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John awoke, his quick slumber cut short from after his head connected to a metal corner on his coffee table.
John groans, his vision restores and he searches for a second before he could process what image was right in front of him. The girl from before was kneeling beside him, her head above his, only a few inches away, her hair circling around the both of them like a room trying to protect them from the real world. She smiles then lets out a loud sigh of relief, thus making John smell a bit of chocolate in her breath.
"Oh thank god!" she yells lifting her head a bit "I thought I seriously hurt you or something!" she says loudly letting her smile widen more.
John jolts, barely away from the small girl's head, apparently frightening her. As he swiftly rolls into a low stance with his hands lifted, she drops on her ass in a half fetal position, her big sky blue eyes widening even more than he thought they could.
"Who the hell are you!" John growls out.
She flinches at the first sound of his voice putting her hands over her face.
"Don't hurt me! Please!" she shrieks, looking through her tiny hands then quickly gets up. "I'm known as Familiar 62..." she says.
John let his guard down and listens. "Why don't you have a name...?" he asks curious to find the truth. "I was never given one, you have the right to name me though," she says.
"How come I had too?" he asks her, still needing to know everything.
"I'm your Familiar!" she states with the same huge smile from before, "We had so much fun as kids.... until they took me back, and I never was named....." she says lowering her head with her smile wavering.
John looks her up and down, trying to figure out the name for this mysterious girl, then he saw three of her golden locks forming a circle above her head. "How about... Halo?"
"Halo...?" the three golden locks in her hair glow a little, " It sounds nice, thank you sir!" She says running into John for a hug,he lets her, not knowing why.
"It's John..."
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