1. Can you surf really well, then?” I looked at Grover, who was trying hard not to laugh.
“Jeez, Nico,” I said. “I’ve never really tried.” He went on asking questions. Did I fight a lot with Thalia, since she was a daughter of Zeus? (I didn’t answer that one.) If Annabeth’s mother was Athena, the goddess of wisdom, then why didn’t Annabeth know better than to fall off a cliff? (I tried not to strangle Nico for asking that one.) Was Annabeth my girlfriend? (At this point, I was ready to stick the kid in a meat-flavored sack and throw him to the wolves.)
2. Hey, can I see that sword you were using?” I showed him Riptide, and explained how it turned from a pen into a sword just by uncapping it. “Cool! Does it ever run out of ink?” “Um, well, I don’t actually write with it.” “Are you really the son of Poseidon?” “Well, yeah.” “Can you surf really well, then?” I looked at Grover, who was trying hard not to laugh. “Jeez, Nico,” I said. “I’ve never really tried.” He went on asking questions. Did I fight a lot with Thalia, since she was a daughter of Zeus? (I didn’t answer that one.) If Annabeth’s mother was Athena, the goddess of wisdom, then why didn’t Annabeth know better than to fall off a cliff? (I tried not to strangle Nico for asking that one.) Was Annabeth my girlfriend? (At this point, I was ready to stick the kid in a meat-flavored sack and throw him to the wolves.)
3. As for my brothers,” Zeus said, “we are thankful”-he cleared his throat like the words were hard to get out-“erm, thankful for the aid of Hades.” The lord of the dead nodded. He had a smug look on his face, but I figure he’d earned the right. He patted his son Nico on the shoulders, and Nico looked happier than I’d ever seen him. “And, of course,” Zeus continued, though he looked like his pants were smoldering, “we must…um…thank Poseidon.” “I’m sorry, brother,” Poseidon said. “What was that?” “We must thank Poseidon,” Zeus growled. “Without whom . . . it would’ve been difficult-” “Difficult?” Poseidon asked innocently. “Impossible,” Zeus said. “Impossible to defeat Typhon.
4. The Council agrees,” Zeus said. “Percy Jackson, you will have one gift from the gods.” I hesitated. “Any gift?” Zeus nodded grimly. “I know what you will ask. The greatest gift of all. Yes, if you want it, it shall be yours. The gods have not bestowed this gift on a mortal hero in many centuries, but, Perseus Jackson-if you wish it-you shall be made a god. Immortal. Undying. You shall serve as your father’s lieutenant for all time.” I stared at him, stunned. “Um…a god?” Zeus rolled his eyes. “A dimwitted god, apparently. But yes. With the consensus of the entire Council, I can make you immortal. Then I will have to put up with you forever.” “Hmm,” Ares mused. “That means I can smash him to a pulp as often as I want, and he’ll just keep coming back for more. I like this idea.
5. Doesn’t miss many meals, does he?” Zeus muttered. “Tyson, for your bravery in the war, and for leading the Cyclopes, you are appointed a general I. The armies of Olympus. You shall henceforth lead you breathren into war whenever required by the gods. And you shall have a new…um…what kind of weapon would you like? A sword? An axe?”
“Stick!” Tyson said, showing his broken club. “Very well,” Zeus said. “We will grant you a new, er, stick. The best stick that may be found.” “Hooray!”
6. I looked at Thalia. “You’re afraid of heights.” Now that we were safely down the mountain, her eyes had their usual angry look. “Don’t be stupid.” That explains why you freaked out on Apollo’s bus. Why you didn’t want to talk about it.” She took a deep breath. Then she brushed the pine needles out of her hair. “If you tell anyone, I swear—” No, no,” I said. “That’s cool. It’s just… the daughter of Zeus, the Lord of the Sky, afraid of heights?
7. Your uncle,” Poseidon sighed, “has always had a flair for dramatic exits. I think he would’ve done well as the god of theater.
8. Kronos couldn’t have risen if it hadn’t been for a lot of demigods who felt abandoned by their parents,” I said. “They felt angry, resentful, and unloved, and they had a good reason.” Zeus’s royal nostrils flared. “You dare accuse-” “No more undetermined children,” I said. “I want you to promise to claim your children-all your demigod children-by the time they turn thirteen. They won’t be left out in the world on their own at the mercy of monsters. I want them claimed and brought to camp so they can be trained right, and survive.” “Now, wait just a moment,” Apollo said, but I was on a roll. “And the minor gods,” I said. “Nemesis, Hecate, Morpheus, Janus, Hebe–they all deserve a general amnesty and a place at Camp Half-Blood. Their children shouldn’t be ignored. Calypso and the other peaceful Titan-kind should be pardoned too. And Hades-” “Are you calling me a minor god?” Hades bellowed.
9. But I’ve never even been to Olympus! Zeus is crazy!” Chiron and Grover glanced nervously at the sky. The clouds didn’t seem to be parting around us, as Grover had promised. They were rolling straight over our valley, sealing us in like a coffin lid. Er, Percy …?” Grover said. “We don’t use the c-word to describe the Lord of the Sky.”
10. Wait just a minute,” Ares growled. He pointed at Thalia and me. “These two are dangerous. It’d be much safer, while we’ve got them here—” “Ares,” Poseidon interrupted, “they are worthy heroes. We will not blast my son to bits.” “Nor my daughter,” Zeus grumbled. “She has done well.
11. The god of wine looked around at the assembled crowd. “Miss me?” The satyrs fell over themselves nodding and bowing. “Oh, yes, very much, sire!” “Well, I did not miss this place!” Dionysus snapped. “I bear bad news, my friends. Evil news. The minor gods are changing sides. Morpheus has gone over to the enemy. Hecate, Janus, and Nemesis, as well. Zeus knows how many more.” Thunder rumbled in the distance. “Strike that,” Dionysus said. “Even Zeus doesn’t know.
12. My faithful companion, Zoe Nightshade, has passed into the stars. I must have a new lieutenant. And I intend to choose one. But first, Father Zeus, I must speak to you privately.” Zeus beckoned Artemis forward. He leaned down and listened as she spoke in his ear. A feeling of panic seized me. “Annabeth,” I said under my breath. “Don’t.” She frowned at me. “What?” Look, I need to tell you something,” I continued. The words came stumbling out of me. “I couldn’t stand it if… I don’t want you to—” Percy?” she said. “You look like you’re going to be sick.” And that’s how I felt. I wanted to say more, but my tongue betrayed me. It wouldn’t move because of the fear in my stomach
13. Thalia blushed. “Hi, Lord Apollo.” Zeus’s girl, yes? Makes you my half sister. Used to be a tree, didn’t you? Glad you’re back. I hate it when pretty girls turn into trees. Man, I remember one time—
14. If you look at it from any other side, it looks like a pile of enormous deer droppings, but Chiron wouldn’t let us call the place the Poop Pile, especially after it had been named for Zeus, who doesn’t have much of a sense of humor.
15. Zeus, first cause, prime mover; for what thing without Zeus is done among mortals?
16. Nico danced around like he needed to use the restroom. “Does Zeus really have lightning bolts that do six hundred damage? Does he get extra movement points for—” “Nico, shut up!” Bianca put her hands to her face. “This is not your stupid Mythomagic game, okay? There are no gods!
17. I’m not ashamed of heroic ambitions. If man and woman can only dance upon this earth for a few countable turns of the sun… let each of us be an Artemis, Odysseus, or Zeus… Aphrodite to the extent of the will of each one.
18. He was, after all, the ultimate rebel — it takes a lot of cojones to stand up to Zeus.
19. You’re mine,” she whispered. “As long as you’ll have me.
20. His lips caressed her ear. “Best dance of my entire life.
21. It is He who makes the lightning flash upon you, inspiring you with fear and hope, and gathers up the heavy clouds. The thunder sounds His praises, and the angels, too, in awe of him. He hurls his thunderbolts at whom He pleases. Yet the unbelievers wrangle about God.
22. Good digestions, the gray monotony of provincial life, and the boredom—ah the soul-destroying boredom—of long days of mild content.
23. He wondered if…his dad, Zeus, would write him a note: “Please excuse Jason from eternal damnation. He has had amnesia.
24. The first crime was mine: I committed it when I made man mortal. Once I had done that, what was left for you, poor human murderers, to do? To kill your victims? But they already had the seed of death in them; all you could do was to hasten its fruition by a year or two.
25. A tyrant’s trust dishonors those who earn it.
26. Some of the best victories in history came about when well thought-out plans went to shit.
27. Words aren’t big enough, but they’re all that I have. S’agapó. I love you with all that I am.
28. Maybe I better shower with you.” She bit her lower lip. “For safety’s sake.
29. I’ve waited my entire life to find you, and I’ll protect you, or die trying.
30. If I’d been born in ancient Greece, I’d worship Zeus and Aphrodite
31. Zeus needed someone to blame, so of course he’d picked the handsomest, most talented, most popular god in the pantheon: me.
32. She kissed his chest. “Thanks for letting me into your heart.”
He tucked her hair behind her ear. “You walked in like you had a key.
33. I have a pullout couch, and I could sleep in the living room. You can have the bedroom.” “I’m sorry. No.” Mel put her hand on his chest, her eyes sparkling. “I have to draw the line there. I should at least get sex out of this deal or this really would be a tragedy.
32. Every generation, the nine daughters of Zeus are reborn, and with their rebirth are also nine Guardians. They will be marked by the gods, and given gifts to protect his treasure. Their abilities will only be unlocked when they find their muse.
33. Scars and a thrill seeker. Gods help her…
34. He gripped her hips tightly. “I need you,” he whispered, and her heart pounded in answer. She rose up over him and slowly settled onto his erection, moaning as each inch of him filled her, enjoying every second. “Made for me,” he growled beneath her.
35. For all I knew, Zeus was aware of the Beast and his plans, and he had sent me here specifically to deal with the situation…a thought that did not make me any more likely to get him a nice tie for Father’s Day.
36. He twisted the heavy gold ring around his finger. It had been in his family for generations, passed down to each eldest child along with the family mission of once again ushering in the Golden Age of Man. His great-great-grandfather had been the first of their Order to make physical progress toward the ultimate goal: to free the powerful prisoners from the center of the Earth.
37. The nine Greek Muses, awakened again for this generation of man and meant to inspire mankind forward in the sciences and the arts.
38. The Order of the Titans had agreed with his assessment. This generation, the Order would be successful where previous generations had failed, because this time they would steal mankind’s inspiration. They would kill the muses for the greater good…. For the good of mankind.
39. Inspiration before intercourse.
40. Solving crimes is like following a spider web. Everything is connected in some way. It’s just figuring out where things intersect so I can find the spider in the middle.
41. Something was going on. Something big, like the dreams that brought her sisters together. But this time, it wasn’t a theater bringing them together. It was a killer tearing them apart.
42. I’m a sucker for a guy with scars, so for your protection, we should probably stick to the case.” “I’m not scared.
43. A digital wall of masks stared back at him. His finger rolled the mouse in a slow downward scroll. “Okay, you bastard. Where are you?
44. I raised my face to the heavens. “Please, Father, I get the point. Please, I can’t do this!” Zeus did not answer. He was probably too busy recording my humiliation to share on Snapchat.
45. When you can inspire a muse, you’ve got it going on.
46. I don’t know why it’s not universally acknowledged that looking back is a terrible idea. It only makes going forward that much harder.
47. Usually I give demigods something simple like a shopping trip, singing a funny song, that sort of thing. After all those labors I had to complete for my evil cousin Eurystheus, well…I don’t want to be that guy, you know?
48. I shortened my name to Cat for a reason – as in Cataclysm.
49. And the One will take the Sword of the Western Sun and triumph over the enemy with boldness and insight. The arm of the One is steady and heads will roll. Snow Giants will battle
50. Zeus’tan başkası özgür değildir.
51. Apollo, Apollo—but he is my lord. I will keep silence. He is wise forever, though his oracle spoke brutal words. We are bound to acquiesce. And you must do now as Fate and Zeus ordain.
52. Older Fags and Younger Fags, Like Legally Young. Daddies. Zeus and Ganymede. Ganymede was a child, Ziggy schooled her. Yeah, You Were There, Michelle retorted, On Mount Olympus. You Were Working the Door. You Carded Ganymede.
53. Tell me what you want.” Before her brain could engage, she kissed him again and whispered, “You. You’re what I want.
54. It sucks. I think you’d make a pretty snake woman, but I’m not really into that kind of girl. Those pointy teeth and slitted nose. Their mindless need to kill…” He shuddered.
55. Ah, Toulouse, you have travelled too much. You know the gods of a hundred lands, those of the trees and mountains, the sky and sea, the stars and planets, of demons and angels, and even the Master of the Cosmos. But I am speaking of God. There are others, I’m sure, but only one God who created even great Zeus and Rama. Yet travel is like philosophy: a few years of it will perk the eye to differences, which you shall be able to notice with ease. Yet living as I have, travelling to lonely lands and through a thousand metropolises and hidden woods, you rather see the similarities. All becomes one, and God too becomes one. Not the sum of all those gods here, but beyond them, a being few philosophers have truly grasped. He has always been one, but he is severed in our minds. So it is up to us to piece him back together. If our souls possess a clarity beyond what our mortal nature can bestow, we shall see him.
56. What do you do when you are faced with several different gods each claiming the same territory? The Babylonian Marduk and the Greek Zeus was each considered master of the sky and king of gods. You might also decide, since they had quite different attributes, that one of them was merely invented by the priests. But if one, why not both? And so it was that the great idea arose, the realization that there might be a way to know the world without the god hypothesis; that there might be principles, forces, laws of nature, through which the world could be understood without attributing the fall of every sparrow to the direct intervention of Zeus.
57. Hera, do not dare take credit! You have caused at least as many problems as you fixed!
58. A true hero isn’t measured by the size of his strength, but by the size of his heart.
59. Well … Zeus approves, Aeolus muttered. ―He says … he says it would be better if you could avoid saving her until after the weekend, because he has a big party planned—Ow! That‘s Aphrodite yelling at him, reminding him that the solstice starts at dawn. She says I should help you. And Hephaestus… yes. Hmm. Very rare they agree on anything. Hold on
60. Hello, Olympus! Aeolus, master of the winds here, with weather every twelve! We‘ll have a low-pressure system moving over Florida today, so expect milder temperatures since Demeter wishes to spare the citrus farmers!‖ He gestured at the blue screen, but when Jason checked the monitors, he saw that a digital image was being projected behind Aeolus, so it looked like he was standing in front of a U.S. map with animated smiley suns and frowny storm clouds. ―Along the eastern seaboard—oh, hold on.‖ He tapped his earpiece. ―Sorry, folks! Poseidon is angry with Miami today, so it looks like that Florida freeze is back on! Sorry, Demeter. Over in the Midwest, I‘m not sure what St. Louis did to offend Zeus, but you can expect winter storms! Boreas himself is being called down to punish the area with ice. Bad news, Missouri! No, wait. Hephaestus feels sorry for central Missouri, so you all will have much more moderate temperatures and sunny skies.