My eyes opened and I could see a truck on the road speeding until it hit a car full of people and exploded to smithereens. I clutched a part of my baggy pants before sighing and looking back up awaiting the transfer. I was then a driver who had a phone in their hand and the other on the steering wheel without looking at the road. 'This is easy enough, just look at the road.' I thought but my head felt cloudy and when I glanced to the side I saw a bottle of vodka, I took in a deep breath and quickly pulled to the side of the road and watched as the car I was going to hit drove past. "Yes!" I whispered happily before I was transferred into another scene, a more depressing scene. A guy with brown hair, emerald green eyes and comfy clothing stood by a door wondering if he should go in. I walked inside to see a guy with black hair, blue eyes and a crimson color fluid completely painting his depressing outfit with a thick rope around his neck. My eyes widened at the serious topic before wondering which one I would be, I was actually then the brown hair.
I wondered if I should open the door but my smart brain, unlike this person's brain told me to do it so I did and just as the other boy was about to step off of the stool I quickly picked him up bridal style and comforted him while he cried and apologized. "We all have our problems, we all also need someone to be with us sometimes which is why I want you to know I'm here for you and I can comfort you whenever you need it, do you understand?" I stared into his dull eyes before he nodded and smiled as he hugged me and fell sound asleep, I was then once again teleported back to Owen. Owen gave me a magical room to stay in that I could change with my mind whenever I wanted which explained the magical part of it except all of this couldn't possibly be explained by just magic. "Owen!" I called and Owen appeared with a smile, "Yes?" Owen asked. "First, I think this is a little weird with the whole two name thing so is it okay if I just call you Owen, and when's my next mission?" I asked, "Okay, calling me Owen is fine and your next mission will be in three hours. Take a break, stop being so ready, most people would have been traumatized." Owen sighed before walking off and fading off to wherever they go before I sighed and decided to drink some milkshakes and sleep.
Once I awoke I stared at Owen who was standing over me, "Could you not? that's creepy." I scoffed as I sat up and Owen laughed nervously, "Right, sorry! It's time for your next mission." Owen pulled me off my bed and I nodded before allowing myself to be teleported to, I opened my eyes and started coughing violently as smoke blurred my vision and clogged my airways. I waved my hands frantically as I grabbed the hoodie the kid, or well-- me, seemed to be wearing, I quickly broke a window with the nearest toy and looked down. It looked risky but there was a trampoline.
I withdrew a bit of fresh air before jumping and landing on the trampoline, spraining my ankle slightly but shoving myself away to face the now flamed house. A neighbor from the house across ran over and started to console me and call 911. When the kid was taken in to the hospital I got dizzy and slowly my vision dimmed down till I was back and Owen was waiting for me. Owen sipped their coffee causally and sighed before looking over with a gentle smile. "You saved a kid's life, I underestimated you and you're quick thinking.." Owen paused and nodded before handing me paper's, "Sign, If you would like to take more harder things that will get you out of here soon. " Owen frowned while saying it seeming as they didn't want me to leave but trying out the harder one's might be helpful. "Thank's, I'll consider it." I smiled before heading over to the room I stayed in and plopped onto the bed tiredly, It confused me since I wasn't even sure if we could actually feel tired but if we could then for sure I was feeling that all day.