The Time Assasin

The gunman ran up the stairs so swiftly
I had to do all I could to keep up
Time was ticking for him to make target
All I had to do was distract him to stop
He moved through the door of the stairs up ahead
Trying to close it back as I followed
I met him in time to press on the fight
Determination in my brow that was furrowed
I was pushed to the floor with a sudden rush
He had to time to waste on me
Rushing to his weapon he steadied himself
Proceeding to count down from three
I could not fail now I had come way to far
Through the stretches of time I had traveled
Back to this point where it all went wrong
Where reality itself was unraveled
I jumped to my feet for one last charge
I charged forward with my last ounce of strength
I could only hope that this was enough
To close distance over the separating length
I reached him in a moment but not all was as planned
I remember hearing the count come to one
Even though I had brought the assassin to ground
He still managed one shot from his gun
As I looked in his face to see if I failed
His look was as puzzled as I
We stood up to make out just what had transpired
If indeed his target did die

History had just been changed
I could only hope it was for the better
For my memory of exactly what I was here for
Is fading away and not getting any clearer