Chapter Three
Ryan has always had strange dreams, bad dreams, dreams that would make the worst war look like a childrens story. The dream he had this night was no different if not for the fact that the other kings were there. Ryan has always been taught not to trust anyone for they will bring their own agenda against you but in this dream all of the kings were fighting together. Even that fool was covering Michael's back, and Michael was trusting him of all things! It was unnerving to say the least. A huge bang distracted him from his observation of the other kings. Something huge took one step, and it let out the loudest cry ever heard. "Geoff!" Someone yelled.
"Wake up my King," a soft voice said. Ryan was instantly alert, no one was allowed in his room ever. Looking around his room he realized it wasn't his room after all but his laboratory. "Are you alright sir?" the young maid asked.
"Why wouldn't I be?" the king said in his deep voice that echoed because of the skull mask that encased his face.
"No reason my Lord. It's pretty late, do you want me to tidy up while you go to bed?" the brunette asked.
"No, I'm actually going to finish up here. You may leave." he said while standing and going over to the prodject he had set up on the other table. The girl bit her tounge for what she wanted to say but knew if she did she would face this man's wrath. Ryan went back to his study, purposly ignoring the woman who should have never been in the lab in the first place. He had work to do and little time to do it. He needed all of the power of his ring to create his expiriments.