So, I've had this idea floating around for a while. I hope my readers like it.

This kind of a 'test chapter', to see how it goes over.

No, I don't own MBAV; no copyright intended. Just a fan.

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Age 6:

"MOM! Look what I can do!" An over-excited voice cried out as a dark blur zoomed by a tired-looking blonde woman who held onto a stroller's handles tightly.

"Ethan be careful!" she called out, glancing at the little girl asleep in the stroller before she looked at the boy. He had just gotten the training wheels off of his bike, and he was showing his mom how well he could ride now. He looked at her at her warning and grinned before he peddled off down the road and turned to come back. She watched him, peeking on her daughter every now and then before focusing on him again. She saw his wheel wobble slightly before he straightened it. Sighing in relief, she went to focus on the now fussing one-year old in the stroller.

Ethan stopped on his bike, watching his mom take care of his little sister; he had hoped that the baby would have been a boy, since he was hoping for someone to play with, but the little sister was good too. He could take care of her when she needed him. He knew he would be the best big brother he could be since he couldn't be the best friend that she would need. He frowned a bit but then smiled as he began peddling.

He loved riding without training wheels! He felt so big, like a real kid; he had always been kind of small for his age, so this was his way of showing the other kids that he wasn't just a runt; he was a kid too. He would show them; on Monday he would ride his bike to school and show everyone how he had beaten them on the bike scene; half the kids there couldn't even sit on a bike without falling off.

He peddled faster, the breeze it created whipping his hair around his head. He got pass his house, hearing his mom laugh at him and a small giggle directed at him too. He looked over his shoulder to see his little baby sister, cradled in his mom's arms, laughing and clapping at him. He grinned widely at them, getting a matching one in return from his mom before her smile dropped.

"ETHAN WATCH OUT!"

Ethan turned just in time to see bright headlights come down on him before he felt like he was slamming into a brick wall.

The last thing he saw before he was consumed with darkness was a pair of green eyes staring at him.

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"Hey, it's okay. You're gonna be okay." Ethan opened his eyes, but didn't see anyone; the voice was light, carefree; it sounded like another kid. He didn't see anything really, just a dim light. "It's okay. I'll be right here. You were close, but I got you back. It's okay."

"Wh-"

"Shh, save your strength," the voice said, making him wince. "You'll be waking up soon, and then you'll be okay."

"But-"

"No, Ethan, just be quiet." He was silent as the light suddenly blinded him, hurting his eyes.

He was waking up.

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"Ethan!" Ethan blinked and looked at his mom; she had spoken to him. He didn't reply, just frowned. His dad stood next to her, looking worried as well. "Oh Ethan, thank God you're alive." Ethan, at only six, felt his eyes widen and tears pool up. "Oh dear, no, you're okay. You were hit by a car. It was a close call. We almost lost you. But we didn't. You're okay." His lips still trembling, he nodded as she ran a hand through his dark hair.

"You're gonna be just fine son," his dad said, making him smile a bit; if his dad could be strong, he could too. "Now, we're gonna go tell the doctor you're awake. We'll be right back okay?" He nodded and watched them walk off before someone else came up to him; he didn't know who this was though.

"Told ya," the kid said, his grin widening; it was contagious to Ethan; he found himself smile too.

"Who…?"

"Uh… I don't have a name," the kid said, shrugging. He looked about Ethan's age, with wild brown hair that was standing up in various places, a casual messy; he had green eyes, wide and curious for such a young age; he wore a gray and white striped shirt with gray pants from what Ethan could see.

"What…?"

"Can I tell you a secret?" Ethan nodded, making the kid's grin grow. "I was assigned to be your guardian angel; you can see me because you almost died." The excitement in the boy's face made Ethan feel uncomfortable. "You probably won't ever see me again though." He sounded kind of sad about this, which made Ethan frown. The boy looked away quickly before he smiled sadly. "Goodbye Ethan. I'm glad I could save you." Ethan's eyes widened as he watched the boy flicker and disappear before his parents and a doctor walked in.

He settled into the white-linen bed and waited for them to take care of him.

He wished he could have talked to the boy a little bit more.

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Ethan at on his front porch, arm in a bright, neon green cast; besides an insane amount of blood loss, the broken arm, and a bunch of bruises, inside and out, he had survived; barely though. His parents treated him like he was some special thing- he guessed almost losing your kid did that though.

He shivered as he felt like the air next to him shift some. He looked at had to stifle his surprised scream when he saw the boy next to him. The boy's eyes widened as he realized that Ethan could see him.

"You can… can you see me?!"

"Yeah… Am I not supposed to?"

"No! I'm supposed to guard you and protect you but you can't see me!"

"But I can…?"

"Uh… okay… well then hi?"

"Hi. I'm Ethan."

"I know. I'm No-Name."

"You need a name."

"I don't have one. Angels don't get names."

"Well I will give you a name…" Ethan said, looking around until his eyes finally landed on his teddy-bear, who was sitting on his other side. "Ah-ha!" He grabbed the bear in his good arm and turned to look at him. "This is Benny the Bear. He's been by my side since I was a baby. Since you're gonna be by my side now, I think you deserve the same name."

"Benny the Bear?"

"Benny."

"Benny. I like it."

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So, whatcha think? Reviews are love!

Thanks for reading.

-JustMe133