[ WP ] Someone just accidentally saved a lot of bad people 's lives

I had always wanted to be a hero. 
 
 
 
 Growing up in the playground we would form gangs of Power Rangers; the originals, not the ninja space priate deluxe exe kind. 
 
 The wow that's kinda racist once you think about it kind. Every recess we would team up and proceed to fight other gangs of Power Rangers. 
 
 I knew my future was to become one of them. I would be a Power Ranger. I would save the world. 
 
 Unfortunately, with how the job market currently is, being a Power Ranger is not economically feasible in this day and age. 
 
 
 Plus, they are not real. 
 
 
 
 I had always wanted to be a hero. 
 
 Instead, I'm an overweight, overstressed, overworked debt collector. 
 
 I'm the scum who calls you during family dinner, who nags you about the bills you have not paid. I am the one who stops your kids from getting to go to Disneyland. 
 
 I am a loser. In the grand scheme of things my life does n't matter. No one would notice if I died. 
 
 Do n't worry, fictional audience, I'm not going to kill myself, I am just being honest....my life simply has no significance. People just do n't notice me. 
 
 
 During my lunch break, I like to people watch. It is a way for me to have a life -- I vicariously live through others. You can learn a lot through people watching. 
 
 For example, take that couple over there, who are entering into the bakery called Sugar Rush -- who has the best peanut butter chocolate chip cookies ever. Sorry, lost focus. 
 
 You can tell the couple are newlyweds. Look at how she holds his hand, their fingers interlocked like how he is the only person in the world that matters. See the way he stares at her? It's like she is the only one he can see. They are definitely just married. 
 
 Plus they got out of the car that has `` just married'' written on the back windshield. 
 
 In the last moments of my lunch break I see something interesting. I see a man, who is large and muscular, trying to be inconspicuous. He has been staring at a group of tourists for a while, pretending to read a book for some time. He does n't change the pages, and his coffee has been empty for almost as long as he has been there, despite him pretending to take drinks. 
 
 The tourists enter and exist the various shops following the path to towards the train platform. I'm assuming they're heading to the capital, since the man watching them said that into his phone. 
 
 The tourist are none the wiser that this man has been watching and following them. 
 
 I can tell this guy is trouble. He just gives off an aura that feels bad. Plus he has a gun. I just saw it briefly as he got up from his chair to follow them to the platform, and by the speed he is walking, I can tell something is about to happen. 
 
 Plus he hung up his phone after saying, `` It's happening now.'' 
 
 I follow. 
 
 He is walking down the steps to the platform. The train is approaching now. They do n't see him behind them. His gun is out. 
 
 
 I had always wanted to be a hero. 
 
 Now's the chance. 
 
 
 I leap from steps and yell the first thing I can think of, `` it's morphing time!'' I frog splash on him in a way that would make Eddie Guerro proud. A few shots rang out, none of them hitting the tourists. 
 
 People scream, the tourist make it to the train and the train takes off, heading to the capital. 
 
 
 I think of what I will say to the news stations. `` Hero? I'm no hero. I was just at the right place at the right time. Anyone would have done it.'' I'm so enamored with my press conference and possible movie deal I do n't notice the pain until it felt like my chest was on fire. I look down... my white shirt crimson. 
 
 The man pushes me off him, and begins to put pressure on my wound. `` You idiot,'' he says, `` why did you do that?'' `` You have no idea what you've just done. Stay with me!'' He orders. 
 
 
 `` I had always wanted to be a hero...'' I weakly reply. 
 
 The man responds, `` well, you're no hero today tubby, I'm FBI.'' I can tell he's telling the truth by his badge. 
 
 I had always wanted to be -- before I lose consciousness, I see a bright light and mushroom cloud. 
 
 

