[ WP ] You are The Converter . You have the ability to convert one thing for another . Like old news paper and wooden excess back to trees . This time you were asked by scientists to convert meat and fossils to reanimate the creature .

`` Is he here yet?'' Dr. Schringer asked while slipping on his latex gloves, resulting a thick, satisfying, slap sound. 
 `` Almost, he just has to get through security.'' Dr. Mako replied. The bright laboratory was lit up by dozens of fluorescent lights. Behind rows of empty monitors and data collecting devices sat a large blue tarp, with strange, wolf like bones. 
 `` I am here!'' The automatic doors opened up. `` HISS!'' A man wearing dark red, gold, and blue robes walked in. His dark skin revealed that his flesh had been kissed by the evening sun for years. Dark, muted blue eyes hid a secret that only he knew. 
 `` Greetings, scientists. I hope you all are doing as well as me, ha ha.'' His laugh was quiet and subtle, yet booming and passionate. 
 `` Nice to meet you. And what would you like us to call you?'' Dr. Mako asked. 
 `` Just call me the converter. Nothing else.'' The frail man replied solemnly. 
 `` Well, we wanted you to resurect this interesting specimen. It looks to be an ancient wolf?'' Dr. Schringer droned on. 
 `` Yes, all that information is nice, but the only thing that matters is that we comfort its soul and make it feel welcome.'' 
 The scientists, obviously intrigued by this rather spiritual statement, look at him with faces of disbelief. 
 `` Wh-wh-what do you mean by that?'' Dr. Mako asked while brushing her red hair out of her face. 
 `` All matter in the universe can be sent into the future or past states of its existence. Its soul must be comforted before it can be sent back. It needs to feel warm. It needs to hear the call of its mother whispering in its ear.'Yes, you can leave. Farewell, young one' before journeying off. I will do that now.'' Schringer and Mako watched as the man shuffled over to the tarp with ancient bones. `` Now, now little one. It is time to come home.'' He made waving hand motions over the pile of remains before kissing the air. A bright flash and pop of air echoed through the room, and the scientists covered their eyes. When the smoke had risen, the old man was holding a young wolf puppy in his arms. Its tail wagged, its bright green eyes showing its playfulness as it yipped in eagerness. 
 `` You, you did it!'' 
 
 `` Now do you realize that not every living thing is yet another'specimen?''' 

