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HOMESCHOOL [Writing Competition] ~ Round 1: Short Stories
Better Version (A tasteless comedy of sorts that probably will put me on a watchlist)
Ryan Talhad, born Ryan Moore, was a hopeful murderer. That is not to say that he was a hopeful person. In fact, he was perhaps one of the most cynical people he had ever met. But he did have some hope. He hoped to be a murderer. It was, in a way, his life’s goal for the past year or so. He would murder the evil in this world, and leave it a better version for it.
Ryan, born in the upper class of the northern United States, had seen the scourge of humanity for himself. He had been in contact with royals and upper crust members from across the planet from the day he was born, and knew exactly how bad everyone was. There was no choice in his eyes than to deliver some kind of shocking message to the world in order to combat this evil. He had seen, over his long and eye-opening 17 years, exactly what those with power do with it. And it was bad, probably, for the most part, in some people’s hands.
Now, Ryan knew that the powerful were horrible. And who was the most powerful person that he had heard of? The President of his own country. If evil stemmed from somewhere, it very clearly stemmed from the top. This meant that he had no choice but to cut off the top. That is, to say, he knew that he had to kill the President. This, however, brought along a few issues that he had been addressing over the last few months.
For starters, he had no combat experience, driving experience, experience with terrorism, so on and so forth. He had never carried a gun in his life, and was not sure of where to get one. A gun store? Probably. He just needed some bullets or something, and he probably didn’t need to shoot for the most part, just look intimidating to make sure people didn’t get in the way. So this issue was solved, sort of.
But he still needed to kill the president. If he couldn’t shoot, what could he do? A metal weapon would require him to get too close. The president had some kind of guard, there was no way he’d get that close. But what if he could kill them too? Ryan thought of ways he could kill a bunch of people at once. Explosives? Same problem as the gun. Chemical weapons? Ryan had failed out of high school, so chemistry was a little beyond him. That was when he thought of the perfect idea. He would run over the president.
People couldn’t stop cars. But they might be able to shoot the windows, killing Ryan before he could carry out his mission. Clearly, his sport cars could not work for this situation. No, he needed a van. An armored van. That way, nobody could stop him. But he needed to find out where to get one. He didn’t know any car dealerships that provided armored vans. His father had once bought a tank, but his father was a bad man, probably. He had been caught cheating several times, and had a severe gambling addiction. Who knew what kinds of things a gambler like him would be caught up in? No, he could not trust his father on this one.
Ryan had money. But he could not buy a van. But what if he could take a van from somewhere? Ryan quickly paid a bunch of people to find armored vans from him. This led him to some shady dealers who sold vans, but they seemed like bad people, so Ryan avoided them. Instead, he opted to take a van that would probably have enough gas to allow him to drive into the white house gates and run over the president. Ryan would steal a treasury van.
Now, from the movies, he knew that a treasury van that had money in it would be heavily guarded. But Ryan did not need the money. So he would target the van after the money was gone, and thus it would not be as guarded. Ryan thought of how to stop the vans. He decided that since it would probably be driving on some empty road, he could use an explosive at least once. He just needed it to stop, so getting it somewhere in the general vicinity should be good.
With that it was settled. Ryan knew his plan. Knowing that getting stuff from a gun store might end up with people knocking on his door, Ryan decided that the only course of action would be to buy one off of one of the servants in the house. As poor people, they must have weapons to better protect themselves, he thought.
The servants did not have any guns, or at least tell him about them. Which was reasonable, since as a person of power, Ryan was not to be trusted. So in the end, Ryan was forced to buy a gun and some grenades off of some random site he found. It was expensive, but Ryan did not need the money.
And so it was set. Ryan received a parcel in 5 business days, with a gun and grenades packed with packing peanuts for safety. Ryan specifically asked the weapons be shipped this way, because he knew that if the contents were scratched, who knows what might happen. He decided to wait until the opportune time, keeping his weapons safe by tucking the gun in his pants and tying the grenades to himself with string.
Ryan knew that the van would be passing a specific area. It was taking a strange route to an unknown location, but because of that it was going to be easy to get to. Ryan waited outside a coffee shop stationed on the route and waited. As the van came by Ryan pulled out one of his grenades from under his coat and threw it.
As Ryan threw the grenade, he stumbled on a chair leg. The grenade took a very high arc, and the drivers saw it coming from up above. Quickly, they tried to turn away from it, but they succeeded only in blocking the rest of traffic from the blast. As the grenade went off, the passenger side was blown into along with one of the front wheels. The driver immediately came out with a pistol in hand.
Ryan knew this was the moment. He quickly reached deep into his pants to pull his own gun out, and tried to shoot. It wasn’t going off. Ryan fiddled with the gun, trying to see what it would take to make it work, when the driver approaching him fired a round right next to Ryan’s feet. This startled Ryan, so much that Ryan dropped the gun in his hands in surprise. The gun, being neither reliable nor safe, hit the ground, firing off the bullet that was left in the chamber. This was the only bullet in the gun, as Ryan had forgotten to load a magazine in. This one bullet pierced the head of the driver, killing him instantly.
It was at this time that Ryan realized the flaw in his plan. By throwing a grenade at the van, he had damaged it beyond the point of driving. He could not proceed with the plan. Ryan decided that now that he had been caught with weapons and could not go with the plan, he would carry out his last stand in the back of the van.
Quickly trying to figure out a way into the back of the van, Ryan did not notice the half dead passenger who had crawled from the passenger seat until he was right next to him. Panicking once again, Ryan attempted to throw another grenade at the man, no longer having his gun on him. However, the actual grenade was stuck on the pouches he was wearing, and he only succeeded in removing the pin. The two of them blew up, causing major damage to the road that would take very long to repair.
Later, the police arrived and discovered that the van had been holding a number of missing children. Due to the driver not carrying it with him, they also managed to find no small amount of evidence against a child slavery ring that had been evading them for a long time. Identifiable only through videos and pictures taken of the event, Ryan Talhad became known as a vigilante who had sacrificed his life to save those children taken into slavery.
And so it happened that Ryan Talhad, born Ryan Moore, member of the upper crust of the northern United States, hopeful and eventual murderer, became the martyr of a new human rights campaign, along with several others and had a street named after him, due to his botched attempt on committing an act of terrorism. It could be said that he did, indeed, leave the world a better version of itself.