It takes place after BotL, well kinda starts near the end of BotL.
Okay, I don't own Percy Jackson and the Olympians. (I wish!!!) I'm going to be writing in the missing goddess's PoV.
One thousand years ago there was a young goddess, her beauty was second only to Aphrodite. She reigned on Mount Olympus with her mother and father, but she was tired of being worshipped, she wanted to be somebody who had to work for a living. But, the young goddess knew that if she wanted to do that, that she would have to go into hiding for a least one millennium, because everyone would be on the look out for the missing goddess and by one millennium they might have given up the search and accepted that she wasn't coming back. And she didn't plan on coming back. Ever. She didn't want that life so she hid herself in the darkest corner of the labyrinth.
One day the labyrinth started to collapse and it was destroyed. She got out as quickly as she could and ended up in the middle of New York City.
I thought, calculating in my mind, by now Mount Olympus would be in the western part of the world, so if only could find out where I was. I wanted to be fairly close to Mount Olympus so it would be there as a sort of safe harbour if anything happened to me or I got into a sticky situation.
I started walking along and felt the presence of a demi-god. I glanced around, looking for him, I figured that if I found him, I could find where Olympus was. Then I saw him, he was good looking, about fifteen years old, he had black hair, and sea green eyes. He looked like someone familiar, but I couldn't put my finger on it.
I slipped into an alley and changed into the shape of a fifteen-year-old girl, looking into a window to make sure I looked stunning. I had long, black wavy hair with emerald green eyes and had a circular face. That should do the trick, I thought. I changed my clothes into that of a lady on the ground, sleeping, near me. Then I walked out into the street waving at the young boy. He looked at me curiously, almost cautiously and slowly slid his hand into his pocket.
"Hello." He said.
About then I was very grateful that I had come out of the labyrinth sometimes and that I knew this language.
"Hi. I was wondering if you might be able to help me."
"With what do you need help?"
"Umm, well you see I was wondering where I was."
"Manhattan."
"Manhattan . . . Manhattan . . . I've never heard of a Manhattan perhaps you could expand?"
His green eyes widened in shock. "You've never heard of Manhattan?" He asked in complete disbelief.
"No, should I have?" I asked, a little worried about my knowledge on this new world.
"Well, I guess not but most people have heard of Manhattan."
"Oh, well then. Umm, where is this Manhattan?" I asked.
"New York City."
"Oh. . . can't say as I've heard of that either" I said, feeling very confused
"Wow, you've never heard of New York City!!! Where are you from?" He asked, I was guessing he was amazed, but I could be too sure.
"Umm, well . . . I'm from Greece."
He looked shocked. Of course he would probably know that his mother or father was from Greece as well. Then, I remember who he looked like, Poseidon, he was probably Poseidon's son. I thought about it quickly, deciding it would be a bad idea to ask before I got the information I needed.
"So, what part of the world is New York?" I asked, irritated, nobody should treat a goddess this way, regardless of what I looked like now.
"America."
"Yes!" I said, while making a fist and swinging it downwards.
"Excited much?" He asked, slightly entertained by the look of the grin on his face.
"I was hoping that I was in America."
"You didn't know you were in America?"
"No." I said, my teeth chattering.
"You cold?"
"Yeah, I guess I am. Where cou-"
"Perseus Jackson! Get your butt inside this apartment, right now!" A lady yelled from a door a few buildings down. Then she saw me and looked a little worried. She crossed her arms and hunched over from the cold and came over to me and the boy who, I'm guessing was Perseus.
"Percy, who is this?" She said, I'm still guessing, that this was Perseus's mom.
"Mom, this is . . . umm . . . I don't know."
"Oh, well I Don't Know." She said her voice dripping with sarcasm and giving Perseus a weird look. "Shouldn't you be getting home for supper? Your parents are probably getting worried." She said eyeing my outfit.
"What makes you think I have parents?" I asked.
"You don't have parents!!!" She exclaimed. "Well, come, come." She said, while ushering me to the door she came out of. "You need something to eat, you look as skinny as a toothpick and you need different clothes."
"Umm, all right." I said and walked to the door. I glanced back at Perseus and he just rolled his eyes. I giggled. Wait, I giggled!!! Goddesses do NOT giggle! Accept Aphrodite, but she's . . . special.
We walked to a pair of doors and Perseus's mom pressed a circle and the doors opened. I jumped back.
"Oh!"
"Relax!" Perseus said. "It's just an elevator."
I glared at him and he stepped back a little and put his hands up in surrender.
We walked into the elevator, the doors closed, and I felt a little jolt then the feeling of going up.
When the doors opened up again, we were in a different place.
"Wow." I peered out and looked around."Amazing"
Perseus just rolled his eyes again and tugged on my elbow. "Come on."
"Excuse me, miss, where are we going?" I asked Perseus's mom, amazed by the elevator ride, but a little hesitant.
"We are going to my apartment and you can call me Sally." She said.
"Okay then."
We walked though a door and into a little room with a TV and a couch with doors leading to other rooms as well.
"Okay, well let's start with the clothes and hygiene." Sally said, "Something of mine might fit well enough."
I walked with her to the bathroom and she told me to take a shower and leave the clothes on the floor, she would throw them away later. Apparently, my clothes weren't up to par. After a while of fiddling and "Are you okay in there?"s from Sally, I finally found out how to work the shower.
After I was done I came out, wrapped the towel sitting on the counter around me and walked out, where Sally then ushered me to her room. She guided me to her closet and told me to pick something and keep because she had enough clothing. Then she left.
I looked and searched and found a black miniskirt I'm guessing she had just for dates and a creamy coloured, long, puffy sleeved shirt that resembled a pirate's, but was more feminine. I also found a black pair of wedge heeled sandals.
I checked myself out in a full length mirror and decided I needed makeup and a brush.
"Sally!" I called.
She came running into the room, stopped at a dead halt and stared at me, her mouth agape. "You look better in that then I ever could." She said, still staring.
"Thank you. Do you have any makeup and a brush?" I asked.
"Yeah, over there." She pointed to a vanity in the corner.
"Thanks."
I sat down and started to apply eyeliner, brown eye shadow, mascara, a little blush, and some lip gloss. I brushed my hair, but decided to leave it hanging. I looked ready for a date, but who said a goddess couldn't look ?
I walked out of the room. "Sally?"
"In the kitchen supper is ready!" She called.
"Okay!" I shouted and followed her voice and Perseus's presence.
As soon as I walked in I knew I looked good because Sally looked at me almost shocked, but quickly recovered. Perseus not so much. His mouth was open and his amazed expression was priceless. I started giggling again. When Sally saw Perseus's expression a sly grin spread across her mouth. I sat down at the spare chair and Sally dished me some food.
"So, Perseus, what's going on?" I said, smiling cause he was still shocked.
"Ah . . . umm . . . you can call me Percy." He said when he finally snapped out of it.
"I don't do nicknames, sorry. I believe that you should respect the parent's decision for a name and only use that name . . . Perseus." I said, grinning.
"Fine." He said, but it didn't seem like he was going to give up anytime soon.
I picked up my fork, bowed my head and said "Please bless, Zeus, Poseidon, Hades, Hera, Apollo, Artemis, Athena, Aphrodite, Hermes, Demeter, Ares, Hephaestus, and Dionysus for this meal." Which is what I say before every meal, but never in the company of another person, but since they knew Poseidon I figured they'd be okay with it, but instead they looked at me in complete and utter shock, both their mouths hanging agape. I decided to ignore that began to eat. When I looked up they had both started to eat, but they looked mentally handicapped with the speed at which they where eating. Then I noticed that Perseus's food was completely blue. I suddenly felt that I'd be overstepping my boundaries if I asked so I tried to figure it out by myself, I just assumed that it was in honour of his father. Then I realized that I was a goddess I couldn't overstep my boundaries because I didn't have any. So I asked.
"Why is your food blue, Perseus?"
"Um, no reason. Why do you pray to the gods before you eat?"
I laughed. "Because they might get mad if I don't, silly.
"Um, Mom? Can I invite Rachel over? I really want to see her." Perseus asked, his eyes flickering from me to his mother and back again.
"Sure, honey, of course you may." She replied.
Perseus got up and went to the next room to phone this "Rachel" girl.
"Rachel is one of his few friends in the city." Sally explained.
"Oh, okay." I said though I was sure there was something more to it then that.