Percy, deciding he better go along with thaila; for the time being, was walking to a bus station with Nico and "Thaila" as she said her name was. Percy didn't trust her, not one bit. The way she looked at Percy and Nico made him angry; she had the look in her eye that said "You are all so below me." 'How dare she?' Percy thought, 'How dare she think she's better than me! I should clock her in her smug fa-' Percy cut himself off. Where was this anger coming from? She had done nothing but save him. Yet he had felt like she had done nothing but insult him for years. He shook his anger off. The bus had arrived anyway. But just as they were about to board, Thalia stopped dead in her tracks. She was shivering. Nico for some reason, was dead on his feet; as if what he was looking at drained his very being. Percy looked over to what they stared so intently at. He saw three old ladies knitting a scarf, using three different colors of string. One sea green. One lightning blue. One as black as night. There were odd decorations of gray animals, but one was gold. A Golden Owl.
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The Children Of The Big Three:Book 1; The weapon thief.
Fanfiction"This oath is pointless!" Yelled Poseidon, "You cannot prevent a prophecy! You know this... little brother." "You dare..." Says Zeus;deadly quiet. At this point Hades could take it no longer, "Both of you,we are GODS;not children. Start acting like...
