Chapter 7 – The Plan
As we got up there I walked a head of them with Thalia by my side. We reached the throne room and waited for Annabeth and Percy. "Arc, let me do this I have the curse." Percy tried to convince me. "That may be Perce, but I grew up being trained by Poseidon. He is less likely to kill me than you. No offense, oh and by the way give the jar to Hestia to look after, once it is given to someone else as a gift, it can't return to its original owner." I proceeded to climb on his throne and sit there. I understood why the gods like this, you could feel the power coursing through your body. My thoughts were interrupted as Poseidon spoke, "WHO DARES SIT- Arc, why are you on my throne?" I started to lose my concentration and could feel too much power coursing through me. "Sorry father, we need to talk. I have a way to stop Kronos and Typhoon, you won't like it though. It involves leaving your palace." Poseidon hesitated. "Well it is a good job I looked before obliterating you. Tell me your plan." I told him my plan and I could feel my body growing weak, not being able to handle the power. "That is absurd, I can't leave my palace." I cut him short, "father if you don't you won't have a palace either way, and if we get out of this alive I will help rebuild the palace." He hesitated, "Very well." I told him the minor things he had to do to help and proceeded to get off his throne, my clothes and skin were smoking. "Are you okay?" Thalia asked while hugging me. "Not really no, too much power going through my body, I now understand why the gods want to keep their thrones. I told him the plan and he said he will help, in return I kind of said I would help rebuild his palace." They all stared at me due to the fact that my plan actually worked.
