The Lightning Thief (Argo/hbh's Version)

Olympus.

Bea's POV:

Ok so update:

Percy's not a fugitive anymore, nor are any of his friends wanted anymore. Percy, Annabeth and Grover are said to be kidnapped in Manhattan (by Ares) and me, Thea, Heja, and Fenris have been kidnapped in the days after that. The commotion Percy has caused is now said to be done by Ares, and Percy, the brave kid, has stolen a gun and fought their captor on Santa Monica beach.

Now that everyone's innocent again, the people have gathered money to buy a plane ticket back to New York. I didn't know where they got all the money from (7 plane tickets is expensive) but it happened, and soon we were on the plane back to New York, to Olympus. 

Percy tried to convince us to go back to camp. "Let me handle it from here." He said. We refused. "No." Grover said. "We've started this journey together. Let us end it together as well."

The eyes went to me, Heja, Thea and Fenris. Would we stay? We weren't there from the beginning after all. Annabeth then whispered something in Percy's ear, something none of us could hear. Percy's whole demeanor changed and suddenly he wanted us to come. 

The plane ride was.. stressing at the least. We were all aware that Zeus was angry we were in his domain. Every bit of turbulence made my face go pale and grab the arm rest of my seat, but luckily we landed safely. 

When we all got out a lot of reporters started gathering, but Annabeth with her invisibility cap and me with my mind control made sure to lead the reporters to the wrong place. As we joined the group again we immediately left the airport, taking a cab to New York.

"Olympus is in the empire state building?" Heja said. Annabeth nodded. "Yep. Secret six-hundredth floor." 

As we walked in the lobby Percy walked to the front desk. "Hey man." He said. The guy behind the desk looked at Percy, unamused and probably assuming he was going to do something annoying. "How do we go to the 600th floor?" Percy asked. "What?" The guy said. "There's no 600th floor, mate." Oh. Maybe the guy's a mortal...

"Zeus doesn't have audiences with any random ragamuffin from the street." The guard says. Okay he's not just a mortal, that's good.

"And.. if I have this?" Percy said, showing the inside of the backpack. For a second the guy didn't recognize the metal cylinder that was in it, then his face went pale. 

"Is that.." 

"Yes." Percy said. "Master bolt. Can we now go up the elevator?" 

The guard nodded, and frantically handed Percy a golden key. "The fate of the world is in your hands, mate. Don't mess up."

Percy nodded and joined us again, holding up the key so we could see it. We all somehow fitted in the same elevator, and there we went, to Olympus. No one, and I say no one was thinking about the fact we were about to meet our godly parents, some of us for the first time. 

Once the lift stopped, we heard a ding. The doors opened, and welcome folks, to Olympus. 

The elevator door leaded up to a narrow bridge over Manhattan. The other side of the bridge leaded to a mountain of clouds. In the mountain was all kinds of architecture. Villages, mansions, palaces, squares, gardens.. everything you thought Olympus had, Olympus had it. 

As we walked to the top of Olympus, where Zeus's palace was and therefore the summer solstice, all kinds of stuff was going on. The muses were singing in some park, there was a little market here, people walking around there. Nature spirits, minor gods and goddesses, mythical passive creatures..