[center][b][u]8:38 AM, July 21st
Waldberg General Hospital, Cancer Ward
Coast City[/u][/b]

This was going to be a [i]very[/i] special day. A very [i]fun[/i], very [i]awesome[/i] day. They were coming to grant his wish. The thing he wanted most. Any minute now they would walk through that door and make his dream come true.

[color=Crimson]“WHERE ARE THEY?!”[/color] He roared, causing his parents to flinch. Their eyes frantically darted to each other, as if expecting the other to have the answer. [i]Stupid.[/i]

Finally, his mother stepped forward wringing her hands. “B-Billy, they said they’ll be here by 8:45. T-that’s just seven minutes away.”

[color=Crimson]“OH BOY I’M SO EXCITED!!”[/color] He screamed, throwing a snow globe beside his bed at his mom’s head, which she deftly dodged.

“I...I’m so very happy for you, Billy,” his father paled, offering him a weary smile.

Rocking eagerly in his bed, [url=http://media.gettyimages.com/photos/tired-little-boy-with-cancer-picture-id509245878]“Little” Billy Johnson[/url] grinned ear-to-ear as his eyes practically bulged from his skull, firmly locked on the door. Seven minutes until his wish was granted. Maybe six now.

He didn’t scream anymore for that duration of time. Instead he remained focused, his eyes practically burning a hole through the door. Wouldn’t [i]that[/i] be cool? If he could just burn this entire place down? That would be [i]so fucking funny![/i]

Then the door finally opened and he saw them. Those [i]stupid[/i] blue “Make-a-Wish” shirts they all wore! Oh boy!

“Hi, Billy! We’re from the Make-a-Wish Foundation and-”

[color=Crimson]“I WANT TO BE THE RED RANGER!!!”[/color] Billy screamed at the top of his lungs, causing the man leading the trio to flinch slightly.

“Uh...y-yeah, so we’ve heard!” He smiled, gesturing for the woman beside him to step forward. She had a small box in her hand which she sat on Billy’s bed while grinning like an idiot. “And so we talked to Saban and they made this just for you!”

Throwing off the top of the box with such enthusiasm that it smacked the woman in the face, Billy’s eyes lit up in joy. [color=Crimson]“OH BOY!!”[/color]

“Er...we have quite a fun day planned for you,” the man continued, checking on his coworker as she rubbed her nose. “We’re going to go where they’re filming the newest series. You’ll get to see how your favorite show is-”

[color=Crimson]“I WANT TO FIGHT A MONSTER!!!”[/color] Billy roared, already having ripped his hospital gown off and thrown it over his dad’s head. He was now squeezing his way into his new outfit.

Left with a really [i]stupid[/i] expression on his face for several moments, the man who was speaking to him used a handkerchief to wipe his brow. “W-well, we might be able to arrange something later if you’re g-”

[color=Crimson]‘I. WANT. TO. FIGHT. A. MONSTER. NOW!!!”[/color] He yelled at twice the volume as before, all of the stupid adults taking a step back. [color=Crimson]“MOM! WHERE IS MY BAT?!”[/color]

His mother practically wilted at this. “B-Billy, I [i]really[/i] don’t think you should bring your-”

[color=Crimson]“NOBODY CARES WHAT YOU THINK YOU DUMB COW!!”[/color] Billy seized a bedpan and threw it at her. [color=Crimson]“BRING ME MY BAT!!”[/color]

Today was going to be [i]so special![/i]

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[b]Coast City Memorial Park, 9:22 AM[/b]

“R-right, Billy...we had to buy this monster costume from the store so it might not look as good as your costume, but I hope it-”

[color=Crimson]“OH BOY!!!”[/color] Billy’s eyes lit up in excitement upon seeing the [i]stupid[/i] monster before him. It looked so damn fake, it was just like the show! [color=Crimson]“IT’S MORPHIN’ TIME!!!”[/color]

The man in the suit held his hands up as Billy charged at him with his favorite metal baseball bat. “Woah, now Billy, careful you don’t hurt someone wi-OH SWEET JESUS MY QUAD!”

Billy slammed the bat into his outer thigh, a beaming grin adorning his face. When the monster began to fall, he followed it up with a shot to his elbow, but before bringing it right up between his legs. [color=Crimson]“AHAHAHA!! GO GO POWER RANGERS!!”[/color]

“P-please...help...he-AGH!” The monster screamed like a [i]moron[/i] as Billy slammed the bat into his shoulder and then across his back.

“BILLY STOP!” The lead Make-A-Wish idiot rushed forward and grabbed ahold of his bat. “You’re hurting him, Billy!”

Billy’s eyes flared behind his Red Ranger helmet at this. Didn’t he know that red was the [i]leader?![/i] Nobody told [i]him[/i] what to do!! [color=Crimson]“YOU’RE RUINING MY WISH!!!”[/color]

Forcefully shoving the end of the bat into the [i]stupid[/i] Make-A-Wish guy’s mouth, the man reeled back with a yell as he covered his face, something small and white clattering to the ground between his fingers. “GAGH! M-MY CROWN!”

[color=Crimson]“MY MOUTH IS DRY NOW!”[/color] Billy screamed. [color=Crimson]“I WANT ICE CREAM!!”[/color]

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[b]Baskin Robbins, 9:33[/b]

[color=Crimson]“I WANT CHOCOLATE CHIP COOKIE DOUGH!”[/color] Billy screamed in excitement, the patrons eating in the establishment all staring in confusion and shock. Adults were [i]stupid[/i] like that. They even made him take off his helmet.

The man and woman - there were only two now, the monster had to go to the hospital for some stupid reason - glanced to each other and then to the menu. Finally, they warily turned back to him. “Billy...I...I don’t think they have that flavor. B-but look, there’s dozens of [i]other[/i] kinds of ice cream!”

[color=Crimson]“What,”[/color] Billy responded in an almost inaudible monotone. [color=Crimson]“They...THEY DON’T HAVE CHOCOLATE CHIP COOKIE DOUGH?!”[/color]

The man immediately stepped forward, trying to grab Billy. “Now listen here you...you! I’ve about had enough! We came here to make this day [i]special[/i] for you, but you keep-ARGH!”

Billy smashed the bat into his knee, before turning it on the ice cream display. [color=Crimson]“STUPID GROWN UPS NEVER GIVE ME WHAT I WANT!!”[/color]

When the glass shattered beneath his bat, several people stood in shock, the people behind the counter shouting at him. How [i]dare[/i] they yell at him on this, the day where he was supposed to get his wish? He hated all of their [i]stupid[/i] faces.

“That’s [i]enough![/i]” The woman - who hadn’t really said anything the whole time - finally stepped forward, drawing her hand back to slam it across Billy’s face. The audible crack rang out through the Baskin Robbins.

The bat clamored to the ground, Billy raising his hand to cup where she had struck him. [color=Crimson]“You...hit me…?”[/color]

“Yes!” She snapped. “You’ve been...you have to be the single worst [i]brat[/i] I have ever had the infinite displeasure of meeting! In all my days working for the Foundation, I’ve never met a more miserable, more insufferable, more [i]psychotic[/i] little monster than you! What the hell is [i]wrong[/i] with you?!”

Billy, the shock having at last worn off, slowly shifted his gaze to meet hers. [color=Crimson]“I….hate all of you...all of you...YOU STUPID FUCKING GROWN UPS! YOU SHOULD BE THE ONES DYING, NOT ME!!!”[/color]

“Why you little-” She started, when once again the sound of breaking glass caused her to flinch. Staring up at the ceiling for some [i]stupid[/i] reason, Billy instinctively followed her gaze.

There was...something red glowing up there. Because of that glow and its small size, he couldn’t really make out what it was. For some reason, though...he really liked the look of it. And then it spoke to him.

“William Johnson of Earth, you possess great rage in your heart. You belong to the [i]Red Lantern Corps[/i].”

It spoke in such a robotic way. Robots were cool, so that was cool! [color=Crimson]“I LOVE RED!!”[/color]

As if responding to his enthusiasm, the thing floated down towards him. Billy reached out to grasp it, but instead it slid onto his finger. It was ring, he could tell now. Like on Captain Planet! But...but now he felt -

[color=Crimson]“BLURGH!”[/color] Billy hacked, blood spewing from his mouth as the people inside the Baskin Robbins gasped in horror. His heart hurt...his entire body felt like it was on fire. He’d never felt any sort of pain like this before...but for some reason, he [i]loved[/i] it.

His Red Ranger suit was immediately burned away, but beneath it he was wearing a [i]new[/i], even [i]cooler[/i] uniform. All throughout his body he could feel the raw power, the raw [i]anger[/i] flowing through him. But then, he’d always had that anger, hadn’t he? Now it just...it felt a hundred times more [i]amazing!![/i]

“B-Billy,” the Make-A-Wish guy - having been on the ground clutching his knee - finally spoke up. “W-what’s happening? What [i]is[/i] this?”

Slowly lifting into the air as a crimson glow surrounded him, his eyes - now encircled by a red mask - centered on the man. [color=Crimson]“MY WISH.”[/color]

Vomiting up that strange blood for the second time, it engulfed both of the Make-A-Wish workers, their bodies - bones and all! - melting into a smouldering puddle that began eating through the floor. The people inside the building started shrieking in terror as they attempted to run past him. But they weren’t going to escape. None of them would. None of them had listened to him. None of them had given him what he wanted, what he [i]deserved![/i]

Smashing up through the roof of the Baskin Robbins, Billy clenched his ring-bearing fist and thrust it forward at the building. From his ring emerged a crimson beam that pierced the roof...and in an instant the ice cream shop erupted in a ball of fire that engulfed everyone trying to flee from it. Said fire continued to expand into the street and adjacent buildings, and Billy could see it all. See it in slow motion as it burned their flesh, melted their eyes, broke their bodies...it was [i]so fucking cool!![/i]

[color=Crimson]“OH BOY!!”[/color] Billy screamed in delight, flying off to burn more of those [i]stupid[/i] adults and their [i]stupid[/i] kids...starting with his old school. [color=Crimson]“GO GO RED LANTERN!!”[/color][/center]