Hello everyone! I am so sorry my publishing has been scarce. But I have now been inspired to make this story because recently for a Greek Polis competition at school, my polis (Argos) won with a point count of 335. So I decided in honor to give my favorite polis a story of its own!
Chapter 1: Assembly
Hordes of people from each polis gathered into the Parthenon for annual assembly. I myself had a special seat near the speaking area for the address I was to give. "Gentlemen," Alexander spoke in his finest Greek, "Today we speak of an important matter that has been up roaring in Corinth. I am talking about the Mongolian pillage of the farmland." A collected gasp came from the room with some men fainting.
"Damn straight this is important!" A man named Nike yelled, "Our perfect farmland exports hundreds of thousands of pounds of fruits and vegetables every season! Our Mongolians will leave our agoras dry and our stomachs empty!"
Everyone was nodding in agreement as Corinth was best fit for farms. "Men, men! Quiet! Quiet! Now do not fret, for we have a plan, right Agoracritus?" Decreed Alexander.
"Uh, yeah, of course!" I responded, not really prepared, "That is, for Argos! Unlike the rest of the other poilises, Argos has a plan!"
"Please," A man named Zero replied, "Corinth has a lovely battle plan! Why, our slaves have already joined our forces which will be guarding each farm and agora there is. Oh but that must be NOTHING compared to Argos' plans huh? Tell me Critus, what do you have?"
"Well," I replied nervously, "We are gathering soldiers from every polis who is willing to accept it! Spartan soldiers who have completed their training but hate the horrible conditions are most definitely invited! Any soldier who is unhappy with their army can come volunteer with us! After all, we do not want you under a sadistic ruler like Zero! So come one, come all and bring your horse!"
Zero sat silently, frowning at the thought of Agoracritus counting on soldiers not being loyal to their own homeland. How could Critus think of a contrived, twisted plan like that? But of course, none of my soldiers will join him! I will execute anyone who says otherwise! Thought Zero, scratching his bushy mustache.
"Thank you Agoracritus, ambassador of Argos, now the leader of the Spartan army shall speak." Alexander said nervously, hoping Sparta would not create any tension during the assembly.
"People, people!" Leonardis boomed, "These puny Mongols are no match for even ten of my men standing before you! If anyone here would be disloyal enough to join the Argive army, then they are not allowed on my premises! It would be stupid to let them back into my army! So as for our plan, we will invade the Mongols instead of standing back like Argos and Corinth. So, any questions for my stellar army?"
"Yes," I replied, "What about the recent pillage of the Spartan camp secretly set up in Corinth? Any word on how you will deal with both Corinth's army and the death of two-hundred soldiers?"
"We are not able to give on the recent attack, but what we will say is that the only reason those soldiers were killed were because they were our… uhh… weak links! Yes, we send them to a camp for an impending attack! So that attack is not our fault!" Leonardis spoke with uncertainty as he explained their "elaborate" plan. There were countless conversations in the Parthenon as folks discussed Leo's "unstoppable" army.
"Now we have one last polis that will speak today. Megara's ambassador, uh, could not attend this assembly because of previous affairs. Icarus, ambassador of Athens shall speak."
"Greetings citizens!" Icarus shouted with happiness. "Our plan to protect ourselves and Greece from this horrible conflict has already been set into motion! We have set up stone walls on the border of our city with archers ready to fire immediately when a threat is spotted. Also, we have put city funds toward heavier, stronger armor for our army and the metal will be in by tomorrow. So while Argos and Sparta stumble around to look for a plan, we already have ours. So please, come to Athens for a place of peace and protection! After all, you would not want to stick around n Sparta, now would you?" Spartans everywhere in the stands were rioting, throwing others onto the floor and punching those who dishonored Sparta.
"We are not a waste of space, Athens has done nothing and you dare insult us?" A man yelled toward the ambassadors, putting a look of confusion on their faces.
"People, sit down!" Alexander yelled at the top of his lungs, his face red with anger. But before he could continue, a boom was heard in the distance.
A little boy ran in and yelled "Athens is under attack! Our ships are being raided by Mongolians!"
People started freaking out and running all around the Parthenon when a Mongol snuck in and started to shout "Greeks, do not panic! One of our ships simply get off its path so we are retrieving it! There is no need to panic, just a simple mistake!"
"If it's just a mistake, why is one our boats on fire, broken into pieces, left to sink?"
"Well, there was a slight accident with a torch…we will repay you most definitely! So do jot fret, we will simply take our plun….ship and leave your delicate, beautiful, but yet most sensitive and easy to scare city-state!"
"How can we trust you?" Zero asked, "How do we know you are not attacking us? After all, you did pillage our farm land in Corinth! You savages could be up to something!" The rest of the assembly nodded in agreement.
"Malone," I whispered to one of my soldiers, "I need you to gather the rest of the soldiers to sneak out of here and attack the people who robbing the dock. Got it?"
"Yes sir." Malone responded, hoping he would not die in battle. Boom! Bam! Kersploosh! Sounds of battle reigned as water splashed up against the shores. Crack! Crash! I then heard what sounded like a battering ram outside. Stones started falling from the ceiling. The columns were rattling as I started to think. Oh no! The Parthenon is going to crumble! I must warn the others! But how? A chunk of stone fell from the ceiling. The roof!
