[ WP ] `` Then I 'll put that uniform back on , and do it again . Nobody else can . ''

The room was blinding, the white plaster walls seemed to almost exude light like J.J. Abrams laid them himself, lens flare and all. In the center of the room was a beautiful desk of rich cherry wood, and behind it sat an aged man in a reclining leather office chair. His skin was wrinkled like leather, but his eyes sparkled with a child's curiosity that betrayed the grey color of his hair and beard. His eyes rose from the desk to track the younger man that just entered the room. 
 
 `` You wanted to see me sir?'' He wore a white suit that was almost incandescent in the room's overwhelming glow, and it was tailored to fit his slim form perfectly. His short hair was the color of black shoe polish, and it was slicked back smartly against his scalp. His mustache was immaculately trimmed and neatly complimented by the perfectly sculpted goatee that covered his chin. 
 
 `` Bad news I'm afraid son, your retirement is going to have to be postponed.'' 
 
 `` What?! But?!'' His face contorted in rage. `` I've been waiting millennia for this! You ca n't just cancel it and tell me to go back to work! Find someone else!'' 
 
 `` I'm so sorry my son...'' The old man sighed heavily, and rubbed his aged hands together. `` I thought by now they'd have worked it out, that they'd treat each other well. But they're still hurting one another, killing each other for the most foolish reasons. They lie, they cheat, they break my heart a little more each day.'' 
 
 The younger man sighed, and looked at the old man with his eyes full of pity and respect. 
 
 `` And yet, you still love them do n't you?'' 
 
 `` I do. You love your brothers and sisters too, I know, which is why it pains me to ask you to work again. To be the source of their fear and hatred. To be cruel so that they will learn to be kind. Someday, when they're ready, humanity will learn the truth about you and love you as I do Lou. But until then...'' 
 
 The young man grinned wickedly. 
 
 `` I get it dad. The vacation can wait. Someday they wo n't need me to keep them in line. But until then, I'll put that uniform back on and do it again.'' He adjusted his red silk tie, and grimaced slightly as two large black horns sprouted from his temples. 
 
 `` Nobody else can.''
