Hi, the wrong person at the right time can change everything.
That is something I was told before everything happened.
My name is Mark Myers, I was a 15 year old dude just living life the best way I could do.
I was watching one of my favorite series Kamen Rider Build again with my family as the snow fell outside.
It was Christmas time. A Time of tradition.
It was a Christmas tradition that my older Brother and I made to watch Kamen Rider along with digimon and Ben 10 during our Christmas break.
We were at the part when the main character Kiyru Sento transforms into the hero Kamen Rider Build to fight agent Blood Stalk after reveling who he really was.
"Man, I love this reveal, every single time it hurts my soul." My brother would say this as I was watching the events unfolded.
"It is still a gut punch even today" agreeing with him as the fight continued.
I still remembered when I first watched this when I was 11 and couldn't get enough of Power Rangers and went looking for more like it until I found this series.
All along there was a hole world of media that I was oblivious to.
The Tokusatsu series, guys in full suites fighting monsters with explosions and actions that astounded me every time I watched it.
"What I wouldn't do to be something like that." I said as my brother turned to me.
"Get beat up in an ally?" He said in a smart aleck tone.
"You know what I mean" I shouted back at him. "I be a suit wearing hero, to fight monsters and save people, to have cool explosions happen around me as the music swells saying an amazing one-liner to your fallen enemies. "
"And get beaten up in the abandoned warehouse district." My brother said as a pillow was thrown at me.
As it hit my face I remembered another tradition we had was to pillow box at a random time when know one would predict.
"Ready Set Go" My brother yelled as a right hook with a pillow was approaching me.
I grabbed the pillow that was thrown at me and used it as a shield to parry the oncoming assault.
This lasted only a second as a left was coming, I new it all to well.
I ducked instinctually as the pillow flies overhead.
I then counter attack my brother with an uppercut out of know where as he falls onto the couch.
"dang it, lost again" he said lying on the couch pretending to be in pain.
" Victory for Vegeta" I say victorious over my opponent.
I laugh in his face as I was striking a pose imagining an explosion happening behind me.
"Alright alright" my brother said as he was getting up from his couch.
"Time to open some of the presents we got this year, hope I don't get coal again" he said thinking how their dad actually got them coal for Christmas when they were just playing around in an abandoned mall one time.
" I actually thought that was pretty funny" I said remembering the look on my brothers face as if I was some type of insane person.
As this was happening, only a few days later everything will go wrong.
Or is it wrong to make a wish while hoping for more goodtime to roll.
A girl covered in scars and blood was crawling along a floor of ruins and plant life awaiting the inevitable death that is sure to come.
Her eyes failing to close from the trauma inflicted to her head.
Until she saw a faint shine falling through the darkness, as it hit the floor in front of her a loud bang resonated through the ancient cavern.
She looked at it through her haze and saw a piece of metal fall in front of her.
It was something she did not recognize or know but it called out to her as if a voice was saying, no pleading to be picked up. Her instincts told her the thing in front of her had some sort of power.
Power she needed, wanted, had finally appeared in her hands.
'At deaths door already so nothing really mattered either way' she thought as she reached out to the object.
Even if she never completed her goal, her dream.
She felt at peace, even if this was the end for her.
She won't know what will happen now but it is something the world wouldn't like very much