Project Blackhawk (or The Blackhawk Experiment)
Not Friends, Enemies = Project Complete, Time to Return to Normal Once More
The three men appeared in the 2006 Draft room again. They saw themselves appear from earlier.
“Okay, remember what I said about the rules, well, you can talk and communicate to yourselves here, watch!” Dave stated. He darted forward and grabbed himself on the shoulder.
Dave Bolland 2.0 turned to Dave and was shocked. “What did we do?”
“Don’t talk to the GM, let the Hawks take Jonathan Toews in the Draft.”
“Just let it happen trust me, the future isn’t great.”
Brandon and Andrew darted forward.
“Because Jonathan’s a Colorado Avalanche player, who’s buddies with Gabriel Frickin’ Landeskog!” Brandon Bollig snapped.
“And Patrick’s with Tampa Bay! He’s a Lightning Bolt!!” Andrew added on.
The future time travelers looked at their counterparts hopefully. Dave 2.0 nodded after some time. He motioned to Andrew 2.0 and Brandon 2.0. Andrew 2.0 was looking at his future self with a smug grin on his face.
“Damn, I still look hot in the future.”
“Yeah you do,” Andrew responded. They high-fived each other.
“Alright, get on the transporter, Andrew. We don’t want Jonny to be an Av or Kaner to be a Lightning Bolt!” Dave 2.0 ordered, taking charge.
They got on the pad and vanished in the blue sparkling energy. The real trio turned and huddled together, motioned by Dave.
“Alright, so now, something weird is gonna happen, our timeline is done, so we are no more,” Dave stated.
“Will it hurt?” Andrew asked. “I’m sure I know what you are talking about, but will it hurt?”
“No...well maybe a little, but we’re just going to become nonexistent now, because we technically have never occurred now.”
They began to fade away.
“Ow,” Brandon remarked, sarcastically.
They vanished away.
The trio returned from their attempted mission to thwart the draft. This was the new timeline that would follow and happen.
“So, what now?” Brandon asked Dave in the warehouse once more.
Dave shrugged, but replied with, “Whatever it was that we succeeded in doing, must have had negative consequences in the future. So we can’t mess up the “Kazer” then.”
“I guess we’ll just have to learn to live with them, or at least I will,” Andrew remarked folding his arms and heaving a heavy, exaggerated sigh.
“I guess so, maybe they aren’t so bad...I mean if it was bad enough that our future selves had to teleport back to warn us, it must be pretty bad the other way,” Brandon said.
“Jonny would be with the Colorado Avalanche though and Patrick with the Tampa Bay Lightning? That would be weird...” Andrew stated, looking sort of disgusted. “I can’t imagine them in those jerseys.”
“Right,” Brandon agreed.
“So what do we do now?” Both Brandon and Andrew looked to Dave.
“I guess we’re done. The present will remain so and Kazer will remain a thing together in Chicago,” Dave remarked.
Brandon and Andrew shared a look and then looked down at their feet. They were slightly disappointed. The fun was over…
That’s when, suddenly, the walls shook and the ground convulsed, almost like a quick 6.0 magnitude Earthquake struck the building. They somehow remained on their feet, but were shaken and confused.
“What the hell was that?” Brandon asked.
“I don’t know...but it can’t have been good,” Dave remarked. He darted to the computer and opened it up. He typed in “Jonathan Toews and Patrick Kane” to the internet search engine (Safari). He gasped. “Oh no!!”
“What? What?” Andrew and Brandon darted over to him.
Dave pointed at the screen with the results. Jonathan Toews had been selected by Chicago in the Draft, and Patrick Kane too, but things had gone haywire somewhere along the line. In the 2009-2010 season, Jonathan was traded to Colorado and Patrick to Tampa Bay. The Stanley Cup between the Blackhawks and Flyers had never happened...and there was more...there were more disturbing articles...like for instance the first one that stood out.
Someone had interviewed Jonathan Toews and asked him, “What is your least favorite city to play in?”
Jonathan Toews had responded with, “I hate Chicago!”
Andrew Shaw..... :P
Uh oh...what happened now? Why didn't things completely change? What's going on???? OH NO!!!!
Next up: Jonathan Hates Chicago...and Kaner's Missing??
It's okay, it took time for me too :P That's how I pictured Sid like when I was in 8th grade (except less violent than your view of Sid), but now I picture him as a 4 year old stuck in a 27 year old's body! XDDDD