Harmony was an average Afro-Latina 13 year old girl who lived in New York...So everyone thought, She has a secret, A pretty big secret if you asked him
Percy Jackson x Fem Oc
First time writing so advice would be appreciated!!
English isn't my first...
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THE FURIES circled the parapets, high in the gloom. the outer walls of the fortress glittered black, and the two-storey-tall bronze gates stood wide open.
Up close, Harmony saw that the engravings on the gates were scenes of death. some were from modern times- an atomic bomb exploding over a city, a trench filled with gas mask-wearing soldiers, a line of african famine victims waiting with empty bowls -but all of them looked as if they'd been etched into the bronze thousands of years ago. She wondered if she was looking at prophecies that had come true.
Inside the courtyard was the strangest garden Harmony had ever seen. multicolored mushrooms, poisonous shrubs and weird luminous plants grew without sunlight. precious jewels made up for the lack of flowers, piles of rubies as big as her fist, clumps of raw diamonds. Standing here and there like frozen party guests were medusa's garden statues, petrified children, satyrs and centaurs, all smiling grotesquely.
In the centre of the garden was an orchard of pomegranate trees, their orange blooms neon bright in the dark.
"The garden of Persephone," annabeth said. "keep walking."
Harmony understood why her best friend wanted to move on. The tart smell of those pomegranates was almost overwhelming. She had a sudden desire to eat them, but the story of persephone was fresh in her memory. one bite of underworld food, and they would never be able to leave. percy pulled grover away to keep him from picking a big juicy one.
They walked up the steps of the palace, between black columns, through a black marble portico and into the house of Hades. The entry hall had a polished bronze floor, which seemed to boil in the reflected torchlight. There was no ceiling, just the cavern roof, far above. Harmony guessed they never had to worry about rain down here.
Every side doorway was guarded by a skeleton in military gear. Some wore greek armour, some british redcoat uniforms, some camouflage with tattered american flags on the shoulders. They carried spears or muskets or m-16s. None of them bothered them, but their hollow eye sockets followed them as they walked down the hall, towards the big set of doors at the opposite end. Two u.s. marine skeletons guarded the doors. They grinned down at them, rocket-propelled grenade launchers held across their chests.
"You know," Grover mumbled, "I bet hades doesn't have trouble with door-to-door salesmen."
"Well, guys," Percy gulped. "I suppose we should... knock?"
Harmony nodded. "Lord Hades would appreciate manners-"
A hot wind blew down the corridor, and the doors swung open. The guards stepped aside.
"I guess that means 'entrez'," Annabeth said.
The room inside looked just like percy described, except this time the throne of hades was occupied. He wasn't the first god Harmony had met, but he was one of the few that struck her as godlike.
