“The Rise of Zeus – Chapter VII (Pt 3)”
Author’s Note: This is a Take Ten to Write story and has not been proofread for errors. If I feel inspired or if there’s interest in the story, I’ll post a revised, edited, and extended version at a later date. Happy reading!
ZEUS (cont.)
“Visions don’t foretell the future,” Athena says. “They just predict it.”
“Isn’t that the same thing?”
She gives me a glare that says ‘Of course not, dummy.’
I hold my hands up. “Okay, geez, sorry.”
“Look,” she says softly, reaching out to rest a hand on my shoulder, “no matter what visions may say, we make our own future. We decide how we live and when we die. If you don’t want to die by getting your head bashed in by a brick, then don’t.”
“Oh yeah, because it’s just that easy,” I say, rolling my eyes. “Plus, I don’t get killed by a brick, because Medusa was the one trying who was trying to do that. It’ll be this Basil guy who’s destined to kill me apparently.” I raise an eyebrow. “Hey, why don’t we just go around the world killing everyone named Basil?”
She chuckles. She actually chuckles!
“I’m not joking!”
“Sure you aren’t,” she says, her eyes still filled with amusement. “So when are you heading off on this killing spree of innocents named Basil?”
“Um…”
She sighs. “Honestly, Zeus, you’d never be able to do it. You’re too much of a softie.”
“Well, I— Okay, yeah, you’re right.” I let out a deep breath before whining, “Why do I have to be such a good guy?”
“It’s a curse,” Athena laughs, nudging me. “Okay, seriously though, I think you’ve spent enough time moping around in here. You want to go train for a bit?”
“Yeah, I guess.”
“I’ll even show you how to defend yourself against spaghetti sauce.”
“Hah hah. Very funny.”
Final Comments: It’s finally time to leave the War Room! I also just realized that I never included any description of what the War Room looks like. Maybe that would be something good to add in the next draft.
Overall Rating: 🙂
