·˚ ༘₊·➳ 𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐈𝐋
༊*·˚ {𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐘 𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐒𝐎𝐍}
❝𝑳𝒆𝒕'𝒔 𝒈𝒐 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒏 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒂.❞
Guided by prophecies and driven by the fate of the world, the daughter of the sun and the son of the sea uncover the...
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THEY COULD SEE THE WHITE FLAG FROM A MILE AWAY. It was as big as a football field, carried by a ten-meter-tall giant with bright blue skin and icy grey hair.
"A Hyperborean," Annabeth said.
"The giants of the north. It's a bad sign that they sided with Kronos. They're usually peaceful." Thalia explained.
"You've met them?" Percy said.
"Mmm. There's a big colony in Alberta. You do not want to get into a snowball fight with those guys."
As the giant got closer, Percy could see three human-sized envoys with him – a half-blood in armor, an empousa demon with flaming hair in a black dress, and a tall man in a tuxedo.
The empousa held the tux dude's arm, so they looked like a couple on their way to a Broadway show or something – except for her flaming hair and fangs. The group walked leisurely towards the Heckscher Playground. The swings and ball courts were empty. The only sound was the fountain on Umpire Rock.
Percy looked at Grover. "The tux dude is the Titan?"
He nodded nervously. "He looks like a magician. I hate magicians. They usually have rabbits."
Percy stared at him. "You're scared of bunnies?"
"Blah-hah-hah! They're big bullies. Always stealing celery from defenseless Satyrs!"
"You... scared of those... fuzzy rats?" Aden hid a laugh before Annabeth glared at him to shut up.
Thalia coughed.
"What?" Grover demanded.
"We'll have to work on your bunny phobia later," Percy said, "Here they come."
The man in the tux stepped forward. He was taller than an average human – well over two meters. His black hair was tied in a ponytail. Dark round glasses covered his eyes, but what really caught my attention was the skin on his face. It was covered in scratches, like he'd been attacked by a small animal – a really, really mad hamster, maybe.
"Percy Jackson," he said in a silky voice. "It's a great honor."
His lady friend the empousa hissed at Percy. She'd probably heard how he'd destroyed two of her sisters last summer.
"My dear," Tux Dude said to her. "Why don't you make yourself comfortable over there, eh?"
She released his arm and drifted over to a park bench.
Percy glanced at the armed demigod behind Tux Dude.
The moment Percy's eyes landed on Ethan Nakamura, a rush of anger surged through him, reigniting the raw emotions from their last encounter. The sight of Ethan, the demigod who had once been a comrade but had betrayed all of them, filled Percy with a burning rage.
