The Last Atlantian
Chapter One
Arrival

When I woke up, I didn't know where I was. I was afraid to open my eyes, but that didn't mean I couldn't use my other senses to get a feel of my surroundings.

My fingers twitched. Sand

I took a deep breath in. Salt water.

I could hear people far away, splashes in the water.

It was warm, and I could feel the heat on my face from the sun. That was what got me. Sun? Light, yes, but for the past few months, I hadn't felt the sun on my face. The last thing I remembered was a huge wave above me and darkness.

I could hear the voices getting nearer, a boy and a girl. He said something, and she was laughing. There was no way around this, I had to open my eyes. I had to deal with whatever was happening. Maybe I washed ashore on some island. But that didn't make sense, I didn't feel wet. It felt like my clothing had been sitting out in the sun all day.

I opened my eyes and my vision was assulted by the sun above me. I lifted my head and searched the horizon.

This was like no place I had ever seen before, it was so...foreign.

I was on a beach, that much I could have figured, a small ocean between me and another island. This island was filled with tall structures of metal. The buildings where I'm from are huge, but they were nothing compared to this. I shook my head, I could figure this all out later. I looked down at myself, my white dress was pristine, the gold belt around my waist sparkled in the light. I reached to my my head. My black curly hair, felt perfect, if not curlier, and I felt the circlet in place. I was the same, but everything around me had changed.

"Hey! You there!" I heard a male's voice behind me. I turned, seeing the pair I had heard only minutes before. The boy had dark hair, not unlike my own with green eyes, the same color as seaweed. He looked familiar, I just couldn't place it. The girl beside him, had blond hair and stormy grey eyes. Both were wearing two piece garments, orange on top and tan on the bottom.

"Who are you?" The girl asked me, looking me up and down, a slightly displeased look on her

face. Before I could answer, I saw a familiar face. This face I had not seen in a very, very long time. I didn't even know where he was, father hadn't come to see me in nearly fifty years to tell me of what was happening in the outside world.

"CHIRON!" I couldn't help but smile. At last, something I was familiar with. The centaur was gallopping down the beach towards us, from behind the two people. I could see him straining his eyes toward me, and as he got closer, he stopped. He was right behind the blond and the brunette, staring at me just as they were. But instead of confusion, he was looking at me in pure astonishment. He opened his mouth, as if to speak, but no words came out.

"Chiron? Are you okay?" The blond asked, looking up at him. "You can't say you don't remember me, Chiron. You only visited the island with my father what? Fifty years ago?"

The boy with the green eyes raised his brows, looking at me in astonishment, looking between me and the centaur.

Chiron didn't immediately speak to me, instead, turned to our audience. "Percy, Annabeth, return to your respective cabins. We will have a councelor's meeting after dinner." He turned towards me. "Princess, we have a lot to talk about. Follow me."

I didn't see Percy and Annabeth's expressions, but I could hear their voices follow me as we walked up the beach. "Did he just say princess?"

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We sat down in Chiron's office, he had somehow changed his appearance so he was sitting in something he called a "wheel-chair" because it was easier to move around in this place. We were in the Big House, or so he called it. He didn't explain much of anything to me as we walked from the beach, except we were in a place called Camp Half Blood, a place where demi-gods could be safe and train to fight monsters. It seemed a little far-fetched to me, gods usually handled the monsters, except for a few hand picked children of the gods. Why would this many demigods need training was beyond me.

Once we were comfortable and Chiron gave me a glass of water, which was cool as it made its way down my dry throat, he started to explain.

"For starters, Princess. You have been gone for a long time, I never knew you were still alive, and from what it seems, you seem to believe that your city existed only days ago, but in reality…we haven't heard from you or any of your people in nearly 12,000 years."

I didn't say anything, still trying to comprehend what my mentor just said. "So…my brothers?"

Chiron shook his head, "I honestly have no idea what happened. There have been rumors, many, but no facts about that faithful day."

A conch sounded in the distance, and Chiron looked up from his tea. "Dinner time," he said simply and looked at me. "I'm going but I want you to wait here. There will be a councelors meeting here in an hour, with the head's of each of the cabins. I want you, to the best of your abilities, to tell them who you are. I'll have a harpy bring you your food, I don't want to alert the campers to your arrival until we get this figured out. After the meeting, you will go to your cabin, or stay here, depending on whether your father claims you or not. I'll see you in an hour, Princess."

With that, Chiron wheeled himself out of the room, I could hear his hooves hit the wood as he stepped out onto the porch. I looked down at my water, what to tell everyone who I am. In theory, it was supposed to be an easy task. But to me, I didn't know what to say.

So for the next hour, I ran through my head about what to tell the cabin councelors when they returned from dinner, picking through my bread and cheese that the harpy brought me.

My head rose as I heard voices from the porch, and a dozen footsteps walk into the Big House. I took a deep breath and stood in the hallway outside of the room they were gathered, catching the end on Chiron's monologue.

"…Now, as to the reason that I summoned you all here tonight, we have a surprise guest who showed up this afternoon on the beach."

I took that as my entrance and walked into the room. I took in the looks of surprise at my attire, much different than the t-shirts and shorts they were all wearing, according to Chiron that's what they were called.

"Hello," I spoke softly, pushing a curl out of my face, tucking the lock of hair behind my ear. I cleared my throat, suddenly nervous. These children were all looking at me expectantly, especially Percy and Annabeth, who were sitting side by side, fingers intertwined. Before I spoke, I took a look at the people around me. We were all sitting or standing around a table with a net in the middle. Chiron was standing beside me, and next to him, against the wall, stood a very muscular man with a rainbow on his arm. Percy and Annabeth sat on a two person green couch, and sitting on the arm rest was a very pretty blond girl with flowers woven throughout her hair. Beside her were two boys with mischievous grins on their face. There was a tan boy with black hair tinkering with some kind of medal contraption in his hands next to a pretty brunette with a small braid in her hair. She seemed to be trying to be unnoticable, which wasn't happening. There were a few more people, but one who really stuck out was a boy she wouldn't have noticed if she wasn't studying the room. He was standing in the shadows, twisting a skull ring around his finger.

"I just got here, as you know. Percy and Annabeth found me on the beach. I honestly have no idea how I got there, the last thing I remember, I was home, at dinner with my brothers. We heard screaming…and we all ran outside, and I saw everyone in my city tunning inland. A shadow was coming over us all and a wall of water consumed everything…" I felt a tear slide down my cheek.

"Anyways," I said, clearing my throat. "That was a long time ago, apparently." I snuck a glance at Chiron. "You've all heard about this, evidently. I can't believe that so much time has passed. The event that I'm talking about is the sinking of Atlantis, and my name is Princess Megaera, sister or Atlas, Gadeirus, Ampheres, Evaemon, Mneseus, Autochthon, Elasippus, Mestor, Azaes and Diaprepes, daughter of Cleito and—" but I didn't get to finish. There was a gasp that went through the room before all eyes went to Percy, who just stared above my head, his eyes wide. I followed his eyes and looked up, only to see a shape of a trident floating there, above my head. "Poseidon…" I spoke, even though I knew they all knew. That's why Percy looked familiar when I first saw him, he looked just like my brothers.

Chiron cleared his voice, "All hail Princess Megaera Posidonius, the first daughter of Poseidon, the last Atlantian!"

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