Annabeth
My eyelids lifted to reveal a grand room filled with extraordinary architecture that was all too familiar to me. The throne room of the Olympians.
Immediately without thinking I fell to my knees. As if it was an automatic response.
"Rise," a voice rumbles through the room. Unmistakably Zeus's
I do as he said and stood up on my feet. Allowing me to view the full room. Something sparks my attention.
Poseidon's throne was empty.
"Annabeth Chase, you have been called here today to discuss a pressing matter that has befallen us," Zeus continued, "As you are aware of, the hero Perseus Jackson is missing."
I nodded my head unsure of what to say.
"We believe this to be because of an awakening power, one that has not existed in over a millennium. This of course has got a few of us uneasy by not knowing what this could be," my mother spoke.
"May I ask why?" I said as politely as I could.
"Lately my power feels as if it is competing with something, or someone," Zeus answered, "That something or someone is powerful and the disappearance of Perseus whilst this is happening confirms my theories."
"They are my theories," Athena snarled. Zeus waved his hand at her dismissing her words to Athena's dismay.
"As you have probably noticed, Poseidon is not present for this meeting because he is in grief over what this power has done to his son," Demeter explained. I nodded my head.
"To conclude this meeting we will discuss the intruders into our world," Dionysus spoke bitterly.
"They do not seem to pose a threat at the moment, therefore I see no point in threatening or harming them. I say we do the opposite and welcome them, just not too nice because we do not wish for them to overstay their welcome," Athena analyses. The other gods nodded their heads.
"That is all, any more updates on your beloved we shall inform you," Zeus said and snapped his fingers. Glowing light surrounded me and my feet were back on the familiar ground of Camp Half-blood.
It wasn't until I got inside my cabin I broke down in tears.
Percy
Black.
That's the only colour I can see. Have seen for the past hours that I've been trapped.
My breaths are ragged and fearful. No one has spoken to me. It's as if they dumped me in this room and ran away. Well I think it's a room.
My body in slumped against a rough wall. No sound can be heard except my slight movements and my stomach aching for food.
How much longer will I be here?
Who did this?
Is Annabeth safe?
Questions running around in my mind. All waiting to be answered.
"Perseus Jackson," a deep voice called.
Light blasted through the room. I closed my eyes hoping to adjust to the sudden surroundings.
I opened my eye lids and felt my mouth hang open.
My eyes wide in shock.
The man looked back at me with those eyes.
The eyes that told me exactly who and what he was.