“The Rise of Zeus – Chapter VIII (Pt 2)”

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!

BASIL (cont.)

“Right, because this isn’t weird at all,” I mutter under my breath.

Neera nudges me with her sharp elbow. “Shush.”

“Everyone,” Silas says, his voice bouncing off the hard walls, “meet Basil. Basil, meet your new co-workers.”

This entire time, the four of them have been standing perfectly still, posing almost like a regal statue that would match the Ancient Greek theme of this house. Honestly, if I hadn’t seen them walk through those doors, I might’ve actually mistaken them for statues.

Suddenly, four pairs of eyes lock onto me. A shiver runs down my spine from the intensity of their expressions.

“Oh man!” the guy dressed in black armour exclaims, a broad grin breaking out across his face. “You should see the look on your face. Pure shock. Here, hold still.” A flash momentarily blinds me. When my vision clears, I see a camera lens pointing at me. Great, he’s immortalized that stupid expression I probably had on my face.

“Now, now, Kellan,” Silas says, “let’s try to make Basil feel at home.”

“This is what it’s like living here,” the girl in crimson armour says dryly. “So Kell’s doing a good job at making him feel at home.”

“Mei has a point,” Neera says with a shrug.

“Come now,” the other guy in violet armour says, “Let’s give the poor kid a break. I mean really, he looks like he’s about to run out of here screaming!”

Final Comments: I think that I need to keep reminding myself that this is just the first draft and that everything can be changed later, because it took me forever to decide on little details like the armour colour!

Overall Rating: 😅