old, his parents abandonded him a year ago. You know what to do, now go, Okiddo." Nigai ordered, straightening his glasses.

    You gave a quick nod before spreading your small white wings and disapeared in a cloud of smoke.

~Back on Earth~

   Levi held a knife tightly in his hands, staring into the darkness of the alley. He looked afraid of something.

   You had apeared beside him, carefully watching his every move.

   You tipped your head slightly, dull orange hair swaying in the chilly breeze.

   "Hello Levi." you said softly, sitting on your knees. Your wings folded neatly behind your back.

   He whipped around to face you and pointed the knife at your head. You waved her hand, slightly startled, and the knife crunched into the wall above you both.

   "I am not going to hurt you. I am your guardian angel." You laughed, spreading your wings wide.

   Levi sat down hesitantly and looked questioningly at you.

   "Am I dreaming?" He asked, staring into your purple orbs.

   "No. This is all real. Of course, i will have to erase your memory of meeting me later." you smiled.

   "Who are you?"

   "My name is Okiddo."

   "Are you really my guardian angel?"

   "Yes. I was sent here to make sure you would be happy, and safe."

   Levi stared for a second before reaching out towards your wing.

  He gently touched a feather and stroked it for a moment.

   "I told you I was real."

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