Here is chapter two!
Chapter Two: In there
If the outside of the building left Percy speechless the inside had caused him a small seizure.
There was so much inside the room that it was hard for Percy to focus on one thing at a time. His ADHD wasn't helping either. The dome that Percy saw from the outside was transparent, made of some sort of crystal that he was too lazy to identify. The moonlight glimmered through the ceiling giving the place a majestic touch.
"Annabeth this- this place is..." Percy stammered, smiling.
The place was full of small altars for the gods. Each one had a statue and something that represented each god. Percy eyed Aphrodite's altar. Actually it was hard to miss, since it had a pink loveseat with furry pillows of every pastel color that existed on earth. The statue of the goddess represented her magnificent elegance. It was made out of the same crystal from the roof, accentuating the beauty of the goddess. Percy would have stayed all night staring at its delicacy if it weren t for Annabeth's playful smack behind his head with her open palm.
"Ouch! What? I think Aphrodite will love her altar". Percy said trying to appease Annabeth. She just smiled and kept walking.
"Annabeth this- this place is amazing!" Percy could hardly find words to describe the beauty and complexity of the place.
"Come. Here is what I wanted to show you". Annabeth murmured tilting her head in the direction she wanted Percy to walk in.
He did. He stared at Annabeth's back. Yeah, architecture was cool and all but her features were beyond any design or beauty ever imagined by men. It was like watching 3D in a 2D world. Percy tried hard to concentrate in statues, metal, dust, loveseats... It wasn t working.
"This one is for Poseidon," Annabeth explained in a matter-of-fact tone. "I think you should take a look at it before I make anything official." The altar had Poseidon's statue. It resembled all those paintings you see of him everywhere but without the trident and without the lame face many statues had. It was made of a crystal that glowed green, like the ocean. To the side of the statue, there was a fountain. It had a wall decorated with corals and water descended from it splashing in a series of containers that went from the smallest one at the top to a larger container at floor level. There were seashells, starfishes and sea horses of stone embedded to the fountain. Inside the pool, Percy could see fishes of many colors. But what Percy liked the most was the sound of the water falling and rushing through the different levels that the fountain had. It was pleasant, soothing.
Annabeth was staring at Percy. At the beginning she was looking for any sign of discontent or dislike towards her creation. She had spent a lot of time and effort in this specific design knowing that it was for Percy's father. It was also the first she made so maybe she feared that something was amiss.
Suddenly she was drowning in Percy's sea green eyes. There was something about the dim light that made Percy's eyes look greener than ever. Stunning. She could not help but think of that time when Clarisse and her friends had thrown them into the river. How Percy had embraced her and made the air bubble. She could clearly remember his smile and his soft lips.
She was awoken from her reverie when she saw Percy inside the fountain.
"What. Excaclty. Are. You. Doing?" She spat out in disbelieve.
Percy lifted his head with eyes wide open, just like a kid who had been caught doing something he wasn't supposed to. He looked at Annabeth who had thrown her arms in the air to emphasize her incredulity. Percy smiled.
"Well, since Aphrodite's altar has a pink loveseat, I think my father's altar should have a throne placed here." Percy was now placing himself in the middle of the fountain. He had managed to control the water current and was now molding the water into what appeared to be a chair or something.
Annabeth's frown slowly changed into a quizzical look. She placed her hand on her chin in a thinking stance. "Don't move." With that she was gone.
"Hey! I know I don't get wet but it is still cold in here you know." He yelled at Annabeth's disappearing figure. He was left alone with the statue of his father and a few fishes nipping what little bare skin he had.
Hope you like it! Please review. There is definitely more coming and things will get a little complicated for Percy and Annabeth...