Ron stood up and held her while she began to speak.

"But I don't just fall over. My mother owed debt to a few too many people, and so as a curse, any children that she gave birth to would have limited powers and die slowly." A tear fell down her cheek as she explained.

"Some of the powers I already wasted. There are only two left. The people who cursed my mom also cursed me with other things. I was cursed and responsible for two jobs."

Mike grabbed his coat shortly after Des and Ron left and headed out in they're direction slowly. He saw them, walked up, and listened behind them so they didn't know he was there.

"I have no control over what I do. I lose brain power and the curse takes over. You have to understand that. The bad thing is, once I die, certain things in life will cease to exist."

Ron shook."like what?"

"Inanimate objects. Like Love. Hope. Friendship. I destroy towns, until I die."

"You what?"

"I wish I didn't have to tell you this. But..I'm dying."

"What ARE you?"

She laughed. Ron recognized it as the one he had heard earlier.

"I am the east, the west, the night and the day. But most of all, I am the angel of life, and my sister is the angel of death."

"Your...sister?"

"Yeah.. My mom had a previous child before me. Shannelle. Well, she's about to die as well."

Ron sat on the bench, and Des sat next to him, as he comforted her and rubbed her back.

"Wait, you're sister's name is Shannelle? I know a Shannelle who lives in Vancouver..."

Destiny caught his eyes. "Most likely her. She likes to follow everyone around..."