Pit-black of darkness covered the whole of Athens it was night everyone has already shut themselves in their homes except for the guards patrolling the streets with their torch blooming bright. Three figures shadowed-robes hidden from sights moved without noise through the alleyways stopped and hid as more patrols came by and resumed their movement.
“Hmm what was that!?” one of last guards behind patrol lines looked back and stared fixated on the isolated alleyway.
“What is it Abbas?” another came to see what his comrade was up to.
“Ah Tarik I thought I heard something, it sounds like metal clanking.” He pointed his torch slight forward just to enhance the brightness range.
“Nah it was probably just one of those rats lurking around” Tarik shrug his shoulders ‘Don’t care, don’t know, not my problem’ showing no slight interest.
“It was just your imagination Abbas lets go; standing here in the night gives me creeps.”
Nodded “Yeah… lets head-on, I’m starving can’t wait to cook when we get back” both resumed their patrol. The sounds of metal armour fidgeting about and the sounds of their footstep slowly fades.
“Well you can’t cook for shit.” Tarik jumped in.
“Fuck you!” both men laughed those were the last sounds to be heard eventually nothing but silent take up the atmosphere.
Three who hid had ventured underground by sewage passage. Moments they stood observing the unpleasant structure all three removed their hoods, two males one female.
“Hopefully this will be our last job, this place stinks!” Left-eye patched covered his nose unable to resist the foul stench.
“Teodor, Stop whining we get this done and that’s us for life we’ll exit out with huge lump of gold in our pockets” The other male companion intervened he was younger compared to the other quite youthful somewhere in his late 20s.
“Tch, I know! I know!” Teodor scratching his head from the annoyance of his partners voice.
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“Stella lets go.” Off he went accompanied by Young Stella the only girl in-group.
“Why bring her along.” He muttered whilst following suite.
Prolonged moments they travelled underground in mazes while their leader analyse an old map. The area was dim not to mention unpleasant rats squirms everywhere although it became a nuisance for Teodor it drove him to stomp one of them.
“GRRRR HOW MUCH LONGER!” He growled his voice echoed which made rats within vicinity shaken flee away from them.
“You’re being impatient again Teo, remember last time?”
“Ghu…” Hearing those words Teodor remembers during their dealings with a contractor long minutes of talk he was unable to stomach all of them, which he then barked complainingly, the contractor displeased by his attitude cancelled their assignment and kicked them out.
Recalling those that day Teodor felt gutted and remained silent.
“Beside we are fairly close”
“Bullshit” he muttered again.
Couple more paces they eventually came to a dead end none moved for few minutes just before Teodor erupting in rage their leader stepped forward his right hands came in contact with the walls moved from several places.
“Eh… What’s he doing?” Teodor asked.
“….” Stella gave him a silent treatment suddenly a mechanical sound came unlocking.
“Ah ha I found it!”
Sudden movements disrupting the walls slowly in front of them descends downwards continuously till sinking in below, revealing a small 10ft tall passageway.
“Well you see, we are close” praising himself he went ahead down the hidden passage excitedly forgetting his companions two looked at each other and gave a shrug off they went down.
Light shines upon darkness within the passage growing stronger than ever all were forced to cover theirs. Eventually dissipates as they passed through, looking around area covered with green mosh entangled on several pillars.
“I’ll be damned Augustin” Teodor surprised to see such a small room existed underground.
“Truly a strange and mythical place” Eyes wandering around engrossing all image into their minds.
“Ah here it is.” Augustin lifting a golden scroll in centre lying idle in its placeholder supported by a small column pillar.
“O hoho, its pure gold” His eyes became watery unable to contain the wildly emotions that dwells within him, examining the surface he found one particular message etched visibly.
Memiors of an Engineer All roots lies beneath his origin of birth, all questions will be answered. 'It' awaits thee who came as challenger for the throne.
“…we will be in for a long ride…” he mumbled.