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Rain trickled down the collar of the slicker I wore.  I walked slowly through the streets glancing at the faces around me.  It was the dinner hour, after work hours and people were in a rush to get home to their little lives.

Some had thoughts of their children, some had thoughts of their siblings and parents, some had thoughts of their spouses, some had thoughts of their loneliness, some, had thoughts of their mortality.

I raised my face to the rain, it had been steady all day.  The cold water invigorated me and I walked a little faster.  I did a pretty good job of tuning out most of the voices, then I could concentrate on the sounds of nature and the earth.  Long before you heard a cricket at night, I'd heard it, long before you see the flicker of the fire fly, I've seen it, long before you scream because of the eight legged creature sitting there in your bed, I saw it.

Tonight one voice stood out, it refused to be settled, to be quiet..  It's notes sang out,  the sheer pain of it tore through me.  One in such agony, such despair, such torment,  my skills were needed.

I made my way through the sheets of rain, through the crisp darkness.  The lights flickered as I walked through the automatic doors.  I slid into the elevator behind a little old woman..  She cried silently, I heard the voice but, it wasn't loud enough yet.

There it was, 2202 bed 1.. 

The eyes stared up at me, feverish, begging, I placed my hand on the heart and pain shot up my arm..  I closed my eyes, I saw the life lying in front of me.  It had been a good life, a full life, a life worthy of praise..  ~Reverence~

It was quiet, silent, done...  I took it.. up into my hands, blew my breath on it and watched it flutter up, up, up to the heavens..

The eyes slowly closed, the lips turned up into a slight smile, a last sigh escaped the parched lips.. peace descended on the soul..

Cancer, the big C, the crab.. what else did they call it, it didn't matter.  It had been three years and he was tired.  He weighed all of 90 pounds, every breath he took was laborious.  The family that continued to sit there and stare at him irritated him.  He kept telling them go, he could do this part, they had been there, sacrificed all that had been their lives to sit and stare at him.  "God, just go, please!"  They didn't hear him, he didn't open his mouth, he didn't have the strength to scream at them, he didn't have the strength to whisper to them.  

But his mind screamed, screamed at them, screamed at the nurses, screamed at the Doctors, screamed and screamed and screamed.. in pain, so much pain..  The morphine didn't even knock him out anymore, his constant companion even more dogged and persistent than his family... PAIN..

When he first felt it, it was just a slight pressure, just a little push just above his heart, he stared into the eyes, he saw... his salvation, his peace, his death and he welcomed it.. His mind didn't take in details, too much hurt for that but, he'd always wondered.. how it would be.  Now, it didn't concern him, there was no one to tell, this was the way out, the way home, the way to quiet.. The entity raised it's hands, blew into them and he saw his spirit fly away.  He exhaled one final, painful breath.. ahhhhh.... good bye.

I could understand their love for the sun.  It's rays seemed to heal the sick, surely God had provided for these creatures but, something had gone wrong.  Wasn't for me to judge.  I walked through the park watching the children play.  If only they still had the minds of  children, they would be fine.

Sitting on a bench I saw the man running across the grass, I saw two men in uniform chasing him.  The unsettled voice started, small at first. 

I didn't have to follow, the voice would call to me, I would know.  I sat there with my eyes closed, listening to the little voices, I rather enjoyed them, sweet and innocent.  Even when they cried, I still allowed my ears to tune in to them  ~Reverence~

The crying, the fear, I understood though, it annoyed me.  I didn't feel that cling, that fight, that desire to hold on to something so fleeting.  People milled around just outside of the yellow tape, I walked through and knelt next to the officer, blood seeped from the hole in his chest, I placed my hand over it..

Cold, deceit, lies, dishonesty.. a life wasted, disgusting in his immorality, his drunkeness.  I saw this life lying before me, I saw all the hurt and pain he had inflicted..

Closing my hand, I pushed the fist firmly down upon his chest, for one moment his life passed before him and he saw himself as I did.  I snatched the soul from his body and devoured it.. He exhaled, a trail of blood spray carried away on the wind...

This was not the way it was supposed to be.. dammit, his partner was supposed to go down, he watched birds flying overhead.  Oh god, he didn't want to die.. He wasn't some lowly criminal, he wasn't one of these pushers, pimps.. he was the law!  He had explained to the man his partner would be coming around the building first.. he was supposed to shoot him.. God he didn't want to die.. He wasn't a snitch, not like his partner.. running to IA..  It wasn't supposed to be him!

The being knelt down next to him, he felt the pressure on his chest, it was slight at first.. he cried, repeating over and over, he didn't want to die.  When he felt the push into his chest, for one instance, he saw his own face, ugly, disgusting, something hideous.. opening his mouth he tried to scream but.. something was being pulled through his body, something was grinding and ripping his soul apart.. his last breath was frightening, painful and bloody..

The cry was different.. not quite a pleading for release, not quite a resignation.  Mournful, sad, hollow echoes that reached my ears and called out for help. I couldn't enjoy the sun.. something about that cry.

The sign said it all,  "Pediatrics" 

The little one was ghostly white, dead silent, the eyes were closed and the thoughts... silent,  still the cries were loud. 

The mother saw me, she clutched her chest, I could see dark circles under the tired eyes.. her hurt cut.. it was deep but, it was not selfish and I read the thoughts..  She wanted the child, loved it more than life itself but, didn't want it to suffer..

I walked over and touched her forehead, she slumped backwards into the chair.. asleep.

The child slept, perspiration soaked the sheets.. I lay my hand on the little one's heart..  I smiled ~Reverence~

I did not have the power to give life that was dying but, I could assist a sick one.. I sent the light into the little body.. the heart responded.. the color flooded the cheeks..

I walked over and touched the mother, pointing to the little one, I led her to the bedside.. she grabbed my hand and kissed it... ~Reverence~

She knew better than to tell anyone what had happened.  She held her child close, encircling him in her arms so as to never let him go.  It had been a long year, a long tiring, trying, strife filled year now though, it was over.  The disease was gone, totally, completely.. the doctors shook their heads, they ran test after test.. The disease, was gone.

She grabbed the beings hand, her tears fell but, this time, it was happiness.  This time they were joyful tears.  She looked into the deep purple eyes.. kissing the hand, she walked over to her child and pulled the lines from his little arms..

My time here was coming to an end.  I would take many things away with me.  There were things I enjoyed.. the sun, the rain, a cooling breeze on a summer evening.

I had mixed feelings of the creatures that inhabited this blue marble.  They were destructive, selfish, greedy, immoral.. still, they did know how to give good gifts to their own.  They worshiped one day out of the week, the other six, they sinned without impunity.

Their prejudice carried through out the known universe.  Their ability to kill without remorse, without feeling was even something the Arch Angels couldn't fathom. 

In my report, I would say all these things but, the little ones and a select few makes this rock worth saving.

My wanderings took me far and wide and although there was evil here, good did exist, it did weigh in..

Those that I sent on are in a better place, those that I could touch, had purpose, those that I devoured would be left in the soil and filth like so much excrement..

It was raining, I turned my face upwards, the sheet of water parted to let me through.  I would show my respect, give my report, take my place.. ~Reverence~