The Stolen Trident: Chapter 14

''' Chapter 14 '''

''' I Return What Was Lost '''

We traveled underwater. I gave Zack the Trident, and he used its power and his own to get us back to New York in an hour. I decided that I wanted Joe and Zach to go tell camp about what happened in-case I didn’t make it back. Zack handed me the Trident, and I dove down. Ok I hate, swimming, I know I had been swimming a lot lately and I had never swam before, but I was scared out of my mind the whole time, and the alternative was worse than swimming. This time though, I hated it. I was able to get a hippocampus to bring me to Atlantis. It was almost midnight on Thursday, I had a few minutes left. We landed on the steps of the palace at 11:58 PM. I ran through the hall and into the throne room.

“It looks like he will not bring me my Trident,” Poseidon said, “Prepare to flood the world.”

“WAIT!” I yelled.

Poseidon looked down at me. His face was hard, but it softened a little when he saw the Trident. I told him the story of our journey. He listened intently, but his eyes were on the Trident the whole time. At the end of my story, I put the Trident at his feet. The Trident flew to his hand.

“It is good to have my Trident again, I guess I will not kill you,” He turned to leave.

“Sir? Lord Poseidon?” I asked.

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'; font-size: 20pt">He turned and raised an eyebrow at me as if to say, ‘Yes?’.

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'; font-size: 20pt">“Do you know who ordered the theft of your Trident?” I asked.

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'; font-size: 20pt">“No, I am afraid not, If it is not Kronos or Gaea, I fear it may be more powerful. I can’t think of anyone at the moment.” He replied.

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'; font-size: 20pt">“Thank You, sir,” I said, and I bowed.

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'; font-size: 20pt">Poseidon looked at me, and then waved his hand. The place shimmered before my eyes, I was heading home. Finally.

The Stolen Trident: Chapter 15