Mount Olympus

                                    

                                          
I'm dead. I'm definitely dead. I'm pretty sure i can hear Angels singing. Do angel's sing in hell? Are there even angels? These are the questions i should have asked while i was alive, but now i was dead so i guess it didn't matter. I'm a goddesses though right? What do goddesses, even minor one's, do or go after they die. Mount Olympus? I opened my eyes and gasped loudly breathing in deeply. I clutched my chest as my hair fell down around my face. My blue eyes wide as i stared at.. My brother. "Violet!" Percy exclaimed rushing forward and pulling me into a tight hug. 
                          
"I'm dead. We're dead. Oh gods I'm so sorry!" i cry out hugging him tightly. Percy starts laughing. 
                          
"We're not dead." he exclaims. I'm still trying to get my heart rate back to normal and make my breathing become regular. 
                          
"What do you mean we're not dead. I'm pretty sure i stabbed myself." i say pulling back and noticing for the first time that we're not alone. Jason stands about two feet away smirking. Thalia is running her hand through her hair bored. Nico is sitting off to my right, cross legged, and looks sort of distraught and dead. He's just staring at me. Hazel has a hand on his shoulder and seems to be trying to comfort him. 
                          
"Yeah you did." Percy says. I touch my stomach and feel the ripped fabric just big enough for a blade and the sticky stain around it. Blood. 
                          
"Are we still in Tartarus?" i question looking around. 
                          
"Unfortunately, yes." Thalia says drawing my attention. I glance up at her and furrow my eyebrows. 
                          
"So umm. Did Nico tell you what.." i pause. 
                          
"Yeah." Percy says with a nod.
                          
"And your'e all ok with that? Because i sure as hell am not." i grumble crossing my arms. "I want some answers. I want a  back story." i demand. Percy starts laughing at me. 
                          
"First we have to get out of here. You're still my sister. Your a goddesses but still my sister." Percy says pulling me to my feet as he stands. 
                          
"Well how do we get out of here? How did you do it last time?" i ask him. Percy sighs. 
                          
"Annabeth and i went through the doors of death." he replies rubbing the back of his forehead. 
                          
"Are you kidding me? Are we going to have to trek all the way across Tartarus again and.." i pause. A low rumble shakes the ground. Nico and Hazel scramble up staring at the shifting ground. "Umm.. Did i say something i wasn't suppose too?" i question when a brilliant white light envelops us. I don't even have much time to react besides shield my eyes from the beam. When i open my eyes again we're standing in the clouds. Literally. "Ok are we dead now because this can't be real." i say loudly and half annoyed as i stare at the full on Greek city just sitting in the clouds above what appears to be New York. 
                          
"We're not dead." Percy breathes out a wide smile on her face. 
                          
"Mount Olympus." Nico whispers pulling his sunglasses's off. Hazel does the same gaping at the scene. 
                          
"Are you kidding me? Full buildings. Columns and everything. Look at this. It's all solid and it's sitting on top of flimsy clouds!" i cry out gesturing towards the city. The sky darkened a little.
                          
"Don't offend the city of the gods." Thalia murmurs as they begin to move forward. 
                          
"But.. but.." Percy rolls his eyes and takes my hand pulling me along with him as people turn to look at us. Some whisper and point at me. Some glare. "They don't look very friendly." i say to Percy as we continue forward. He shrugs. 
                          
"Some are. Some aren't." he says which isn't very helpful. We enter a large open area ringed with columns and different types of chairs. 
                          
"Hey cool! Completely metal!" i cry out pointing at what could only be Hephaestus throne. A very tall man appears suddenly and sits down in the sea green chair and sets his trident against it. I glance up at him. Same eyes as Percy. The same smile too. He's in fisherman gear and his dark hair shines.