I sit here, high above the city my shoulder hunched against the cold of the rain. My thoughts  returning the sound of my name being uttered in the old woman paper thin voice.

She couldn't have been the choosen one. She had caused so much pain and suffering by the choices she'd made in her life.

What a joke, if I unmade the very one I'd been searching for. 

I know Lady Fate hated me but even she wouldn't be that spiteful.

I need to find out why she knew my name. I can not remake life, only unmake it.

What the human race doese'nt seem to understand; that if it wasn't for me and my kind, they would have destroyed theirselves ages ago.

The reaper is closest, but I doubt he will be able to give me information on the life giver.

The walker is close too, I can tell by the storm.

by searching in the time stream I should be able to locate the walker. I 'm not connecting with her. She is either sheilding or walking between time.

Suddenly the sound of "I Wanna Talk About Me" broke the silence. It was my cell phone.

"Yes I have a cell phone and yeah I like Toby Keith, so sue me."

The voice over the phone was not pleased "This is Central. He want's to know why your still there?" 

"I'm going" I said and clicked the phone off.

I  have to much to do, I can't sit here all night.

As quick as it takes to think, I am clear across town. 

As I watch a family at dinner, I can say there is times when I really hate this job.

I know by human standards I'd be counted as a heartless son of a bitch. It's just a job, a duty.

When I have to unmake good work it does bother me. Strangely enough sometime good things coming at the wrong time can foul things up worse the bad things. 

I wait here in the shadows, waiting for the family to go to bed.

The guy in the house is a good husband and a good father.

He has invented a cure for aids.

 You may well ask me why He has to be unmade.

The time is wrong for this discovery. It will cause an effect undown the line that has the possibilty of destroing man kind.

You feel angery because I say possibilty, but life and time is only a string of possibilities. Until the the controllers step in.