Thursday, February 23, 2006
It's been a long evening.
I haven't had time to write here, but the truth is, I was dreading it.
The bad things started to happen early this morning, and quickly fell into chaos. I was helping Dark clear away a minor genocide in Sudan...Darfur region I believe, and we quickly realized that the two of us weren't up to the task. Too many loose souls, too many screams, very little time and very little power.
We called in back up, and who should show up but Malef and his usual cohorts. They had the most smug look on their faces, and it took all I had to hold Dark back.
When they finished, Malef made sure to report our "failings" back to the Archdaemon. Another chance to rub in his superiority; it wasn't his power that I always disagreed with. Mostly, I just wanted to sock him in the face. Just once.
Dark readily agreed with me on that one.
We split after that, taking different routes. I had a job in Japan and Dark had another job like yesterday (one in America). I found myself enjoying my old country, as it had been a long time since I've seen it. My job, unfortunately, was one that brought me and my sometimes very unwilling participants little joy; this particular job was one of those for me, and I'm usually quite stoic about such matters.
A little girl, barely 15 years old. To me, you see, 15 years is far too young. She was dying, and was to be killed, by Leukimia.
She saw me standing in her hospital room and gave me the saddest smile. She knew, as most do in her situation, that there was only one path left for her.
"Thank you." Her last words to me before I let her towards the Light. Such a kind girl.
I will retire for now, though that was far from the last of the things I had to do that day.
~Kagerou
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