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Ok, so, I'm just going to warn you, Poseidon's palace and his family will not be like it is in the book; I changed all that just to fit my story. So if you're looking for the cookie-baking Amphitrite, you might not want to read this story...sorry.

Disclaimer: All this genius was created by the fabulous Rick Riordan, not me.

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I stand beside Poseidon as he leads Artemis and I to the throne room where Amphitrite is waiting. The halls are decorated of beautiful tapestries, probably weaved by Athena, which depict scenes of the ocean I know so well. The carpets are a pretty bluish green color, and the ceilings are high up and arched, giving me the feeling I am much smaller than I actually am.

I look towards Artemis to pass the time. She has her hair up into a ponytail, though two chunks of hair remain untied by the sides to frame her face. She has the face of a goddess; lips that are slightly upturned in a permanent smile, and eyes that shine bright with life. Her body is even more perfect, it is glowing lightly to showcase her immortality. She's wearing a silver toga from her meeting and it shimmers with her every movement.

She turns her head slightly and sees me staring. She glares at me and makes a tiny 'umph' sound as she walks faster to catch up with my dad.

We walk down for what seems like eternity, and then I see the door to the throne room. I breathe a sigh of relief, just because I am a god doesn't make me immune to getting exhausted. My dad smiles warmly at the heavily armed guards, who merely nod in return. "Welcome Lord Poseidon, Lady Artemis, Lieutenant Perseus Jackson," one says.

I almost tilt my head in confusion and then I realize that I am a lieutenant. But then my confusion rekindles, how do they know this?

Artemis smiles at the guard. "May we be allowed entry?"

The guard, who had been staring at her inappropriately, snapped out of it. He steps aside. "Of course, Lady Artemis." Artemis smiles coldly. "If you look at me again, I will personally send my Hunt after you. Got it?" The guard looks up at her. "Got it," he mutters.

We walk by him. I don't what got into me, but I pulled him by his shirt collar. I scowl at him, teeth gritted. "Touch her and you're dead," I growl. I let go and he scrambles to his original spot.

I enter the throne room, and I have to admit, I am impressed. The ceiling was decorated with various paintings about the history of the gods. The tile was an elaborate design that looks like it took a whole year just to make one tile. Curtains line the walls, though there isn't much point. We're underwater, we don't really have any sunlight that can come through the windows.

In the very center,there is a very beautiful woman sitting on the throne on the left. She smiles, and stands. She has beautiful blonde hair that stops at her waist and blue eyes that sparkle. I recognize her immediately as Amphitrite. She sees me, and her original smile twists into a slight pout. "Poseidon," she says, and she hugs my dad. Artemis coughs, probably not liking the public display of affection. She steps back from their embrace. She turns to look at me. "Percy! What a pleasure it is to see you!" She doesn't hug me.

Poseidon places a hand on her shoulder. "Amphitrite, dear, Perseus has become a god."

Amphitrite places a hand on her her heart. "A-a-a god?!" She sputters. "Didn't you have a vote or something?" Poseidon nods. "Yes, we did. He is my new lieutenant as well." Amphitrite looks shocked, but Poseidon continues, "Artemis has also graciously decided to assist us." Artemis half nods, "It always is nice to see you, Aunt Amphitrite." "You too, dear," the blonde woman says.

She walks back to her throne. "Triton!" She calls, "we have visitors!"

My half-brother walks in, err, swims in...wait no, flies in...oh, just screw it, you get the point. He has long black hair that reaches his waist and a big bushy beard. He looks at my dad and smiles. "Anything you need, father?" Poseidon shakes his head. "Yes, Triton, in fact I do. Remember Percy?" I sheepishly wave my hand. Triton narrows his eyes at me. "Ah, yes. The product of my father's infidelity." "Manners!" Amphitrite scolds him. Artemis awkwardly clears her throat.

"Anyways...er...Percy here has become a god. He is to rule by my side," Poseidon says.

Triton scowls. "But I am your heir."

"Uh huh, yes, well, you were my only immortal child that could actually...er...rule. But my son," he says, looking at me, "has saved Olympus twice and could possibly save us again."

Triton looks towards Artemis and his glare softens. "Ah, the only sexy Olympian. It is such a pleasure to see you." Artemis glares and gives him a *very* pleasant gesture. Triton smirks and Amphitrite rolls her eyes. "How many times do I have to tell you that you cannot flirt with a maiden in such an obnoxious way?" Triton shrugs. "For the rest if eternity, I suppose."

I remember immediately that Tyson should be here. I look around the throne room, as if that'd help. "Is Tyson here?" "No," Poseidon replies simply, "he's on a date with some harpy."

Ella.

"Oh," I say dejectedly.

"He'll be back in the morning," Amphitrite reassures. I shrug. "Triton, can you show Percy and Artemis to their room?" Triton nods. "Of course I can." He opens the doors and invites us to follow him.

We walk down numerous halls, and I'm pretty sure that I'm never going to memorize this whole place, even if I do have an eternity. We stop in a corner of the halls, and two doors face each other. He points at the left. "Sexy Lady's room." He points to the right. "Loser's room." Artemis chokes back a snort and Triton smiles and does a small victory dance. He leaves us and I open my door.

It's a nice room, with a queen bed in the center. The comforter is fluffy and the pillows are impossibly soft. The wood floor makes a weird clunk sound as I walk on it. A door connects a bathroom with a bathtub/ shower and a porcelain sink. I collapse on my bed, and close my eyes, not even close to ready for the nightmare.