Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction 3 2018 | Page 163

“You will never get it back!”
“Shut up!” Jason growled at Loki.
A thick stream of water was blasted at Loki, all eyes were sat upon Percy, he laughed and grinned mercilessly
at the still body of Loki. We ran and ran towards the end of the tunnels fast as we can. Bright light blinded
us, we arrived in a beautiful garden, rose bushed the perimeter of the square shape garden. Green grasses
crunch when you step on it, clean wooden benches and chairs sat in the middle and next to the lilies and
daises circling the picnic area under the shade of a tall and strong willow tree, lay the statue. From
somewhere above us, Leo yelled, “Jason, summon a blast of wind and lift it onto the chains!” I jumped back
and fell in alarm. “When did you get there?”
“Just a little trick .” Leo tutted.
“Okay! ” Jason shouted.
Jason summoned a tornado and lifted the statue off the ground, onto a thick golden chain and onto the ship.
We stepped into the elevator, it is painted gold with the diamond buttons. Half a circle was formed in the
middle of the gigantic room, golden thrones sat majestically on the pearl marble floor. In the middle sat
Zeus. His nose curled into a snarl, “No child of Atlas should walk through these doors.”
“Stop, I freed her from her prison. Lift her punishment, Zeus.” Leo growled
“Okay, fine.” Zeus sighed.
“Calypso, you look as beautiful as ever.” Percy blushed.
Percy summoned a puddle of water. “Is that me?”
“Yes,” Zeus said “bring forth the statue. ”
Leo returned the statue.
“I will sent you to camp. Farewell. ” Aphrodite said.
The campfire stood out against the night sky. Demigods were burning sacrifices. Their eyes all turned
towards me. A centaur shouted towards them. “They return the statue. Go rest.” He was pointing towards
some cabins downhill. We said goodnight and I collapsed and slept.