Ryan+Ko

=__**Deception Of Sacrifice**__=

=__**Deprivation of Hope**__=

 The swaying of the fuselage awoke Bryan as he was enduring a nightmare so horrific that he noticed goose bumps on his chunky arms. Total fear engulfed Bryan as he peered out the petite window. The flying beast was sinking to the surface of the aqua sea. Numerous thoughts traveled through Bryan’s brain, but nothing more than the thought of what his caring family would do without him. For family came first in his life. A sudden gust of misty wind flew under the beast, heaving it up. Bryan glanced behind him and the whole massive tail of the plane had been torn off, then everything began to fade.

 Bill was typing a report on common courtesy for his enormous university assignment when his brother Phil elbowed him. Phil, an arrogant person, yet intelligent being repetitively teased his brother, so Bill thought Phil was pulling another one of his stupid stunts, but little did he know, he was being warned. A second later, the sheet of glass beside him shattered into a million pieces. This wind rushed violently passed his cauliflower ear deafening him. Suddenly, the oxygen masks plummeted in front of everyone in the fuselage except Phil. The feeling of nausea started to consume him. Then an ear piercing “screech” swept the room. Phil noticed a tiny piece of a metallic object flash by him. The light within Phil slowly diminished.

=***=

Gasping for air, Bryan swam to the surface of the majestic ocean. Its beauty disguised the many lives it consumed over the years. Stunningly, a golden life raft rose from the bellows of the sea, rising Bryan a foot from the surface. Bryan heard numerous people yelling for help, so he paddled along and was able to fit two more people in the raft.

Bryan questioned, “Are you hurt?”

Breathing heavily, one of the people replied, “Were fine, but my brother is finding it difficult to hear.”

“As long as you’re not bleeding, everything will be just fine. We’ll head over to that island in the distance.”

It took Bryan about an hour to paddle the raft to shore. He was mentally and physically exhausted. Bryan and the two other were relieved they were still alive. Sand dollars were scattered all across the beach, some had been demolished, and some still intact. The three survivors of Oceanic A-15 had many questions, but the most vital of them all was where they were.

Bryan didn’t know where to begin, so he asked, “What are your names.”

The guy answered, “That’s Bill and I’m Phil. We’re twins.”

Bryan distinguished Phil as the one with the cauliflower ear.

“And may I ask, what your name is?” questioned Bill.

“My name is Bryan Doodleberg. I am the finder of the quantum theory.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you Bryan. My job is to inspect children’s toys for any safety violations and my brother Bill is the head security officer at CERN.”

“That’s quite the job your brother has,” replied Bryan. “We can discuss our lives later; instead we should take inventory of our possessions.”

Bryan searched the raft for useful equipment and found a tarp that was strapped to the bottom of the raft. He also removed the rope that was used to hold on to, around the outside. Phil had a whistle tied around his neck that was used to alert the employees of the toy company of a safety violation. Bill had already emptied his pockets and all he had was an ancient generic pocket knife. It was becoming chilly on the beach and the sky was losing its life.

Bryan explained, “Phil and I will start building a shelter, and Bill, you can scour the land for food.”

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Willingly Bill strutted to forest nearby. While Bill was looking for food, Bryan and Phil came up with a plan for a shelter. It would be built from the fallen oak trees a few meters away. Both Bryan and Phil heaved each tree into a tipi shape. Once they had finished, they put the tarp on it. The hut looked like a knock-off of a First Nation tipi, but it suited their needs. Bill had still not returned from his voyage and night had fallen upon them.

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Billy bravely said, “I’m going to look for my brother. If you want, you can come, I leave it up to you.”

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Without any hesitation Bryan followed. <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">The ominous light in the sky was secreted by the gigantic trees. The singing of the owls broke the silence that would have been engulfing the guys. Bryan never did like the night, for he always thought something was going to jump out at him. They were following Bill’s footsteps when they heard mysterious moaning noises ahead of them. It was Bill. He was jerking up and down on the ground.

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">While in pain, Bill explained, “I was assaulted from the side by some kind of four legged creature with tusks. I think it was a boar. That was about an hour ago and I’ve been lying here ever since, waiting for someone to help me.”

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“We’ll help you back to the beach so you can get some rest.”

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">The two guys lifted Bill from both of his shoulders and guided him back to the beach. There were many roots travelling through the ground so they had to be cautious of where they stepped.

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif'; font-size: 14.6667px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">When they arrived back at their camp, they heard rustling in their hut. Suddenly, a human-like figure stumbled out of the tent. It had paint on his its rugged face was totally black.

=__**Trust No One**__=

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Bryan fortunately noticed the rope from the golden raft lying on the deserted beach. Immediately, he grasped it and flung it like a lasso at the mysterious being. Saddening, the worm like rope arrived behind the person’s gigantic feet. Bryan pouted in failure. In shock, the man heard the sound of a “thump” and quickly turned around. He wore a horrid mask that encased his identity. The colour of darkness engulfed it. Quickly, Bryan tossed the rope once more. Direct Hit! The rope was lightly choking the black figure. Inside, Bryan rose with success.

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“What are you trying to do?” yelled the masked figure.

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“You speak English?” replied Bryan.

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“Of course I do, my ancestors that inhabited this island were British.“

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">‘What are you doing in our hut?” questioned Bill.

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“I thought you might possess medical supplies, for I sprained my toe while trampling through the treacherous forest.”

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“Oh,” said Bryan,“are you alone?”

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“I am part of a tribe known as the Quar. We are a somewhat civilized people. My name is Bowen. Would you like to witness the ways of my people?”

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Stuttering, the three survivors prattled amongst each other to determine if this man, known as Bowen, was speaking the truth. Two minutes had past until they came to a justified conclusion; they accepted his offer, as they were curious as whether his tribe possessed means of rescue. Bowen asked them to follow him.

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“We have one problem,” mentioned Phil, “I am severely injured.”

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“No problem,” replied Bowen, "your friends and I can carry you to my people’s village.”

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“I guess so,” murmured Phil. <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; display: block; font-family: serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: center; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">*** <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">When the four arrived at the secluded village, Phil, Bill, and Ryan were completely surprised to observe a circular town of about one kilometer in diameter, embedded in the monstrous forest. It looked as though the town was a late 1800’s British style village. Everyone had their own minuscule gardens and traded produce as a substitute for money. In aw, Bryan asked around what year Bowen’s ancestors arrived on this island.

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Legend has it,” explained Bowen; “that our ancestors were European pirates who voyaged throughout the sea, landed on various islands, and dug for diamonds. Since the second most common element found within the Earth crust is silicon, many of the pirates’ lungs became crammed with silica dust. This then leads to the disease called pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanokoniosis. As most of the people were infected with this disease, they did not have enough strength to progress to the next island, so they inhabited this place, known as Alcecveria.”

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“That is quite interesting,” said Bill, but my brother requires medical attention; do you have a doctor here?”

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“Of course we do,” replied Bowen, “He’s right over in that building.”

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif'; font-size: 14.6667px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">As they approached the outdated structure, Bryan noticed that nobody was anywhere near the perimeter of the building. This raised numerous questions in Bryan’s curious mind, as to whether or not they were actually being lead to a doctor. Once they entered the structure, the three heard multiple voices echoing throughout the hallways. Every single wall was engulfed with spider webs and mass amounts of dust. Ancient tribal statues were suspended from the cedar roof. One was a figure that appeared strangely similar to Anubis and his slaves on an enormous ship. Another was of a man bent over on both knees praying for mercy to some gigantic dark figure. Once Bryan observed these statues, he realized he wasn’t in a medical center, but in a sacrificial chamber. Seven masked beings emerged from each hallway. Soon enough they were surrounded by eternal darkness.

=__**A New Beginning**__=

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">When the three woke up, Bryan distinctly peered around the chamber and noticed shadows bounding on the aged walls. From the shadows emerged a beastly figure with the head of a jackal; it was the God of death: Anubis. He started to approach them when suddenly; they began to float towards the ancient ceiling. Grieving for hope, Bryan prayed they would be rescued. Soon after, the roof hovering over them began to slide to either side of the mysterious chamber. An ominous burst of light consumed the flight passengers; then they abruptly rose to the sky. The blinding light flashed memories before Bryan’s mind. His treacherous childhood reminded him he had to act brave and overcome any obstacle that lay in his path, except Bryan was oblivious to what events took place to him and the others. Once they were released from the tomb, a blazing being took shape from the sun. It now perched itself on the nearby volcano.

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">In a deep voice the figure boomed, “I am Amun Ra, who are thou?”

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“We are the survivors of a plane crash,” yelled Phil.

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“What is this entity you call a plane?” questioned Ra.

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“It is used as a source of air transportation,” replied Bryan.

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“So..., you were in that wretched soaring creature in the heavens.”

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“Correct,” answered Bryan. “What are you?”

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“I am the God of the sun and I sustain life on Earth, without me, nothing would survive.”

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“Why did you save us?” asked Bill.

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“Any enemy of Anubis is a friend of mine; we have had an ever-lasting conflict between each other and I always love to spoil his plans.”

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“Can you remove us from this cursed island?” questioned Bryan.

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“Of course I can, but there is a price that must be compensated; one of you will have to become my servant for eternity; decide now and let you fate be sealed.”

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“I am willing to assume position as your servant,” replied Bryan, “for Phil and Bill are brothers and should not be separated.”

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“Very well!” announced Ra, “first you must be purified.”

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Suddenly, Bryan was stunningly teleported beside Ra on top of the volcano mystical volcano. He was then placed into the lava and began to morph into something of a fireball. Finally, Ra reached into one of Bryan’s eye sockets and tore out his right eye.

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“You are now half-human and half-God,” exclaimed Ra.

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“Your first task is to remove this island of Anubis.”

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“As you wish master,” complied Bryan.

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif'; font-size: 14.6667px; text-align: start; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">The volcano astonishingly began to rumble underneath Bryan’s feet. A mystical fountain of molten lava tore through the sky, thus propelling the island downwards into the sea. As the force of the jet-like lava ripped the sky, Bill and Phil were once again engulfed by light and vanished into thin air. The island had now plummeted beneath the depths of the illuminating ocean. Bryan asked where Phil and Bill were teleported to, but Ra never gave him a straight answer. All he explained was they got what they deserved. Magically, a pyramid shaped island formed in the vast sea and engraved on the surface was Phil and Bill’s terrified faces.