Lords of Monsterville
Disclaimer: Percy Jackson belongs to Rick Riordan
Disney Land. The greatest monster home ever. It was started by the most famous son of Apollo. Walt Disney. When he build the park he enlisted the children of Heaphsteus to build the rides and the children of Hades to get the metals required. The scent of so many half-bloods attracted large amounts of monsters so the children of Zeus, Athena and Ares were needed to defend the place. That attracted even more monsters so the children of Poseidon used the swamps to build incredible defenses around the place. Thousands flocked to Disney Land so the children of Hermes came to steal things and pick pocket almost every half blood comes to work in Disney Land in the summer. Back to my Life!
"We are at Disney Land?" I asked. This was getting to weird.
"Yes, here are a few things your dads sent. Now, we only know they are here. We know nothing else. Good Luck!" said Mrs. Dodd's and flew away.
"Wait!" I yelled.
"No time honey, Robbie Williams's new music video is on!" yelled the other furies.
"So even evil demon grannies listen to him?" asked Alex.
"Guess so. Lets see what our dad's sent."
Ares sent Alex a watch, a stabbing spear, some new clothes and three hundred bucks. My dad sent me some new clothes, a cell phone, jelly beans and two envelopes. The first one contained some cash, and a warning not to open the other one before Alex. We quickly went over and paid for two tickets. For the first time, I was in Disney Land. Now, normally people see a giant amusement park. Me and Alex saw so much mist and monsters that we trip and fell into several people.
"This is hopeless. There is no way we will find them," said Alex. So far we had been trapped several times in various places.
"Put your hands under the table and spread your legs. Your ass is mine..." said a voice behind us. A definitely male voice. A voice that sounded like an old smoker. I turned and bowed to the blacksmith god. Alex reluctantly did the same.
"First off, don't bow and scrape to me. And call me Vulcan," said Heaphsteus. Weird. I had always pictured him as an angry short tempered guy, but he was really laid back. He wore jeans and a pink T-shirt behind his tight leather apron. His flaming red hair was pulled back into a ponytail.
"Right," I said. "Lord Vulcan."
"Just Vulcan, Percy."
"Okay Vulcan. Can you help us? We are searching for two other half bloods. A daughter of Zeus and a daughter of Athena."
Hephaestus gestured for us to follow. "Kid, if they are here there is only one place they can be. I haven't checked but hey, what you gonna do?" He didn't seem to care that neither me or Alex were really listening. "Sorry about sending out Talos. But Dionysus made me an offer I couldn't refuse. For a personal McDonald's, I said no. For five tons of gold, I said no. But an entire apartment building filled with Sprite, just how could I say no?"
"I have no idea. My life certainly isn't worth that much," I said sarcastically.
"Don't worry about the damage done to Talos," he went on; unhindered. "I am repairing him. In a week he will be back to killing all who the people who give me Sprite say should be killed by him!"
"You have an incredible way with words," said Alex also sarcastically.
"Will you believe you are the only sober person who ever told me that? I mean I know my wife has been cheating on me for the past two thousand years, but I can't be that uninteresting, I mean."
"Make it stop, make it go away!" I moaned.
"Vulcan, listen closely," said Alex. Hephaestus turned to face him. "Please in the name of all that is good and holy, shut up!" said Alex.
"Where was I? Alright, I mean it must be her, not me and sure, I did force her to marry me but..."
Okay this had gone on long enough.
"I know the guy was thrown out of Olympus by his mom but I didn't think he would be this annoying," whispered Alex.
"Did you say some thing about my mom?" asked Hephaestus, eyes murderous. Never look into a god's eyes. You will see terrible things. I saw people burning to death, metal masks molding on to their faces and chocking them to death, volcano's killing thousands. I know it's unwise to insult a god but I had enough.
"Vulcan, listen closely." I cupped my hands to my mouth and yelled as hard as I could. "I said, your mom is a man!"
Now that was officially the stupidest thing I have ever done. Not only did Heaphsteus call fire down upon me and Alex, I also insulted the wife of Zeus. Never anger a god of fire.
"Your insolence will be ended!" yelled Heaphsteus. He no longer looked so calm. His body was cloaked in flames, his hair stood wildly and lava danced around him. In his hands he held a double headed hammer.
"Over there," muttered Alex. He pointed to a hole in the wall. "It leads to a labyrinth. Annabeth and Thalia are kept there."
"Well, I guess this is it," I said. I grabbed Riptide and moved forward towards Hephaestus.
"Percy, I am sorry," said Alex. Suddenly I felt like a very big, very angry hellhound had rammed me. I flew towards the hole and landed a safe distance away. Alex drew his black blade. Heaphsteus laughed. He raised his hammer and brought it down hard. I mean I could feel the air splitting under the hammer. However Alex blocked the hammer with his sword.
"I think it's time you realize something," said Alex coldly. And I mean coldly. His eyes turned red with fire and long cracks appeared on his arm. Heaphsteus seemed unbothered however and blasted some more flames at him. The fire didn't even burn Alex's clothing. "You wield the fire, I am the fire!" The black blade burned white hot and with one slash the Hammer broke. With the next Heaphsteus retreated. Not even a god could stand up to whatever Alex was.
Alex changed and suddenly looked like he normally did when he came back. He looked completely unfazed. "Now that was intense," he said. "Got lucky again. What did you see in the mist?" he asked. Not this was going to far. The mist may distort my few a little, but twice in the same way? Something was wrong here. I guess my expression showed on my face, cause Alex then said, "Come on. We have to go get your friends." He had me there. Nothing was stopping me from seeing Annabeth again. Even if it meant trusting flame boy.
When you think labyrinth (Why you would think it I have no idea) you think scary walls with low, dripping torches. This was nothing like that. It had artfully painted walls, soft carpets and electric lights in the ceiling. Why would anyone waste money on such a place? Simple. It was half-blood heaven. After walking for two hours we came upon a bar obviously meant for half bloods and immortals.
"Nice," said Alex, looking around happily. "They have nectar! Yo, barkeep! Give me a standard nectar and keep them coming."
I punched Alex on the shoulder. "We are not supposed to be drinking nectar in this bar! We should be roughing up the patrons until we find out what they know!" I said.
Alex calmly sipped his fourth nectar. And the barkeep gave him another one. Two reasons why Alex shouldn't be able to enjoy his drinks. One, more than two cups of nectar and a half-blood starts to get a free cremation. Four and there won't even be any ashes. However, Alex was calmly drinking hot liquid death like it was Diet Coke with Lemon. Two, the barkeeper was so uglier than Mrs. Dodd's. No, that is an understatement. He looked like the result, of what happens when a man loves a rabbit way, way too much.
"Right!" said Alex and proceeded to punch the barkeep in the face. "Tell me where the half blood are being kept!"
"Security!" yelled the barkeep. We were then grabbed by two massive trolls. The nectar had a bad effect on Alex, because he didn't seem quite capable of controlling his strength. Together we were dragged off.
Alex took a while to get out of his groggy state. We were dragged of to cold cells that were dripping. A harpy came to talk to us.
"Perseus Jackson and Alexis Hemmingfeild?" asked the harpy.
"That's us" I said.
"Right. You are here by charged, with insulting Hera, assaulting Heaphsteus and leaving camp half blood without permission. We also have reason to believe that you are a frequent jay walker. For this, you must die!"
"For what? Jay walking?" asked Alex.
"No, for your crimes against the reigning gods! Honestly, I am so going to enjoy eating you."
"You are going to eat us?" I gasped.
"Not you too! With all of you, half-bloods it is the same. No, I don't want to be eaten, I want an open casket," she whined.
"Okay then. Where are we?" I asked. This was going to be a long day.
"You are at the remains of Atlantis."
Atlantis. Why couldn't I remember anything about Atlantis? Alex had stood up. The nectar had worn off then.
"You know what this means?" he asked.
"We can sell my entire life story to a novelist?"
Alex sighed. "No. This means your two friends must be here. Atlantis is the perfect place."
"Why?" I asked.
"Because Atlantis has a library that is impenetrable. It's doors are god proof. They are made by adamantine. Only a mortal can open them."
"Right" I said. "How to we get out?"
"I have no idea" said Alex.
Annabeth was here. All that was standing between us was some stupid cell door. The guards had left our weapons with us. I carefully drew Timmy..
"You know, the bars in this cell are made of an adamantine mix. There is no way you are shattering them." I swung with all the strength my rage gave me. See, Zeus, with his fancy lightning and other power was the most powerful god, but physically, Poseidon was strongest. When I swung , the bars held. The ground it was cemented in didn't. The completely undamaged cell door hit the wall with a loud bang.
"That was impressive." said Alex a minute later.
"Whatever. Where is the library?"
Alex looked around and found a sign. "I have no idea," he said looking at the sign.
"What do you mean?" I asked. "The sign says the library is that way." The sign said that, with a coral arrow to point in the direction.
"Are you serious?" he asked. "It all looks like scribbles to me."
"No, it is clearly defined letters," I said, tired of his game. "It's not even playing up with my dyslexia."
Alex looked at me with wide eyes. "Percy, only you can read this," he said.
"Like I said before: whatever. Lets go." Some claim adamantine doors are near impossible to open. I was ready to bash it in when Alex suggested using the handle. We went in calmly.
The first thing I saw was hundreds of bookshelves. Annabeth was reading one of the books looking a little thinner that usual.
"Hello, Wise girl," I said, smiling down at her. Annabeth immediately jumped up and hugged me. Only this time she held on.
Alex looked away and saw Thalia. "You okay?" he asked.
"I'm fine," she replied. "Annabeth, let go of seaweed brain. We have to tell him, remember?" she said.
Annabeth had tears in her eyes when she looked up. "Percy, this is a-a-"
"A trap," finished Thalia. "Me and Annabeth figured it all out. They brought us here to get you to come here. At first they wanted to capture you but something kept them away. They even sent some minor gods but they could even get close."
"But why do they want to capture me?" I asked. I reluctantly let go of Annabeth.
"Because of this. They said only you will be able to read it." She pointed to a tablet with some writing on it.
"Two questions," I said. "One, why didn't you just open the door and leave, two why am I the only one who can read this stuff?"
"One answer," said Thalia. "You are the son of Poseidon. This is Atlantis. The weird fishy language you speak is used here. This entire fortress was build for the children of Poseidon under his orders. It obeys your whims. No one else's."
"Right," I said, and walked off towards the tablet. Here is more or less what stood there.
The world was divided in three after the fall of the titans. Hades, became the dark lord, ruler of the dead. Zeus, the ruler of all, king of the sky. And our lord Poseidon watches over the sea. However Poseidon wishes to have all, and If the beast awakens all may come to him. The slayer of Gods and Titans, the ancient warrior known as Okeanos, Kronos' own brother. This, for lack of a better word Titan, is known as the doom of all. The destruction he wrecked caused his own father, Ouranos to imprison him forever. He was cast back, in adamantine chains, which none save a half blood could break. However the beast would be indebted to the warrior and his father if he is freed and a prophecy will be made. At the age of sixteen a son of Poseidon will use his last breath to either free Okeanos or slay Kronos forever. How he will do this remains a mystery. However we have no way of predicting what the prophecy will dictate or how they will see it. So our doom is-
I remember what Annabeth said about the future and how I would try to change it. I was not going to allow that to happen. However, I couldn't read further because I was interrupted. By Luke, Ares and Heaphsteus who looked kinda bruised.
Ares smirked. "You should have known Perseus, a god-proof door only works when it is closed."