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Disclaimer: I do not own the world of Percy Jackson and the Olympians/Heroes of Olympus, that all goes to Rick Riordan. The city of Atlantis, though, started with Pluto and while I may make up a few things, it all started with him.

The Last Atlantian

Chapter Two

Dreams

"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!"

That night, I stayed in the Big House, my room was the color of the ocean, a bluish green that shimmered, as if the walls were moving. The ceiling was white, as was the bed, fluffy and white as the clouds. It was a nice room, but I felt clausterphobic, my bedroom back home was open, atop one of the hills in the middle of the city. My gold gilded bed had been in the middle of the room, a mound of pillows covered the bed. I missed it. As I lay in my room in the Big House, it was hard to believe that my memories were from thousands of years ago, I could swear that only yesterday I was sitting down with my brothers in the temple of our father for a feast on the summer solstice. But that was long ago. And I would never see my brothers again. No one knew what happened to them. No one knew what happened to me.

I sat up suddenly, my eyes wide. They could still be alive, in a stasis of living, so to speak. It was thuroughly possibly. After 12,000 years, I had shown up out of the blue, why couldn't they.

As I thought about this, I couldn't decide if them returning was a good thing or not. They were my brothers, obviously, but Atlantis was destroyed for a reason. I had been piecing things together all night, the gods had been angry. Especially Athena. It was her, somehow, I don't know how she did it, but she was the one who destroyed our civilization. After our army's attack on Athens, where we joined with the Romans, we almost won. I don't even know what happened to our nation's soldiers. Atlantis was gone before we recieved word.

I didn't even realize that I had laid back down, and I was too tired to keep my eyes open. Within seconds, I was asleep.

But to think I could have a good nights sleep after everything that had happened today...apparently the gods couldn't allow it.

Literally, it was all the god's fault. As soon as I fell asleep, I found myself in front of them all, small compared to their huge thrones, the Olympians sitting around me, me in the middle of their circle.

I swallowed the lump in my throat, and my eyes immediately went to my father. He looked down at me apolligetically, but behind that, I could see the surprise. He didn't know I was alive, so the dad-keeping-me-alive-until-the-world-really-needed-me idea was out. I glanced around, looking at the other deities, my gaze stopping on Athena, who was avoiding my gaze.

"Megaera Posidonius, welcome back," a thundering voice boomed from my left. I turned, and immediately got down on one knee, bowing my head. "Lord Zeus."

I could hear his chuckle as he turned to his brother, "Always so polite, your Megaera."

He seemed to be in an uncharacteristically good mood, and seemed as if the other gods and goddesses picked up on this as well. "Why didn't we turn her into an immortal?" he turned to his wife. "I mean, she's a nice girl, a lot better than her brothers I mean."

Poseidon stiffened, glaring at his brother. "They were nothing compared to some of your sons, brother. At least mine were one civilization, rather than multiple all battling against each other."

Zeus scoffed, shaking his head. He looked back at me, a smile on his face.

In all honesty, it kind of freaked me out. The Zeus I knew rarely smiled, especially to a demigod that wasn't his own. "Megaera, we were quite surprised when you showed up at our camp this afternoon. Would you care to explain?"

I stood up slowly, taking deep breaths. "Well, Lord Zeus, I have no idea how I came to be here. The last thing I remember was my world being shrouded in black by the wave," I glared over at Athena. She was studying her fingernails, of course.

The God of the Sky tapped his chin with his forefinger, looking down at me with speculating eyes. "If that's the case, we have a job for you."

I expected him to continue, to tell me what my job was. Nope, he looked at me expectantly, waiting for me to say something. The room was silent for a few seconds, nearly a minute, before I couldn't take it anymore. "Anything, my Lord," I bent my head in respect.

I could almost hear the smile on his face. "I expect you to find out what happened. You will attend camp normally, but you will also spend your time here. You will spend each weekend with another Olympian interrogating the minor gods and goddesses, doing anything to help your memory."

"Yes, Lord Zeus," I said, confused. I would figure out all of this later.

"Your schedule will be brought to you when you wake up. Sleep well, Megaera," her father spoke for the first time in the last few minutes. I wasn't able to say anything before the scene dissolved before my eyes.