YET ANOTHER MESSAGE FROM THE AUTHOR
Hey guys! I've actually been writing a lot lately! So, I think now that I have a schedule for life and stuff, I can make time to write here and (hopefully) please you all :)
But, I have been busy with two plays to rehearse for, yearbook meetings, and school. It's kind of hard to write after school because of these things, so I'll mostly be writing during study hall and computer class.
Back to the story,
Love, Isabel
~Leo's POV~
I backed away as much as I could in a cage. It's kind of hard, though, when you have two feet of space.
"Who are you? Where am I? What's wrong with him? Who am I?" I launched my questions at her.
"Silence," she said with a flick of her wrist. I tried to respond, but my voice wouldn't start. This was getting weirder and weirder. Magic was real?
She turned to the boy in black. She whispered something to him, and he nodded plainly. He made his way in a sleepwalk-type of way the other way, and suddenly, he disappeared in a cloud of black smoke.
I wanted to ask, or say something, but I still couldn't speak. It was like I didn't know how to talk.
The woman smirked and went back to whatever she was doing before. I slumped back to the side of the cage and closed my eyes.
~Vanessa's POV~
"ARIANA! WAKE UP!" I shook her. Her eyes were white and glassed over, but she was unresponsive.
I scrambled for what to do.
My singing wouldn't work, and this didn't seem like something to heal with a first aid kit.
I sat on the short wall, trying to get my thoughts together. To make a plan, I had to calm down.
But I couldn't. This was all my fault.
THE GODS. I was on Olympus, for crying out loud; I could ask the gods for help.
I lifted the wheelbarrow up and rolled it into the huge, golden entrance.
I drove it down the large hall. I looked around, but even the beauty of Olympus couldn't distract me.
"Where do you think you're going?" a voice said from in front of me. One of the giant pillars spoke, but it wasn't a pillar. It was a giant version of a human.
"I need to speak to the gods, please," I requested, trying to stay firm.
Instead, I got carried out, wheelbarrow and all, back to the front entrance of the palace.
"Wait! Stop! PUT ME DOWN!" I thrashed in between his two huge fingers.
I groaned as I plopped back down on the cobbled path.
"Now what?!" I said aloud, frustrated.
"I might be able to help."
I turned around towards the voice, and guess who was there? Annabeth.
"Um, hi," I said sheepishly. I had forgotten that Ariana and I had run away from camp. We didn't think anyone would come looking for us.
"What happened?" she asked, concerned but calm.
I explained about my mother, and Ariana's heritage, and the apple, and everything that had happened so far.
She just listened and nodded her head.
"We might have to sneak into the palace. I'm technically allowed to be here. I designed this place. But there are risks-if we get caught, there might be a punishment worse than death waiting for us. The gods can be cruel." she said, deep in thought.
Thunder boomed in the distance. "Well, there goes the Starbucks on Main Street," she joked, trying to calm me down.
I tried to laugh a little, but I was too stressed from all that had happened in the past days.
We took the wheelbarrow and Annabeth walked through the giant entrance with a long stride and her head held high. She was dressed in normal camp attire-her orange CHB shirt, jeans, and she had a New York Yankees cap hanging out of her back pocket. Maybe she was a fan.
The guard that picked me up before looked suspiciously at me, until Annabeth said, "She's with me. I'm on special design business." She smiled at him innocently, and he let us in, still staring at me.
We kept walking until we made it to two golden doors with intricate patterns etched into them. Another guard, whom I hadn't seen before, opened the door for us as we strode in.
The gods were all sitting on their large thrones, all decorated differently. They seemed to be arguing about something, which for some reason, didn't surprise me.
When we walked in, they all froze.
The one in the middle, Zeus, I guessed, stood up and said, voice booming, "What do you want?"
"Uh-" I stuttered quietly, a little startled. I never imagined the gods.
Luckily, Annabeth came to my rescue. She stepped in front of me, saying, "Lord Zeus, our friend here-" she stopped and gestured to the wheelbarrow as I held up one side, "has...uhh..fallen asleep, I guess you could call it, and nothing can wake her up. We were hoping you could do something."
"Ahh...a daughter of Eris...with a child of Harmonia. How...unusual." he mused.
"Please..." I said quietly.
One of the women stood up slowly. She wore a long, pale green dress, unlike some of the gods. One even wore a hawaiian floral shirt and boating shorts.
"Brother, you said we'd work on restoring harmony to the mortals. I've seen their quest. They deserve it. And this one-" she pointed to Annabeth, "has recreated Olympus in such a way that has made not only you happier, but the rest of us too. Her request should be fulfilled."
He tried to interject but he knew she was right. I smiled sneakily, but hid it so I wouldn't get in trouble. Who knew how bad the punishments were on Olympus.
"As you wish," he said almost mockingly. He waved a guard over, whispered in his ear, and closed his eyes and sighed annoyedly as the guard sped away. A few moments later, the guard was back with another god. He was in black robes and dark features.
Zeus gestured to Ariana and I stepped back a little with the wheelbarrow still in hand. The new god tried to smile at me, but he apparently didn't do that much, so it was more of a grimace. "This is Hypnos, the god of sleep," a goddess sitting upon a simple white stone throne explained. Annabeth's eyes flashed, as if she knew her. It must've been Athena, her mother. I could kind of see why the demigods didn't really like their parents.
Hypnos held his hand over Ariana's eyes. Her eyelids fluttered, and suddenly, she was awake, drawing a large breath.
Finally.
~YET ANOTHER MESSAGE FROM THE AUTHOR~
IM ACTUALLY ACTIVE WHAT
~IZZY