Betrayal. It's all you could feel as your owner bids you goodbye, pressing a kiss to your forehead and pushing you in the direction of a terrifying man.

"I'm sending you off to be trained" your owner told you yesterday, informing you about a man named Jack Krauser, who would "surely knock some sense into you". What a load of bull. You'll have this guy wrapped around your little finger in just a few days! ..Right..?