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I am back with Chapter 3!
Previously: (A/N: This is in Annabeth's POV)
Percy wanted to explore the area near the entrance, so I walked over to the worn out furniture and leaned on one of them. I waited for a while for Percy and I heard a rustle. Even though it was probably Percy, I couldn't help but be a little suspicious.
Walking over, I saw Percy glancing over wearing a familiar expression that I had seen on someone else before. Where had I seen it?
A jolt went through me. I remembered the positions and clothes of the two people in my vision. The man stood where Percy was, with the same expression, one of inquisitiveness. The girl was where I was. I was even wearing a white dress similar to hers?
Wondering what was going to happen next, I only had one thought. What the Hades was going on?
Percy's POV:
I wasn't exactly sure what was going on. I was just looking around and I came back to find Annabeth. But I started walking towards her, and she… changed? Something like that.
Her hair, which was tossed into a bun, wound itself into a braid that hung over her shoulder. Her casual clothes changed into a flowing white dress. Her facial expression changed to one of confusion. The only thing that stayed the same was her sparkling grey eyes.
Her eyes swooped over my image, so I looked down. What was I wearing…? Some weird tunic that seemed way too thin and loose for my liking. Is this how girls feel in dresses? If so, I don't understand why they like it so much. I feel…exposed. The tunic hung over my shoulder and a little over the length of a normal t-shirt. The pants were okay, it just felt weird wearing them.
My vision blurred. Some force was trying to take over my mind. I tried resisting, but I am honestly rubbish at this stuff. Annabeth is the one that is better at it. And judging by the defeated expression on her face, "it" had taken over.
What is this thing going to make us do? The upside was that even though it had taken over our movements and probably what we said, I could still think clearly and process what was going on.
"I" walked forward. "Are you the forbidden princess?" The forbidden what? Princess? Annabeth wasn't a princess! Well, I saw her as one, but she wasn't officially one.
Her expression contorted to one of suspicion. "What are you doing here?" she spoke and a dangerously calm voice.
"Um, I guess I was just exploring?" She looked like she didn't believe me, so I continued. "Well everyone is always going on about some 'forbidden princess' and I wanted to see if they were telling the truth."
"So you just expect to come here and inspect me like an animal?" she spat out.
"No! It's just that everyone keeps mentioning you, but no one really knows your story. Like why you are called the 'forbidden princess'."
Her expression darkened. Not quite to a scowl, but I could tell that her mood definitely dropped. She turned around and walked deeper into the garden. She didn't really yell me to go away, so I guess I was supposed to follow her?
"First of all, there is no need to keep calling me the forbidden princess. I am just a normal person, just born into an unfortunate life. Got it?" I nodded. "Next, my name is Alexandria." She had been staring at the ground while walking, but she turned around to fix her steely gaze on me. "What is your name?" She watched expectantly.
Wow. This girl was more intimidating that Annabeth herself. "Um, my name is Per—"
"Mmhm. That's nice." What?! She asks for my name but then doesn't want to hear it?
What. This is Annabeth. Of course she knows my name. Ugh, silly me.
I followed her as she made her way to some chairs. She sat down, so I followed suit.
"You, will first tell me your story, so I can decide if I can trust you with mine."
"Um." Cue the long pause, I thought.
"Well, I wasn't born in this area, but my mother carried me to this town before dying from the disease that was going around. I never knew her and I don't know where I am from. I was adopted by –"
The voice that was narrating through me suddenly stopped, and it felt its spirit retreat from my body.
"By…by umm… "
She raised an eyebrow. "By?"
"Um, I was adopted by some people, okay!" I snapped. She looked like she wanted to say something else, but stopped herself. Probably wanted to say some snarky remark about how I didn't even remember who my adoptive parents were.
Later, lovelies! A feminine voice echoed through my mind. I passed out.
Annabeth's POV:
I woke up on the hard ground of the garden. Ugh. Why is it that every time I come here I have to pass out?
I slowly sat up and noticed that Percy was passed out across from me. Unfortunately, he had passed out face first on the ground. I winced. That has to hurt.
Walking over to him, I knelt to the ground and flipped him over. Good thing our clothes changed back, or he would be so scratched up.
"Percy? Percy, wake up!" He didn't give any response, and I didn't really have any other choice, so I slapped him until he woke up.
"What?!" he shouted, "Oh, it's you. Why'd you have to slap me?"
"Opposed to?"
"I don't know? Dumping water on me?" he suggested.
"That would make no difference. You would still stay dry." I spoke in a bossy tone that I knew he hated because it meant I was right.
Rolling his eyes, he got up and clumsily tried to look cool while brushing dust off his jeans.
I tried to hold back a snort. "Seriously? You jeans are perfectly fine. Your clothes are fine. However, your face…" I trailed off at the end because I was trying to stifle at giggle.
Because I didn't wear makeup, I didn't carry a mirror with me. So I took a picture of his face and showed it to him.
His facial expression was priceless. The picture showed his face with entirely caked in dirt, like a mask.
"Yeah, you need to wash up. Let's go back to the hotel. I grabbed his hand and ran out of the garden.
I sat in the hotel room waiting for Percy to wash up so we could go out to eat lunch. What was taking so long today? Usually it only takes him a minute in the shower, considering he can use his 'awesome water powers' to assist him.
The experience this morning sort of bothered me. Nothing really happened, but I just wanted to know who was doing this. I remembered the voice at the end.
Later, lovelies! So obviously, the person is a woman or a man with an extremely feminine voice. I'm thinking it's probably not the latter.
Is it a goddess, or … what other possibility is there? A primordial? Titan? Monster? Spirit that escaped the underworld? Those don't really seem very likely, but when solving a problem, you have to take all possibilities into play.
Percy walked out of the shower, shaking the water out of his hair, spraying droplets everywhere and getting everything wet. Including me.
"Percy! You don't need to do that! You can just dry instantly!" I shrieked.
"But that's not as fun!" he protested.
"No, but it's not so fun getting all wet either!"
"So? It's fun!" he grinned.
"Percy!" I scolded playfully.
"But mommy!" he gave me puppy dog eyes.
"Hey, that's not fair! You did the puppy dog eyes again! You know I can't resist that!" I crossed my arms. Wow, we are acting so immature.
He gave a famous Percy smirk.
"Oh, shut up!" I giggled.
We walked out of the hotel still talking and joking, both of us avoiding the topic that we both needed to discuss. Getting to an Italian restaurant, (Yes, we are eating Italian in Greece.) we decided to go in. they seated us immediately.
The restaurant was full of people, and I didn't want to disturb them so we couldn't joke around anymore. We sat in silence. I was itching to ask him about what happened in the garden, but by the look on his face, he was still processing it. I was still processing it, trying to figure out what exactly happened.
Nothing really happened. Sure, there was a slight exchange. Sure, we found out a sliver of information about Percy's 'character. But it wasn't enough to do anything about.
"So…" I started.
"Hmm…" he replied.
"What'd you think of it?"
"It?"
Yes, Percy. You know what I'm talking about. Stop avoiding the topic."
He sighed. "Well I don't really know what's going on. Like who was that voice?"
I nodded in agreement. "Yeah, it's sorta confusing."
"Sorta?" he questioned.
"Yes! Now about the choice of attire, that kind of suggests that the people didn't live in our time, but lived probably in ancient Greece." He nodded in agreement. I took that as a cue to keep going. "The state of the garden also suggests that."
His face turned to perplexity. "State of the garden?" he prompted.
"Seriously, Seaweed Brain? You didn't see how the garden completely changed? The plants came back to life, the ivy kind of disappeared, and everything looked newer?"
"Oh, right. Yeah, I definitely saw that. Definitely noticed it. "he said sheepishly.
"Sure, you did." I said with my voice dripping with sarcasm.
"Well, I was more focused on how our clothes changed and –"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Our clothes changed, your hair became brown, your eyes turned blue, etcetera?
"My hair turned brown? My eyes turned blue? What? It's not still like that, is it?" He pawed his hair frantically, in an utter state of confusion.
"No, it went back to black and green when we woke up."
"Oh, okay good." He said, relieved.
I chuckled a little at his immaturity before calling a waiter over to take our order.
Some people just never change, do they?
So… Chapter 3!
Thanks to reviewers for chapter 2: Ten-Faced, Mighty Ruler of Gummi Bears, Guesss23, runningpool22!
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