Chapter 7 - New room, new safety

The room was glittering in gold with midnight black that covered the room in eternal darkness.

Specks of gold were stripped on every curtain and piece of furniture as if it was a luxury spa.

Inside the room was a small circular wooden table with a black chair next to it.

Cupboards were lined up and beautiful dresses hung in the dazzling sun.

There stood a king-sized bed, looming over me like a giant waiting for me to approach it.

Although what caught my eye were two doors leading to the bathroom and the walk-in closet.

The room was bigger than my entire garden!

No wonder Gods held parties in their rooms, you could fit more than three families in here.

I was starstruck by the beauty this room held.

My mother would have loved this room so much and I could imagine herself jumping on the bed with laughter.

Yet she wasn't here to see it for herself…

I missed her so much that my insides felt as if it was decaying by the second and my heart was about to shatter into pieces.

Why would she disappear when our lives were already perfect?

I slowly walked around the room touching the wooden work table and the papers that were scattered everywhere.

An ink pot sat there miserably with ten envelopes piled on top of each other.

In Front of them was a book titled "The ways of a God".

They expected me to mould myself into a God of their expectations and although a part of me felt that being a God was a new life I could live, I knew that my mother was out in the world all alone and she needed me.

I slumped onto the bed sighing gently while I covered my eyes with my arm, blocking the sun from burning my eyes.

I wondered if my room was covered in cameras and if it was, where did they hide it?

So many thoughts rushed to my head and the tips of my fingers were icy-cold.

This room will not be my home though it was a shelter for me to protect myself with.

I sat on the bed grabbing a notebook and pen that were laying on the nightstand.

The notebook was black with gold roses and laid next to it was a pen of shimmering gold.

Everything in this room was as if it came from a fairytale.

I opened the notebook to the first page and began writing in my new journal.

Day 1

Dear Diary, Today is my first day as a God. I don't understand much about their world but I know that they are secretive and sly. I have already made allies with two girls and made enemies with Damien and a knock-off perfectionist. I don't know how long I will survive here yet I knew that my mother was waiting for me to come to her. She is hiding somewhere in the mortal lands and although she was known for being the best hider, she couldn't run for long. Before being kidnapped I heard two guards talking about finding my mother. So the only conclusion I can make is that she ran away from the guards and that she is going to find help. She would never leave me to die and maybe there was an explanation for all of this. This diary will be my life and all the secrets I contain inside of it. My first step is to find out more about Olympus and its ways. Once getting that information I can pretend and be a wolf in sheep's clothing, understanding how I can keep myself on a low profile. I know this might sound crazy but this is my only chance to escape. I may not survive but whoever finds this diary, know that Olympus is hiding something far more dangerous.

From your dearest enemy Adriana

I shut the notebook and placed it under the nightstand.

Until I find a better hiding place, this will do.

The king's ignorant advisor gave me a schedule of my day before the ceremony had even started.

I took the note out of my pocket and ran my fingers through the expensive ink that had been marked on there.

My schedule reminded me of the days I had school and when the naughty kids would be given the duties of cleaning the toilets or emptying the class bins.

It wasn't enjoyable and most of the time the students would graffiti everyone's desks or run away from school.

When I was only eight years old I got told off by my headteacher for stealing the class funds that everyone had raised for the new school books.

Yet I wasn't the culprit and I was accused of something I had never done just because I was too nice from helping people out.

After that day it taught me never to help anyone out and that you can only believe in yourself and trust yourself although I trusted my mother the most.

The schedule was filled with training and classes and missions that I had to complete.

Monday: Breakfast in the hall, Temple duties, Manifest class, Mission Control, Lunch in the hall, Fighting arena, Mortal History, Role class, Dinner in the hall.

Tuesday: Breakfast in the hall, Mortal History, Fighting arena, Role class, Lunch in the hall, Strategy class, Mission Control, Manifest class Dinner in the hall.

Wednesday: Breakfast in the hall, Temple duties, Manifest class, Mission Control, Lunch in the hall, Fighting arena, Mortal History, Role class, Dinner in the hall.

Thursday: Tuesday: Breakfast in the hall, Mortal History, Fighting arena, Role class, Lunch in the hall, Strategy class, Mission Control, Manifest class Dinner in the hall.

They were all pretty much the same yet one day I had Temple duties and the next day I didn't.

Every day would be the same until Saturday when we had to go to the mortal lands to aid and protect and on Sunday when we had our free time.

It must be hard having the same lessons over and over again for the rest of your life until someone actually ends up killing you.

Now that I think about it we were all Gods stuck in a sixteen-year-old body for the rest of our pathetic lives.

I always wondered what it would be like growing old and being able to experience the death of old age and now it was all vanished.

Mother would tell me stories about great people who had died and were never able to complete their goals because they didn't have enough time in this world and now I will be the first one to complete all of mine.

Temple duties weren't my favourite on the list and I would be in a class with other Gods who are a hundred times older than me.

I skimmed through the schedule waiting for any message that the king could have left behind for me.

He must be dying to know what powers I have for him to use.

I wasn't fond of the whole class thing but it would be a good way for me to find out more about what Gods really are.

I only knew some parts of them in the books in my mother's study.

Before I could go to the bathroom I heard a knocking sound coming from the other side of the door.

Who would be knocking at my door?

The only person I could think of was Azami or Adora yet both girls were already occupied with someone else.

My mind began thinking of many possibilities of this being a threat or just someone who came to ask me something.

I got off the bed and strolled towards the door hearing my footsteps getting louder and louder as a nervous shudder went down my spine.

I held my breath and grabbed the doorknob tightly waiting and thinking if this was a good idea.

I opened the door to see a girl standing there dressed in a traditional dancing dress.

She smiled with joy as she handed me a fruit basket.

"It's good to meet you, new neighbour" She giggled.