2- The Terrorists

Ryan's eyes slowly opened and he spotted a man talking into a microphone. Apparently, the man was talking to a crowd before the podium. Ryan's eyes moved to the crowd, and he noticed that they were all nodding their heads, listening to the man speak. Because of this, Ryan turned his attention to the man and he too, listened.

"What I have created is a weapon that will bring down nations! Countries will fall and we will rule over them! We will be known as Terrorists and we will terrorize the entire world!" The man raised his fist into the air and the crowd all hailed him, shouting out his name; "Maekun Hitla!" 

Ryan stood up and he heard a very strange sound come from his body. It sounded like the clanging of iron. Every time he inhaled; he could feel an intense amount of power course through his veins. He jumped out from the bunches of metals on the table. These metals were precisely the weapons Maekun had created to destroy the world!

What is going on here? And why am I on all fours? Where are my arms? Ryan asked himself as he made his way out the stage through the back. He discovered that he was quite shorter than others around him and wondered what could be the reason. Ryan ran his way through the legs of others as they almost ended up kicking him away. What am I? An insect?

"What is that?" The others who saw him were quite spooked. They had never seen anything like him in their entire lives.

The building which Ryan inhabited was very large and complicated, having many doors, corridors and rooms. He became very frustrated and something very peculiar happened. A red bar appeared in his sight! Inside the bar, there were four options – Minor, Medium, Mega and The Supreme. The contents of the red bar juxtaposed the entire situation Ryan was in, leaving him even more confused about his whereabouts.

Ryan shivered in fear as he wondered whether he had appeared in the underworld. The last thing he remembered doing was tampering with the wrong wire in a nuclear bomb even though he had earlier predicted that the wire might be the wrong one. Ryan closed his eyes and opened them again hoping for the red bar to just disappear, but it remained.

He decided to carefully select one of the four options before his eyes. If he were to select a wrong option again, he was scared that it might mean his life. He slowly picked the 'Minor' option and the red bar turned green and some words appeared on it. 

A feminine voice read the message to him; The Minor option was a great choice! By choosing this option, you would be able to explode and the blast would damage anything within 10 meters. Would you like to activate? 

What? Explode! Ryan shook his head immediately and the green bar disappeared. He sighed in relief as he made his way through the endless corridors of the building. After several moments of running, he finally found the exit but it was heavily guarded by men who had scarfs all over their faces. They looked like the typical terrorist group. 

How do I leave this godforsaken place? Ryan asked himself, studying the men and their movements. Then, he remembered what had happened earlier! The people that saw him were terrified by his appearance. Even he himself did not know what he was, or how he looked like, but he hoped to be handsome. Ryan inhaled and exhaled deeply for about five seconds before he charged towards the exit. 

The terrorists guarding the exit saw him and they were terrified of his appearance just like he had wanted them to be. But what he didn't see coming was the fact that they had guns, and had been ordered to shoot anything they couldn't identify! The bullets from their guns dashed towards Ryan, but shockingly, he jumped into the air and avoided them all! His speed was extraordinary and this shocked the men including Ryan himself.

They continued spraying their bullets at the unidentified creature, but the creature kept dodging their bullets. They hoped the creature would tire out, but instead, they did! Exhausted, the terrorists collapsed on the ground and Ryan happily made his way through the exit. Of course not! That did not happen! The exit was barred by chains and locked by padlocks made by seven different countries! 

How am I gonna get out of this hell? Ryan lamented with a frown on his face. He charged at the door, bashing into it several times but he only inflicted pain on himself. He tried to open the door, but he couldn't find the key on the bodies of the soldiers. He opened up their mouths and searched inside – terrorists were known for swallowing important keys and terrorizing people. 

He dipped his hand into one of the terrorist's mouth, and tickled his throat flap. The man stood up and grabbed his stomach before vomiting some disgustingly digested food on the ground. Ryan found it disgusting, but still, he dived into the vomited food and spotted at least 25 keys! Why the hell would he swallow so many keys?

Ryan noticed that his hands resembled crab legs, but he didn't pay much attention to that since right now wasn't the time. He tickled the throat flaps of the other terrorists and they too, vomited disgusting food and keys with one exception. That one exception vomited only keys, there was no food at all. 

Does he eat keys for a living? Ryan felt a headache coming.

Ryan frowned. There was no way he could test all these keys in search for the right one; that would take at most two years! He glanced at the keys and discovered that they were more than a hundred! He felt like laughing at these men who swallowed keys, but now wasn't the time, he had to leave as soon as possible.

Hm. Maybe that bomb stuff might work. But how do I turn it on, by getting angry? Ryan frowned as the thought of him being here with no way out filled his mind. The red bar appeared and he selected the Minor option again. He activated it and a new information appeared before his eyes.

You have 100 lives and by activating the Minor option, you would lose four lives. Do you still want to proceed?

Ryan approached the door and nodded his head. The timer started its countdown from three to zero before Ryan went boom! He slowly opened his eyes and a smile formed on his face when he saw that the door had been blown open by the blast. Of course, he also triggered the intruder alarm which sent the other terrorist into a frenzy as they began wasting their bullets, charging at the entrance.

Ryan jumped through the exit and landed on the sandy ground. He jubilated happily, dancing around, "I'm finally out! I'm finally out! And there is no one here to stop me! Absolutely no one!"

BARK! BARK! BARK!

Ryan slowly turned backwards before charging into the trees as soon as he saw three pit bulls gazing down at him. The three dogs ran after him, barking at their prey with ferocious appearances. Ryan didn't dare slow down, if he did, he would definitely be torn to shreds and who knows what would happen then.

He wanted to hide so badly, but the pit bulls were right behind him! Ryan tried to shake them off his trail but they had glued their eyes on him and weren't will to take them off until they had torn him to shreds.

"I swear when I get my teeth in you, you're gonna wish you'd never been born!" One of the pit bulls roared out.

"When I get my claws in you, you're gonna bleed real bad!" Another dog grinned evilly.

The last dog couldn't find any cool lines to say so he kept quiet. The other two pit bulls glanced at him with a frown – obviously, they wanted him to say something and he finally did. "When I get my tongue in you, you're gonna moan for daddy!"

"Oh! That's such a poor line Henry!" The oldest looking among them complemented.

"Why are you always like this? You always ruin the game!" The other dog barked at Henry.

How can I understand them? Ryan asked himself in shock as he continued locomoting his crab-like legs.