I do not own any of these characters, all character creds to Rick Riordan
Annabeth
I Discover Sand has a Mind of its Own
I walked through the halls of Olympus, its gleaming marble walkways shined from the fresh marbles slabs that replaced the broken ones that were damaged from the Titan War. I had spent the past couple of weeks redesigning each palace of the Olympians and other gods that rested in the kingdom of Olympus above the Empire State Building. I hummed to myself, downstairs Percy was waiting for me. He had promised to take me out before we went back to camp.
I passed the throne room, inside I heard Apollo shrieking, rather like a little girl, though I would never tell him that.
"They summoned him! Brought him back! Those…Those! Magicians!" His voice shook, "There is only room for one sun in the sky!"
I continued on, knowing that the price for eavesdropping on a god, especially one in a bad mood, was not something I was will to pay just yet. I hurried down the hall to the elevator. Inside soft music played as I descended from Olympus to the lobby of New York's tallest building (which was also the resident home of the Greek gods). Across the floor a boy in cargo shorts and orange t-shirt was chatting up the lobby security guard. The man shifted uncomfortably, he didn't seem the chatty type, but the boy ignored that and continued to laugh.
"Percy!" I called. He turned, his sea-green eyes fixed on me, with arms spread wide. I ran up and hugged him. I let go and we walked out of the building with his arm draped over my shoulder.
"So, where to Annabeth? We have a couple hours before we need to be back at camp." Percy beamed down at me. We hadn't been together long, only a couple of weeks, but I had gotten used to the fact he would show up every day after I was done with my work on Olympus. I was offered a place within the great halls of Olympus, near my mother's palace, to live while I was head architect but I declined. There was no home quite like Cabin 6. Also, it was only a couple of doors down from Camp Half-Blood's resident "great hero", Perseus Jackson (or Seaweed Brain, as I liked to call him).
"Annabeth?"
"Hmm?" I answered looking up at Percy.
"Where do you want to go?" He chuckled at my lack of focus.
"Oh! Um…The MET. It's been ages since I was last there." Percy sighed. His face said: OH NO! Not another museum... "Relax, Seaweed Brain. I promise you'll love it." I kissed him. It was quick and I pulled away smirking at him and dashed away in front of him with him following only a few steps behind me.
When we first arrived at the MET (The Metropolitan Museum of Art for those of you who might not know, though I doubt it it's a really well known museum) I was going to head straight to the Greek and Roman Art wing. For a moment at the entrance I paused, on my right was a girl about 12 or 13 with colorful streaks of dye in her hair. She was arguing with a boy that was close Percy and my age.
"Shut up Carter! I am not spending 20 dollars or more on a cab in New York City during midday traffic when we are only a couple of feet from a portal!" The girl yelled at her older companion, he was tall and tanned carrying an old bag across his shoulder. She shuffled through her own pack and pulled out a decorated staff. I couldn't make out the symbols on them.
"Amos said portals aren't safe in Manhattan." Portal? Is that, who I was guessing was Carter, said? The two walked away toward the Egyptian wing.
"Annabeth are we going to the Greek and Roman wing or not?" Percy said, a little frustrated. He didn't like museums, they bored him plus it also reminded him of the first time he had to slay a fury, who had been disguised as his pre-algebra teacher at the time. Though he was used to fighting and slaying monsters the experience still disturbed him not that he would ever admit it.
"No." I said pulling on his arm, "Let's go to the Egyptian art. It might be fun." I followed after the two kids from before. They had turned into a relatively empty section of the exhibit. The stood staring at one of the artifacts from behind the glass case, the boy Carter looked around.
I whispered to Percy, who was unusually quiet, "Those two are acting really weird, I thought we could follow them," he nodded to me I smile played across his face, "More fun than you thought it would be?" He chuckled quietly. Then he pointed in front of us. I turned around. The last of the guests except the two kids and Percy and I were cleared from the hall.
"What are they doing?" Percy asked.
"Truthfully? I have no idea."
The girl mumbled something that I couldn't hear from where Percy and I lay hidden.
"I can't believe you're wasting your strength on a portal when Brooklyn is just across the river." Carter didn't seem pleased.
"Well Walt said to get back as soon as possible. He didn't say how. Now be quiet I need to concentrate." He didn't retaliate only sighing.
Moments later, from one of the artifacts, exploded a huge pillar of raging sand. They stepped toward it. I was stunned and not moving. Percy grabbed my hand and pulled me with him after the two mysterious children straight into the swirling vortex of sand.
Yes, it was rather short but I liked where that last paragraph ended. Hopefully, I will update soon. And if anyone in wondering about the Hades and Persephone story, its been on hold for a rather long time, and probably will continue that way for at least another week. Spring Break's coming up so I promise to at least add the final chapters (since when my last computer crashed it took all the chapters I wrote with it, I just haven't had the motivation to finish it)!
Thanks! I would love to read some reviews~!
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