And so this story comes to an end. Thank you all for reading. Thank you in particular to anyone kind enough to tell me what you thought. This story was very fun for me to write, I certainly hope it was enjoyable.

Anyway, on with the show.

Uninstall Epilogue Two

When the world ended, when the great Witch of Salvation tore through the world and then the Universe it should have ended. But the girl who had become the most powerful Witch had made a simple wish when she had become a Magical Girl.

A simple wish, but one of great power.

She had wished to defeat every Witch that had ever, was then existing, or would ever exist anywhere on any world for all of time. To remove their despair and to set them free at the moment of failure. To abolish the very existence of Witches.

It was a wish that did indeed transcend entropy, and was possible with the amount of power that Kaname Modoka possessed. And even as her Witch conquered and destroyed all living sentient beings in the universe, the wish was reverberating across that very same universe.

Humans were not the only species capable of sub-creation. They were not unique in that regard. Many of those worlds were visited by the Incubators, developed to a certain level, and then proceeded to destroy themselves. (The jury is still out on mankind.)

The Incubators didn't care, not as long as they could gather the energy they used to slow and reverse entropy, not realizing that they themselves were as much a part of creations efforts to maintain it.

Creation doesn't exist to be destroyed nor does it exist to slowly drift into growing darkness, unless by action or inaction of its denizens that becomes its fate. So it was here. The wish snuffed out Madoka's Witch just like it had all the others.

It changed everything. Changing even her.

But that is a different story.

-Scene Break-

A girl in white greets a girl in pink. "Good job. Things should be better now."

The girl in pink looked back at Creation, "Not much has changed. It had to stay close to what had been simply to….

"To make your existence possible. Even if you won't get to live that life." The girl in white looked away, "I am sorry."

The girl in pink smiled, "That is okay. The work I am doing makes it all worth it." She sighed, "What am I going to do with you?"

The girl in white smiled, "I got here on my own. And if you don't stop me, I will be going back."

"You are a Witch."

The girl in white nodded, "The Witch of Time. But I never fell. My Soul Gem wasn't black when I died. And the reason for my death no longer exists. There is no reason for me to NOT return." She smiled, "This is the nature of my gift."

The girl in pink laughed, "Go then. I will be there when you need me."

The girl in white, Liz reached over and hugged the other girl, "Thank you for bringing us hope."

And it was all gone.

-Scene Break-

Liz Parker stood in her parent's café and swayed slightly. She raised her hand to her forehead and winced. Kyubey didn't understand why she was getting these headaches.

She looked over at a chagrinned Maria, "Sorry, what were we talking about."

Maria looked guiltily over at the table with a flabbergasted Michael and a sadly smiling Max. A slip of paper sat in front of each of them. "You were yelling at me about giving them our numbers. Something about harassing the guests."

And the memories returned. All of them. Liz said, "I am the Witch of Time."

"Sorry, Liz? Are you okay? Those headaches? I am sorry, I promise I won't do anything to rile you up. I have a few herbal remedies that mom suggested and…."

Liz placed her hand on Maria's shoulders, "Maria we have magical powers that let us heal from near fatal wounds. I doubt you mother's home recipes are going to help here."

Maria looked away, "I am just worried about you."

Liz gave her a peck on the cheek, "Don't. Everything will be fine now."

Maria gave her a surprised look, "Okay?"

Liz smiled at Maria, and then at Max, "Things have changed, Maria. For the better. I will tell you over ice cream after work." She used telepathy to finish. Before our double date tonight.

Maria glanced over at the table. You saw something? Your precognition is so random, Does the date go well? Is he as clueless as he seems? Will it be a total nightmare?

Trust me. Everything will be fine. Chaotic, but fine. "Oh, Maria table six is flagging for a waitress. Go see what they need."

"Sure thing, Liz." Maria was a mix of happy with worried as she moved towards table six.

Liz took stock of the memories she had of her current life. It was very close to the one she had lead before. Very little changes. They fought demons now. Demons that grew from the miasma of dark thoughts and despair. They drained vitality and hope from others.

She was still a Magical Girl, and it was still not a nice thing to be. Average life expectancy was still only nine months. But once you realized that lots of clueless girls fell in their first couple months, it really wasn't too bad.

She probably still didn't really need to worry about college, or given where she lived, graduate school. They consumed grief cubes from fallen demons. People still rationalized magic away.

Not much had changed.

Her powers had though. She could no longer see and draw from alternate versions of herself. Her precognition didn't see as far as reliably, but she was faster and stronger. Greater magical capacity, nice touch.

Pam had still nearly killed her. Only now she would have simply died, not turned into an eldritch abomination. Maria had still saved her, had still been granted her voice. Had still accidently hurt her mother.

Liz stood there, just pondering the changes. She had still broken up with Kyle that morning, had still tried to dissuade Max. All for disquieting future visions.

It came to her, this Liz DIDN'T have precognition. But she, the Witch of Time, still did. And it fed into the current Liz on a sporadic basis, stronger now that the girl had magic.

She was the reason the current Liz had headaches. Her mind trying to reconcile having two different alternate visions of herself. She was now both of them. They had finally merged, although her previous self was dominant now.

But what of Max? Would he remember her? She had managed to escape because she had abilities that had transcended normal reality. Max had merely been a master of the real world. How could he possibly….

Liz looked longingly at Max, and an odd stiff smile appeared on his face.

Of course. Max didn't truly know. Didn't truly understand. But Zan did. Zan had always held a little back from her. There had always been a tiny bit of knowledge he had never divulged.

Liz intuited it now. And through it, the reason Max had always loved her. Why one sight in the third grade had decided his fate.

Max had imprinted his love for her on the fabric of reality itself. She could remember Maria laughing that his affection was like a natural law. Only, it wasn't really funny.

Because in a very real way, his love for her WAS a natural law.

There was a loud sound, like a massive fire cracker going off.

'Oh yeah, I am about to be shot.'

Liz looked at Max, stared deeply at him, enjoying his confused expression. Michael moved to cover Max, to protect his First. The man didn't even know who he was and still he reacted in ways Rath would be proud of.

Liz still maintained eye contact with Max the whole time. Everything seemed to slow down.

Maria called out, "Liz!"

Liz just stood there, not moving, not dodging. It would hit her right in the middle abdomen, not immediately fatal, but a potentially mortal wound.

'Not this time.' One hand blurred as she CAUGHT the bullet.

She ignored the bruised and burned fingers holding the bullet. They would heal.

Maria, Max, and Michael just stared at her. Maria was happy and surprised. Michael's mouth was open with shock. Max's with expectation.

Max got up to go to her, Michael trying to pull him away.

Liz turned to Maria, "Maria, focus, damage control."

Maria shook her head, "Right." She turned to bring order to the restaurant as the gunman and the man he was arguing fled.

Liz felt a deep sense of satisfaction flash through her, "I AM the Witch of Time." She walked over to the table that both Max and Michael were just standing at, staring wide eyed at her. Liz slammed the bullet down and smiled at them. "Gentlemen, we need to talk…."

Liz had a second chance. She wasn't going to waste it.

And so ends Uninstall. Thank you all for reading.