Honestly, do you really think I own Percy Jackson. Of course not! I do not own Percy Jackson!

SWIMMING IS NEVER A CHORE It's always something I can do to calm me down or think. Water just works for me like that. But holding up bubbles for all the males in Camp Half-Blood so they don't die and pulling the bubbles along behind me. Well... Let's just say it's hard.
April was no better. She was panting slightly as she swam, taking care of all the girls. But she wasn't sweating out enough to fill the arctic ocean. I was.
Speaking of April. I know she's my sister and all, but I am so mad at her. Doesn't she get it? I mean, she disappeared for what-12 years. Then all of a sudden she comes back and she thinks a simple sorry can fix all of it! Don't get me wrong, I'm glad she apologised and all but that doesn't take away the 12 years I spent wishing she was still alive.

Ahh, never mind.

The sea was a rainbow of blue as we swam along. Often, I could feel seaweed or kelp tickling my feet as I swam. I had taken my shoes off and put them in my bag, it was more fun that way.
As we swam we passed old ruins of gods-know-what. (Actually some of them probably do) They were made of yellowing bricks that had green vines weaving through them.
Finally, we came to it, the entrance to the forges. A wall of sea stone rose high up the sea like a dam. It shimmered as the sun shone on it. As it shimmered the sight of the wall flickered and you could momentarily see what lay behind.
On the left, a blur of orange and red mixing in with the blue of the water and looking like a purple hue. On the right, rows of brown and white that made up the village.

"It's just through the wall." I told them, trying not to actually laugh. The looks on their faces. Through the WALL?! Gods was it priceless.
I led them through the wall. I have to admit, it was a strange feeling, even for me, to walk straight through a wall that looked so solid. It felt like I was being squashed, like the wall didn't want to let me through, or maybe it was the floating mass of bubbles.
Speaking of which, I had to try extra hard to keep them intact because the wall seemed to want to kill my friends.
Finally, we reached the end, or I hope it was the end. Because if it wasn't, we really were in trouble. You see, I walked into the wall.
I know. You're wondering how a boy walking through a wall, can walk into a wall. Well, I can't exactly say how, I'm not sure myself. But one layer of that wall wasn't "walk-through" It was rock solid, hard and straight. Well- except for that one bit which is curved with the dent of my head in it.
I looked at April in horror. "How do we get out of here?" She too looked worried and she pounded her fist on the wall.

"Maybe we can blast it." She suggested. I nodded to her, momentarily forgetting I was meant to be angry at her. "Try it." She stood still, with an almost comical look of concentration, her nose scrunched up and her eyes pinched. Finally she made an action as if punching something. A huge ripple of water sailed towards the wall and made impact. With a bang (which hurt my ears by the way.), it rebounded backwards. It almost scattered all of my bubbles.

"Uhg!" She exclaimed. "Why didn't that work?" But I was focusing on something else.

"Shhh." I said distractedly to her. In front of me, chiseled into the rock, there were letters.

Cyclops forges and village. Entry only for cyclops' or any people/creatures permitted or allowed by Poseidon or any creature that already resides here.
Now I was as frustrated as April. "We're Poseidon's children for crying out loud! How much more permitted can we get?" I kicked the wall and winced. Now I was trapped in a wall and I had a broken foot. Could it get any better?

"Blllpbp." Annabeth said. Or that's what it sounded like through a bubble. She was obviously trying to tell me something. At April's nod, I slowly made my way through the bubble.
She grabbed me on the shoulders. She had that gleam in her eyes which meant she had an idea and I should be excited or very very scared.
"It says you need permission from a person who already lives there!" She exclaimed. I nodded. "yeah, I know, I read it too." She flicked my forehead. "You have a brother who lives in the forges." April stuck her head in through the bubble, which I had to admit I found a funny sight. "Brother?" She asked.
"Half brother. He's a Cyclops. Tyson." I replied. She removed her head. (But not literally.)
I turned back to Annabeth. "But how do I get him to hear me?" I asked. She shook her head. "I'm stumped on that one." I nodded. "thanks anyway." I gave her a quick kiss on the cheek and popped out of the bubble. Quite literally.
April sighed next to me. "Now we just have to find a way to make loads of noise."
"Well it's our best plan, so yeah." From behind me I sensed a disturbance in bubble 38. Franks bubble.

"What's the hold up?" He asked once my head was safely in the bubble. (Can your head ever be safely in a bubble? Wait, you can't usually get your head in a bubble can you?)
"Well we can't get through unless we have a Cyclops so we figured we can make lots of noise, get Tyson up here." I explained.

"Mmmm That's good." He ventured. "But what if someone goes in first and brings him back to you."

"But we can't go in until we have him." I said.

Frank got a gleam in his eyes. "Fish can pass through right?" I looked around and noticed normal fish and sea creatures swimming through as if they didn't see the wall.

I nodded. "Yeah." Frank smirked. "How small do you need me?"

According to Frank, it had only taken him 10 minutes to find Tyson and lead him to us. But it seemed like so much longer. I managed to rasp out an explanation of who Tyson was to April and then...then we sat on the sea floor getting more tired by the minute.
April was pretty much as tired as me now. Proof that the wall did seem to want to squish us into tiny people pancakes.
Finally though, Frank came back. He didn't come through the wall, he stood on the other side and we heard Tyson banging on the wall. In the end, a huge black fissure was created and it expanded until it was an archway, or a door perhaps.
We walked through and on the other side I immediately felt the difference. I was still as tired as. But it was like a pressure had been lifted off of me. It wasn't even like one of those times when you don't know you had it until it disappeared, I could feel it the whole time and now it was bliss to leave it behind.
Next to us, as if guarding the door, there was a statue of my dad. It was grey but it was fashioned in such a way that it looked like he was actually there. He could have been.
As the bubbles passed through, the statue stood up. It was around 4 times my height and it looked down on me, making me feel very small.

"Welcome to our domain, where two gods can reside in one domain. All creatures permitted shall be kept safe. Drop your bubbles."

I looked at the statue in horror. "What? If I drop the bubbles they will die."

"No they won't. Have some trust." The statue said. I felt it trying to sap my strength as it got me to surrender.

"But they'll die. They can't breathe in water." I protested. I heard a moan next to me as April turned white and almost collapsed. I caught her just in time but her bubbles collapsed.

"Oh no!" I heard Annabeth cry. "The bubble's gone. I can't breathe. I'm going to die. I'm going to-" She paused and looked down at herself in shock, like many others were doing. "I can breathe!" She squeezed me. "Percy I can breathe.!"

"Yeah, and I can't." I wheezed. She blushed and let me go. "Guess the statue was telling the truth." Slowly, I let go of my bubbles... And my legs. That statue was a really good strength thief.

Jason helped me up and Piper took April out of my hands.

"Let's go." Frank said. "Before you two completely pass out because of that statue."
As we walked to Poseidon's palace, we took in our surroundings. We walked on old fashioned cobblestones with little rows of corral reef at the sides. School of fish swam above us and I found myself hearing random conversations. It seemed pretty ok for Atlantis.
Finally we got there. The water shimmered a golden colour around the courtyard, almost like a wall, but see-through and not solid. Light from the sun bended in the sea as if it was purposely aiming for the building that stood in the middle.
Guarding each side of the shimmering water were guards. They wore long white overalls with blue trousers. They had a green rare seaweed sash and a sea shell engraved with Guard to show that they were- well it's obvious- guards.
The one on the right walked up to me with his fancy looking clip board. "Name please."

"Percy Jackson." I replied.

"Hmmm. You're not on here. Sorry." He pointed out.

"But I'm Poseidon's son." I protested.

"Well, you're still not on the list." He stated. April stumbled forward.

"April Mae. I live here. Room 5.8/18." She said.

The man didn't even check his list. "Yes. Welcome back." Then he just let us through like that.

"Why didn't he let me in?" I asked once we were near the doors. A man opened the door for us as we approached the castle. We walked in and looked in awe.
The outside of the castle had been one thing. It had been like one of those old fashioned castled with the vines growing up and curving around the turrets, covering the bottom but not the complete top. The only difference was that there were no actual walls for the plants to grow up, it was like they had grown into that shape on their own and they were the things making the shape of the castle. You'd think it would be a bit see-through, and it was. But I had seen people from inside walk into their rooms, and with one word, they got the plants to grow a bit and cover the "walls" of their room. Besides, you couldn't even see the rooms, the strange golden light took care of that.
The inside was better. A long straight path of cobblestone went straight ahead. At the end, a throne sat, just like the one on Mount Olympus. Down the side of the long room, there were plants and bits of wall, floating in odd places, so the spaces between were around the size of doors. Wait, they were doors, the other things just showed you the entrances. As we watched, a small fish went up to what looked like a small pot box and just swam right in. The door handle next to it lit up and the words I'm home flashed on the front.
"He let me in because I live here." April answered. I had almost forgotten what I had asked her.

"This way." She said and led us through one of the "doors.". It was like walking in the aquarium. On each side, we could see other people or creatures walking through these things like we were, but the golden light seemed to stop us colliding or taking the wrong path. We had to go straight up, and I mean straight up, we had to do the breath stroke straight up and I'm pretty sure I'm not the only one who go water up their noses. Finally, the path straightened out and we went straight forward. Along the sides, there were pictures in frames floating against the golden "walls.". On closer inspection, we figured they were of April's childhood life, and I was in many. So after sufficient blushing, we came to the entrance. April made us stop and look down and under all the golden light, and the little pictures, and plants and all the creatures, we saw, at ground level, a huge room with a bed and a table and a draw and a huge desk. It looked, well, royal.

"That's Poseidon's bedroom." She said. "And now over to mine."

That said, she held her skirt, and jumped, right down that jump straight down as the path went only that way.
For a place underwater, we sure got pulled by gravity pretty fast. But I have to admit, Frank and Piper weren't the only ones who screamed either. But I didn't sound like a girl when I screamed. No matter what April said later.
It's safe to say, my sisters bedroom is amazing. We slid out into a bedroom that was big. On one side, there was a single bed with a window beside it. On the other, a cupboard and a desk. On the wall next to the door, there were shelves built into the wall with all sorts of trinkets and the lot in them. On her wall, on the other side of her bed, there were all sorts of certificates and booklets labelled Mission report on the wall.

"This is my room." April said. "At least the room I sometimes stay in when I have missions underwater or around here."

"And we'll be staying in this one room?" Frank asked sceptically, I could totally see why. Sure, the room was bright and big, but it wasn't that big.

"Ish." April said. "We're going to combine a few rooms together."

"That's all good." Jason said. "But there is kind of a floor and a ceiling and a solid gold thing."

"The gold thing is called a Sun-Drifter, and I can manipulate them." April replied.

"Prove it." Was our only reply.