Gideon walked into the dark room, barely lighted by small torches on the walls. The air was cold and damp in the underground caverns. The meetings were always held here, that way nobody would catch them. He wore his hooded robe just like everyone else in the small cult.
"Hello, Gideon." A deep voice greeted from the darkness behind. The young man didn't turn around, knowing exactly who it was.
"Brandon." Gideon gave a curt nod and sat down at the small table with a few other men.
Brandon sat down at the head of the table. His hands slowly moved, taking his hood off so Gideon could see his face. He had dark black hair and bright green eyes with slits for pupils. His eyes were the eyes of predator, a killer. His nose was pointy as was his chin. His skin was pale and he held his shoulders up with grace and elegance. Gideon was sure he was meant to be the leader. The other members slowly took off their hoods and Gideon followed in their lead.
"Welcome to The Blind Eye Society, Gideon. We are a secret small gang that wants to take over all the kingdoms and rule everything." Brandon smirked. "And I got news from you that you know exactly how to do this?" He folded his hands on the table, black tattoos all over his knuckles.
Gideon nodded. He did in fact have a brilliant idea to get what he wanted. Brandon was the leader, but not for long. The young man had some of a god's power, he could take over this small gang. "Well, first..." The amulet he wore glowed brightly. "I'm taking over as leader of the gang! This is power from a god, I doubt even Brandon can beat it."
Brandon just grinned and a twinkle in his eye. With a snap of his fingers, the power from Gideon's amulet faded away and died out. "What was that, little man? I didn't hear you." Brandon asked innocently, like nothing had ever happened. He cupped his hand over his ear. "Speak up next time."
Gideon was flabbergasted. He stood, staring at Brandon in shock. The other members just snickered at him. "Newcomer." They giggled out.
This just made the short man angry. "What?!" he yelled. Gideon's blue eyes flared up, and rage collected in his posture. "Tell me how you did that! I had a bit of power from a god. There's no way a mere human could have done that." Gideon's face changed from anger to realization and shock. "Y-you mean..." He couldn't even say it.
Luckily, Brandon finished his thoughts. "Yes. I am a god. A minor one, but a god nonetheless. The power you gained from Bill Cipher will have no effect on me."
Gideon nodded slowly, his shock turning to embarrassment. His face flushed as he realized how big of a mistake and scene he made. The short man sat down slowly, not sure what else to do or say. His plans literally blew up in his face.
"Why don't you do more research before you start attacking people you don't know. That would make a difference. Just knowing my name is not enough information." Brandon told Gideon and then grinned. "Now, back to business. What was your plan, young Gideon."
"Well. I heard if we get the gods against each other and the humans against each other from different kingdoms there will be a full on war. So my plan is crazy, but it will work. Durning the next god meeting that is coming up, all the gods from the West Coast will be there. We sneak in and start stealing weapons and swapping them so each God is caught red-handed and blames the other." Gideon explained his plan. It was a smart one he came up with, but he couldn't pull that off himself. He needed this group to do it.
"Alright. You want us to steal their weapons and swap them. Difficult, but not impossible. A great plan though." Brandon gave a smirk and looked down the table, his eyes stopping on a boy and a girl. "Ember. Eric." he called. They stood up at attention. "That will be your job. You two are professional thieves. You are to sneak into the meeting in three days and swap the weapons. Make sure they are all against each other."
The twins nodded and bowed to Brandon. "Yes master." They sat back down in their seats.
"Bill's sacred weapon is his cane. Not an ordinary cane at all, so be careful. D.E's main weapon is the infinity dice. Very dangerous. Now—"
"Wait. Is that is actual name?" Gideon asked, confused.
"No. I like to use initials for gods. But everyone here knows Bill Cipher so I don't need to call his initials. I can if I want to though." Brandon explained, giving Gideon a small glare. "You interrupted me. Don't do that again." His voice wasn't angry, but it was forceful and cold.
Gideon nodded and sunk back into his chair, trying to hide. He had embarrassed himself enough today.
"As I was saying, F.G's weapon is his golden staff. He can shape-shift it into any weapon he needs it to be, but it normally rests as a staff. H.I's weapon is a coin. One side has a picture of a skull on it. The death side. The other side has a picture of a baby. The life side. She can literally determine whether you will die by flipping her coin. Keep in mind in battle the 'heads' side would be death. I have seen all of these gods fight with their weapons." Brandon paused. Most of the members didn't know his past, but he figured if he wanted them to help him, he'd best tell them.
Gideon watched Brandon. He could tell the minor God was contemplating something important. The whole room was silent for what felt like forever.
"One hundred years ago..."
Short chapter. I know. But the next one is really long. It's all backstory in the next one. Get ready to find out a lot about Bill, the other gods, and Brandon.