7:45 Evil Time

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*DISCLAIMER*

The views expressed in this short story are STRICTLY those of the characters. The author does not share these views.

But if you think otherwise, the author has recently moved to Australia.

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You stride down the street. You're bored, there's nothing to do. Well, in this city there always is.

Passing a child happily holding his mother's hand, you grab the lolipop that is – or was – clutched by his other hand.

You let a smile drift over your face as you stick it in your mouth. The sweet taste of strawberry overcomes you as the mother gives you a glare, while soothing her child.

It doesn't bother your conscious one bit. You know that likely, that child will shoplift two more in the near future.

And the mother is probably an assassin.

A smirk forms on your face as you watch an unfortunate man fall into a gaping hole in the ground. You are sure to avoid the spot as you walk by, but as you peer closer you can see the telltale signs of a special projector, disguising the hole. It was probably put there by a city worker, you know they're getting lazier every day.

Grabbing a newspaper off a rack, you cross over the road. The shop owner's protests fall on deaf ears as you laugh at the headline.

Thousands Killed Due to Holographic Bridge

Yesterday, thousands drove off of the Mevil Bridge and plunged into the icy, shark-infested waters below. Unknown to civilians, at about 12:00 last night a party-goer lit off some fireworks while crossing the bridge. As what is deemed to be a prank, the “fireworks” were actually mislabelled bombs. This caused a large portion of the bridge to fall to the Mevil River. A city crew hastily placed a hologram generator, but conveniently forgot to block off the bridge.

Most people (including family members of the dead) agree that this was a rather humorous prank, and are hoping to see the likes of it again in the future.

Mr. Vader,

Bad-To-Worse News Canada

You laugh at the cool picture of five cars tumbling through the bridge, and one creating a large splash as it hits the water, then toss the paper on the ground. Likely, it will be burned in the daily bonfires lit by citizens of Canada, but you hope that something will eat it, so you stop and quickly coat it with some spray-on mercury.

As soon as you turn around, you see a fist flying at your face. You hurriedly dodge and slam the other person in the face, and crack up as they spit out a bit of blood.

“Hey man,” says your best friend.

“Hey Bruce,” you reply, and quickly get him off-guard with a powerful uppercut. Unbeknownst to Bruce, you secretly slipped on a pair of brass knuckles.

He falls to the ground bleeding. “Nice shot, dude.”

“Thanks.”

You continue on, leaving Bruce behind you. By now you've come to a small bridge crossing a small stream. It looks nice, but you know that it's probably full of piranhas – some guy released a bunch a while back. Now they're everywhere, like poisonous squirrels.

Before crossing, you quickly slip on your expensive hologram detector glasses. You usually don't use them, because it makes you look dorky, but the newspaper article has made you paranoid. Luckily, it appears the bridge is in decent shape, so you cross, quickly stuffing the detectors back into your pocket.

As you walk down the other side of the bridge, you are suddenly struck by a notion and check your solid gold watch. (Nicked, of course. Best brand in town.)

7:45 ET (Evil Time)

You swear out loud. It seems you're going to be on time (for once) so you start to walk really slowly. Hopefully you'll be able to get late.

Suddenly, you hear a squeal of tires from behind you. It's not the sound of brakes, but of somebody speeding up.

You swivel around and see a large truck barrelling quickly towards you, gaining speed. Before you can get out of the way, it collides with you, and you go flying.

You can hear the driver yelling at you as everything goes black.

“That'll teach you to wear a Nicked t-shirt!”

Great. A “Stolen” brand supporter.

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Dedicated to the makers of Despicable Me. This isn't based off of it, but the start was kinda crafted like the start of Despicable Me. I just took it to... A new level ^^

(Yeah, Nicked/Nike :P Couldn't think of another brand that worked ^^)

I was just wondering what the world would be like if everyone was “evil” (supposing that people would still have to work and such)

Hope you enjoyed a bit of randomness!

(The title was all I could think of)

*This will soon be avaliable in E-book format! (Through Smashwords)

ARGH! This needs a cover...

7:45 Evil Time

By James_Janzen

© 2012

Written for Smashwords

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