King's huge frickin' book of randomness galore:The ultimate

The swapper

"Help me....Please....help me...."

Ah, this familiar plea.

I'd heard it time and time again, and still I had not grown tired of it.

It was my job, afterall. My life blood.

"Why of course! Give me that which ails you, and I will give you your reward."

Yes.

Gifts and rewards are all well and good, but a curse.....a curse is infinitely better.

A curse is what drives this world

Chaos factor.

That which can both make and tear the world.....A good gift is balanced by a better curse.

"Help me...."

"Of course."

"Help me...."

"That is why I'm here!"

"Help me..."

But her....

Oh her....

"No....No....How did you know that? My name.....Who told you my name!?"

She had beat me.....

She had won.

"No....You promised me....You promised me!"

My name.

She spoke my name.

"Agh....! Damn you....DAMN YOU!" 

I was forced to retreat.

I needed to correct my balance.

And quickly.

Though I found myself smiling still.

That baby....

I did say I liked collecting curses.