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I 016. I
𝑮𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑮𝒐𝒓𝒆
❝ midas ❞
HER ANGER LEVEL WAS RISING. She had almost been caught in enough traps to take her legs off. The second Leo had disarmed them, she ripped them to shreds with her powers. She had ignored the wide eyed looks from her friends.
Jason would've died five times on the way to the front door if not for Leo.
First it was the motion activated trapdoor on the sidewalk, then the lasers on the steps, then the nerve gas dispenser on the porch railing, the pressure-sensitive poison spikes in the welcome mat, and of course the exploding doorbell.
Leo deactivated them all. It was like he could smell the traps, and he picked just the right tool out of his belt to disable them.
"You're amazing, man," Jason said.
Leo scowled as he examined the front door lock. "Yeah, amazing," he said. "Can't fix a dragon right, but I'm amazing love
"Hey, that wasn't your—"
"Front door's already unlocked," Leo announced.
Piper stared at the door in disbelief. "It is? All those traps and the door's unlocked?"
Leo turned the knob. The door swung open easily. He stepped inside without hesitation. Ariadne followed, just as Piper caught Jason's arm.
Their first impression of the house: Dark.
From the echo of her footsteps she could tell the entry hall was enormous, even bigger than Boreas's penthouse; but the only illumination came from the yard lights outside. A faint glow peeled through the breaks in the thick velvet curtains. The windows rose about ten feet tall. Spaced between them along the walls were life size metal statues. As Ariadne's eyes adjusted, she saw sofas arranged in a U in the middle of the room, with a central coffee table and one large chair at the far end. A massive chandelier glinted overhead. Along the back wall stood a row of closed doors.
"Where's the light switch?" Jason's voice echoed alarmingly through the room.
"Don't see one," Leo said.
"Fire?" Piper suggested.
Leo held out his hand, but nothing happened. "It's not working."
"Your fire is out? Why?" Piper asked.
"Well, if I knew that—"
"Okay, okay," she said. "Ariadne? What about you?"
Ariadne focused her eyes. She held up a hand and a slight pulse escaped off of it. Leo, who stood in front of her, became wary, shaking his head every once and a while.
